Chapter 37: Futa Goddess! Saving the Harem

Saffron Homewood

My mother used to say, “Saffron, if you keep flicking your bean, you’re going to go blind! Get your hands out of your pants!”

Mom would freak out to see the ultimate level of masturbation I was embarking upon: eating the pussy of my future self from an alternate timeline where she had become Queen Evil Bitch Demon Lord Satanica the Seventeenth.

And our twin sister Virginia had left a big load of her sparkling, pure cum in that twat.

It was operation Distract Future Cunty Me with Cunnilingus to Buy Time for Virginia to Save the Fucking World! Trademark pending.

I licked my tongue across my own pussy lips, drinking in the salty flavor of our twin sister’s cum mixed with the tangy delight of my own pussy. My personal cunt clenched as I licked through Evil Me’s folds, stroking those very petals I had rubbed in the past.

I ate the cunt identical mine with such gusto. I fluttered my tongue up and down her tangy folds, stroking all those places I had touched while fingering myself. I knew this pussy so well. Every fold and crevice. Every place that felt amazing.

And I knew her clit-dick, too.

I grabbed Evil Me’s cock, fisting my dick up and down her as she clenched her hand on the dagger held in her hand. The blade that would kill me. I swirled my tongue around in her depths, eating Evil Me’s cunt out with such hunger.

Her girl-cock throbbed in my hand as I plunged my hand up and down her. I stroked her with such passion, wanting to make her just spurt. It would be so hot to have her erupting over and over again. To have her jizz showering me in all her passion.

I licked. I lapped. I pleasured her with every bit of passion that I had in me. My tongue caressed those pussy walls. I stroked her hot flesh. She groaned and shuddered, her head tossing from side to side as I devoured her.

“Fuck,” Cunty Me moaned as I licked that tangy cunt clean of Virginia’s salty and spicy cum. “I am a pussy licking champ!”

“I know,” I purred. “This is so hot, Evil Saffron. I always wanted to do this. Remember how Mom would tell us to stop flicking our bean?”

“Yeah,” she said, her futa-dick throbbing in my hand. “Enjoy your last meal, Saffron. Treasure it.”

“Our twin sister’s cunt out of our pussy.” I sighed. “I will. I’ll never forget making you cum, Cunty Me.”

“You are such a brat.”

I winked and swirled my tongue around in her pussy. I licked up that cum out of her depths. I scooped it out of her. It was such a delight to enjoy that salty, spicy cum mixed with all my tangy passion. My hand pumped up and down her girl-cock, stroking her with such ferocity.

She moaned, her round tits quivering. I get bigger boobies in the future. That was so awesome. Her jizz ran down those tits as she grabbed the back of my head. Her head. She held me to her pussy. I licked and lapped at her cunt with such ferocity.

I could feel it building. Her orgasm hurtled closer and closer. I stroked her folds in just the right way to make her quiver. My hand stroked up to the tip of her girl-cock. My thumb stroked over her crown, sliding across the slit.

Precum bubbled out to lube my massaging touch.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it,” groaned Cunty Me. “This will be the last thing you ever do!”

“Then you better cum fucking hard!” I moaned and rubbed my thumb right on the slit of her cock, massaging her spongy tip.

My tongue jammed deep into her cunt. I stroked her walls, fluttering about in her. She groaned, the blade in her hand trembling. Her pussy clenched down on me. She threw back her head, her black hair dancing around her face.

All the cruelty was gone.

“Fuck, yes!” she howled.

Pussy cream gushed out of her spasming cunt and bathed my mouth. I drank her passion, tasting my own climaxing fluids straight from the source. Her futa-dick pulsed. I held my thumb right over her slit. The cum hit it and sprayed in all directions.

It splashed my back and hair. I released my thumb, and she squealed, her cock pulsed in my hand with a powerful spurt erupting out with nothing in the way. I groaned, loving that wonderful twat. I licked up her tangy cream as I released my cock.

“Saffron!” Evil Saffron moaned, her eyes flashing down.

I pulled my face from her pussy and threw myself onto my back. My chain rattled as her knife flashed down at me. I slapped my hands together and caught it as I struck the floor with my shoulder blades. I held her weapon between them.

“Holy fuck, I did the last resort clap!” I squealed. “Did you see that, Lada? How fucking awesome is that.”

“Want to try with my sword?” Lada asked.

“Can I burn her now?” Brígida cooed. “I want to sit on her cock as she roasts.”

“God, that’s dark,” I said.

“Why?” Demon Lord Saffron hissed, staring down at me with such fury in her eyes. “Why do you delay the inevitable.”

“I promised my twin sister that I would always come back to her!” I snarled. “And I don’t plan on breaking that one promise to her!”

She swallowed. “I promised my Virginia the same thing. How can I get back to her if she’s dead?”

“Damn,” I said, staring into myself’s eyes.

She ripped the dagger out of my grasp. I was ready for the next clap, but then Aria’s dark hands grabbed me. The Goddess of Betrayal slammed my hands down over my head. She leaned down and planted a poisoned kiss on my lips.

“I always did love you, Saffron,” Aria said, lifting her lips. Madness danced in her eyes. “I hope you die painfully, my futa-wife.”

The dagger stabbed down at my throat.

“VIRGINIA!”

Virginia Homewood

I vanished in a burst of golden light. The world surged around me. I heard a clock ticking faster and faster as I flew backward through a blur of images. It was all so confusing. Such a blur. I crashed through a barrier, glass dancing around me.

Then I floated in a throne room. This time, the throne was made of obsidian, a dragon carved into the back, wings spread wide, its forelegs making the arms of the throne. Three figures stood behind it. Shadowy. Indistinct. One held a bloody sword, the other had bright-red lips, and the last had fire burning in her eyes.

Standing before the throne was a black-skinned woman, her body covered in rippling muscles, a horn thrust from her forehead. She had emerald eyes like a cat’s, bright and reflective. In her hand, she held the very dagger that Demon Lord Saffron had tried to kill my Saffron.

In this Demon Lord’s hand, she clutched a bound and manacled Saffron. The past one that had gone mad. She struggled, held by her short, black hair. The Demon Lord forced her throat back, prepared to slit it.

“STOP!”

I entered the room dressed in golden armor. A starmetal sword in my hand. Behind me, Lada stood in armor made of shining silver, Aria in robes of purest white, and Brígida with a staff of bronzewood in her hand glowing with arcane might.

“Don’t kill her!” Other-Virginia shouted as she marched forward. I floated there, shocked, confused.

“Kill her!” snarled Saffron. “Kill her know!”

“She’ll kill you before I can reach her!” Other-Virginia shouted.

The three shadowy figures surged forward to do battle with the alternative versions of my friends. Aria prayed not to the Seven Harmonious Goddesses. She prayed to God and countered the shadows from Ammuch with the purity of her light. The words that tumbled from Brígida’s voice were strange as they burned through the staff. Bolts of arcane blue crashed into flames of scarlet and black from Itoyja. Lada’s starmetal blade met the bloodiron of Raatak.

“I will take her place, Demon Lord!” the other me cried. She threw down her golden blade. The armor she wore dissolved, leaving her naked and open. “Let my Saffron go, and take me!”

“What are you doing, Virginia?” gasped Lada.

The Demon Lord stared at her, breathing heavily. Her cock twitched. “What are you playing at, Virginia.”

“Let my friends depart. Give your word that they are free to go, and you may plunge that dagger in my heart!”

“No!” I shouted, fear hammering through my veins. “That’s the wrong decision. We’re supposed to be together. Saffron and me. Lada, Aria, Brígida, Kali, and Willow. All the rest. We’re supposed to be together. A harem that stands as one. Why are you abandoning them.”

“Why did you abandon them to save Saffron?” a nasty voice whispered in me.

I was just so driven to save them that I hadn’t. I was making the same mistake as my other self.

“You have my word,” the Demon Lord growled. “I swear on my dark heart, that I shall permit your friends to leave if you allow me to plant this dagger in your heart!”

“Then do it!” Other Virginia said, she threw her arms wide, vulnerable and welcoming her death. “What are you doing, Virginia?” Saffron screamed. “You can’t trust her! You can’t!”

“I can’t live in a world that doesn’t have you, Saffron.” She advanced on the Demon Lord.

“And you think I want that?” Saffron thrashed. Tears spilled down her cheeks. “Please, please, don’t die for me. Don’t give up on saving me. There’s still hope. You can do it. I know you can!”

“Don’t give up!” I cried in shock.

“I’m sorry, Saffron,” Virginia said. “I’m not strong enough to save you any other way.”

“Please, please, please!” Saffron’s pain tore at my heart.

I reached to grab Virginia. A barrier separated us. This force that held me back. A barrier between me and this past timeline. My fingers strained to poke through it. I had to get by. I needed to get by and save Virginia.

“DON’T!” screamed Saffron as Virginia came within reach of the Demon Lord.

“Shit!” Lada called, locked in battle with Raatak. “Someone! Stop her!”

“Busy!” Brígida gasped. Her staff burned with blue runes as she fired energy to stop Itoyja’s fire from burning her into crisp.

“Lord, smite the dark goddess before me so I can save the futa I love” Aria prayed, silver energy crashing into treacherous shadows. Ammuch’s power kept slipping around the holy radiance instead of being destroyed by it.

The Demon Lord struck.

“NOOOOO!” I screamed punching my fists against the barrier. “I need to save her!”

My Golden Power crashed into it, but it wasn’t enough. It washed across the thin membrane of existence that kept us apart. The dagger buried into my alternate self’s chest. Right into her heart. Exultation burned on the Demon Lord’s reptilian face.

“VIRGINIA!” howled Saffron in such pain.

“I love you, Saffron!” Virginia cried and grabbed the Demon Lord’s face.

“What?” the Demon Lord gasped as her skin smoked. Where Virginia touched her, the Demon Lord burned.

“The righteousness of sacrifice!” screamed Virginia.

She kissed the Demon Lord and pressed her dying body against the devilish futa. White smoke boiled off the Demon Lord. She howled, wrenching her mouth from Virginia’s. Lips blackened. Melting away to reveal sharp teeth.

Virginia slumped into the Demon Lord, her body limp. Her blood spilled from the knife wound. Dissolving, the Demon Lord jumped back, her breasts devouring away. The heart’s blood that had spilled on her from Virginia devoured the Demon Lord.

“NO!” screamed Saffron. She threw herself on Virginia, rolling the other me over.

The body limp. Eyes staring with empty death.

As the Demon Lord melted into bones and collapsed, Saffron screamed out her grief and madness. She turned and threw herself at the remains of the Demon Lord and pounded her fists into the sludge. It splashed on her. Coating her.

Absorbing into her skin.

I wept as the shadows engulfed this other version of my twin sister.

The world blurred. I screamed as I was yanked back. I found myself witnessing Virginia marching in again. I was seeing it all over again. The tragedy that would play out again and again before me. The pain and torment that had trapped the new Demon Lord.

“You don’t beat the Demon Lord this way!” I screamed at my idiotic self. “She’s going to destroy Saffron. You’re not saving her by our cowardice. I can see it. You gave up. You thought you had to do this all on your own, but you don’t.

“You have a harem!” I beat on the barrier. “I have a harem! I need my harem!”

Golden light exploded from me.

Aria Dennell

I stared at where Virginia had vanished, my stomach curdling in horror at what I had let her do. I just let her jump through that. I just let her fling herself into danger. I didn’t try to stop her. I saw what she was doing, and I let her do it.

“How do we get in?” Lada demanded. She slammed her sword into the wall. “Ella?”

The other futa-heroine shook her head, her naked breasts jiggling. “I tried. It stops even my sword.”

“What do we do?” Willow asked. The tree she had controlled now was digging roots into the courtyard amid the dead bodies of the slain forces of the Demon Lord.

“Can your magic get us in?” Lada demanded of Brígida.

She shook her head. Her futa-mage cadre gathered around her with Mrs. Webb and her teachers nearby. My priestesses were standing nearby, Tamera at their front, the drama club mixed in with them. Akane stood by Ocean, the cheerleaders and volleyball babes all intermingled.

“Kali?” I asked, staring up at the angelic elf. “You have ascended.”

The elf shook her head. “I’m sorry. Virginia barely made it through. There’s noting I can do.

“Then we have to pray!” I cried. “On your knees. Pray to your favorite of the Seven Harmonious Goddesses. All of you!”

“Gnila, Goddess of the Cock!” Lada cried. “Mistress of Prowess, give me the force to ram my dick through that barrier!”

“Eenoy, Goddess of Pussies and Mistress of Magic,” Brígida prayed, “give me the feminine energy to blast that barrier to smithereens!”

“Ivara, Goddess of the Sun,” prayed Kali, her head lifted to the heavens, “Mistress of Knowledge, give me the understanding to destroy this barrier!”

“Oh, Adna, Goddess of the Egg and Mistress of Life,” Willow prayed, “let me grow strong and mighty as the greatest of oaks to tear apart this barrier with my roots!”

“Jeeba, Goddess of the Seed and Mistress of Orgasms,” Ella prayed, holding her sword high, “give me the passion to hack this barrier down!”

“Natsi, Goddess of Breasts and Mistress of Healing,” I prayed, my hands clasped tight, “let me mend this world by destroying this festering blight upon it!”

And it wasn’t just us who prayed. Chipmunk, Tamera, Ocean, Avice, Ejiro, Mio, Janette, Akane, Giuliana, Suzan, Mrs. Webb, Frederica, Mackenzie, Addy, Mrs. Bean, and all the rest of the harem prayed to their favorite Goddesses.

Motes of golden light shone around us.

Saffron Homewood

I had never prayed in my life. Not really. Why not now as that dagger flew at me. It felt ... right. Like Aria told me to do it.

“Taari, use that night shit to save my ass!” I screamed to the Goddess of the Night and Mistress of Secrets.

Golden light exploded around me.

Then I was standing in this sort of void seeing Virginia banging on a barrier. Beyond it was a version of her and me and our friends and this scaly bitch and that dagger in the scaly bitch’s hand had just almost killed me.

“Is this when Stupid You got yourself killed and made Cunty Me?” I asked my twin sister.

“Yes!” she cried. “I need all your help!”

Then I blinked as Aria, Kali, Willow, Brígida, Ella, and Lada were all standing with me in an arc. They were all glowing with energy. With power. It was subtlety different. Kali shone like the sun, Aria’s breasts shone with this milky radiance, Lada’s cock had this sort of virile brilliance, and Brígida’s pussy had a pink glow shining from it. Ella’s light radiated bright from her nethers and she threw back her head like she was cumming.

And me ... I glowed with this sort of dark blue light. Like it was the night sky blowing through me. Above and below us, the rest of the harem was floating. All the cheerleaders, the priestess, the mages, and our enemies. The volleyball team, the teachers, and the drama club. No Mayra, though. Then there was Chipmunk.

They shone like stars.

“I need all of you!” cried Virginia. “I have to stop her.”

Stupid Virginia had her arms wide, naked and vulnerable. She advanced on the Demon Lord while Cunty Me begged her to stop.

“I need your love!” Virginia cried.

The light glowing from us surged into the golden energy spreading from her. Seven thick beams of light and so many smaller beams of starlight. They all gathered on her. The combined passion of the harem shone upon her.

Something flowed through me. A primal force that I tapped into. The very essence of Night and Secrets. The darkness that let me be a sneak and stealth about. I shuddered, my arms spread wide as I channeled it all into Virginia.

It spilled around her Golden Power. Fed it. The torrent of energy gushing out of her slammed into the barrier before her. It rippled around it. The energy washed over it. I shuddered at the sight. It rippled higher and higher, covering that membrane. The devilish Demon Lord stabbed for Other Virginia’s throat.

My Virginia threw herself into the barrier and stepped through as a being of pure light. She radiated such majesty that nothing could stand before her. The three original Chaotic Goddesses melted away, their evil unable to stand before the combined love and goodness of the harem.

Scaly Bitch Demon Lord recoiled from the brilliance. She couldn’t stand before all of us. I smiled as she released the version of me that would go onto to become the Demon Lord from our time and timeline.

She threw herself at the other Virginia. They hugged. Kissed. I smiled at the sight of them as I found myself stepping through the hole with the other seven glowing members of the harem. It just felt right.

Other Virginia broke the kiss. She stared at the blowing being before her. So did Other Me. The versions of Lada, Brígida, and Aria all fell to their knees. There was no Kali or Willow, though, but pouring through the back were familiar faces. Ella looked to be just one of the normal harem members, running in at Akane’s side. The teachers were mixed with Brígida’s Anime club. The home-EC club and the drama club were together.

Still no Mayra in this version for some reason. I wondered why.

Virginia and Saffron broke their kiss. They fell to their knees. Saffron gasped, “It’s the Golden One.”

“And her Seven Harmonious Goddesses,” whimpered Virginia. “They’re real. They’re not a legend. I ... I...”

“Lost faith,” my Virginia said, her voice echoing with angelic power. “I know how easy that is. How the burdens of being the Futa-Heroine can be. You have saved this world.”

“How?” Other Virginia asked. “I surrendered. I gave up.”

“You inspired me,” my Virginia said. “Your love for your twin sister called to me. I couldn’t let you make that sacrifice. I wanted you to be happy. It took me a long time to understand it. The selfishness in thinking you had to do it all your own. We were given our harems for a reason. It all makes sense now.”

“We?” Other Virginia asked. “Who are you.”

“You, Virginia.” My Virginia cupped her other version and kissed her. The power that flowed from myself and the other six goddesses surged into Virginia as she summoned it. The light exploded through the room.

Virginia Homewood (Other Version)

The Golden One had emerged. My despair had moved her to pity. Her lips felt so familiar on mine, like I was kissing myself. The light flared and...

I was kneeling on the floor of the auditorium where we had crossed over together all those weeks ago to stop the Demon Lord. I looked around in confusion. My twin sister was beside me along with our futa-wives. Aria, Lada, and Brígida were staring in awe. The rest of the harem were around us. All those hot girls that we had loved. Teachers, volleyball babes, nerds, future housewives, drama queens, and the biggest lesbian on campus.

Ella had been shocked how much she liked being fucked by a futa-dick.

“We’re back,” I said. All our gear was gone. The equipment we had fought for. I guessed we didn’t need it.

Saffron was weeping. She threw herself into me and hugged me. “I wouldn’t have done that. I wouldn’t! That can’t be what happened to me! It can’t be!”

I held her, shocked by what she saw. She sobbed about how she had become the Demon Lord, corrupted by it, how she had hurt our friends out of the madness of my death.

“But it didn’t happen,” I whispered, stroking her back. “It never happened. You didn’t do any of those things. It’s a nightmare.”

Saffron shook her head. “It was my future, and the Golden One ... She...” Saffron frowned. “She’s you. Another version who had to fix our mistakes. She and her Saffron saved us.”

“Learned from us,” I whispered, remembering those words the Golden One spoke. I hugged Saffron tight. It didn’t matter. We were back. And we were together. Our harem of futas was around us. They all still had their cocks. I bet the other world was waiting for us if we wanted to.

“These Seven Harmonious Goddesses have some interesting ideas,” Aria said. “Oh, my, yes, I want to share their message with our world. Their love and hope and happiness.”

“We have futa-cocks,” said Saffron. “No reason we can’t make more dickgirls. Right, Ella.”

“Right,” purred Ella. The redhead stroked her dick. “What do you say, Mrs. Webb?”

“I think I like Mrs. Homewood better,” said Mrs. Webb, the teacher stroking her dick. “I am her concubine, too.”

“But then I would be Mrs. Homewood, too,” Mrs. Bean said. “This will get complicated.”

“We’re all Homewoods!” Saffron cried. “Now let’s have an orgy and see how many of us can get knocked up.”

I smiled at my twin sister’s enthusiasm.

Virginia Homewood (The Golden One)

The light faded. We stood in the ruins of the castle. The throne wasn’t decorated with skulls but had dragons wings spreading over it. Well, one. The other had broken and shattered. Plants grew through the cracks, the sun overhead. Flowering trellises grew up the wall.

“Okay, what the fuck just happened?” Saffron said. “This is all different.”

“Cunty Saffron, as you put it, never became the Demon Lord,” I answered, understanding. The Golden Power pulsed in me. I had gained its full control. “We changed the past. The circumstances that brought us to this world were severed. We’ve been cut adrift.”

“Then what are we?” Saffron demanded. “I mean, I felt like Night and Secrets were burning in me.”

“Yeah,” said Lada. “The Prowess of Cocks.”

“Of Breasts and Healing,” Aria said, holding her pregnant belly.

“Why, you’re my Seven Harmonious Goddesses,” I said. “We’ve ascended. Gone beyond. Now we have to interfere in the past, make sure that all those things that led us here, still happen so the other versions of us can live happily ever after. They’re changing our world. Spreading futanari. Can you feel it? They’re praying to you.”

“That’s what that itch is,” said Lada, scratching at the tip of her cock. “They are.”

Ella glanced down at her hand. “My sword’s gone.”

“Nope,” I said. “Akane’s your sword. She always has been. Always will be.”

“Time travel,” groaned Saffron.

“Always messy,” said Brígida. “So I’m Eenoy, Goddess of Pussies. Why would I call myself Eenoy?”