Starting With Aunt, All Milf Are Mine
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Chapter 23: The King Felt True Dread
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 23: The King Felt True Dread - Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream:"Graduate college.Get a job.Screw MILFs." But reality wasn't so kind to him—black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death-he died. Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either. He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all? "What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!"
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Harem Anal Sex First Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Slow
Mike waited atop the raised stage—legs hanging over the edge, swinging slightly as he stared ahead.
“Are they not going to come?” he asked.
“I’m sure they will,” a woman sneered beside him, yanking Wuluf by his hair.
“This old hag’s gonna die if they don’t.”
Mike sighed.
“Let’s see.”He hummed quietly, glancing over the square where various women sat on the ground, all watching the street in silence.
“Hmm ... I do see some men coming from that direction,” Mike noted.
“Told you they would,” the woman replied.
And soon enough—An army of around a hundred or more marched through the street, towards the square.
“Here we are,” one of the soldiers announced, as they stepped into the open square before the stage—already filled with nearly a hundred women spread across the field.
“Good,” Mike said, standing up from the stage.He gestured for the woman gripping Wuluf’s head, as she moved aside. Mike placed his foot on the old chief’s skull—pressing it down.
“Alright—settle in the middle,” he ordered, motioning for the women to shift.They began forming a loose circle around the soldiers.
“This doesn’t feel right...” one of the younger soldiers muttered under his breath.
“Keep quiet, soldier. We’ve got this covered,” the captain waved off his concern, following Mike’s instructions and guiding the troops into the center of the busty women’s circle.
“We still have our weapons,” the captain reminded his men, eyes fixed on Mike.
“We’ve followed everything you asked.”The captain raised his voice, stepping forward.”One hundred and twenty soldiers—gathered, armored, and standing in the town square at the exact time you mentioned.”
His tone hardened.”Now remove that filthy leg off Chief Wuluf’s head.”
Mike just chuckled, eyes gleaming with mockery.
“I told you—five minutes.””You’re late. And now you come here ... barking orders at me, demanding I release this filthy bag of old garbage?”
The captain swallowed hearin Mike’s voice, lowering his pride.
“It’s not an order, Chief Mike. We’ll recognize you as the new chief—Once you release Chief Wuluf.We’ll even appeal to the kingdom not to hold you accountable for your crimes.”
Mike laughed.
“My crimes, you say?”He scoffed.”I’ve had enough of your blasphemy. I’ve done no crimes.”
He looked forward, voice rising, eyes burning.
“And even if I did —they become right on their own.Because—”He paused, holding his breath.
“I am the one doing it. You understand that?”
His voice exploded into a yell.”Do you understand it?”
The captain clenched his teeth.
“I do. We understand it. Just release Wuluf ... and we’ll accept you as the new chief.”
“Alright,” Mike proclaimed, voice firm.
“Then, as your new chief—I order you to throw away your weapons. High. Far—toward the street.”
The soldiers froze, panic spreading through.
“But ... what would we do if you attack—?”
Mike didn’t flinch.
“I told you as your chief. Now do it.”He ground his foot harder onto Wuluf’s head, pressing it firmly into the dirt.
The soldiers sneered—hesitation flickering their eyes.
“Do it,” the captain commanded, throwing his weapon far to the side.
“But—” some soldiers began to protest, but a few had already started complying.
“Good,” Mike smiled.”Now ... the armor.”
“No, we ca—”
“Tch. Do it,” the captain snapped.”Throw away your armor.”
“But this would be—”
“Just do it, “ he barked again.
The soldiers clicked their tongues in frustration.
“Alright.”
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