I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Even demons get all sweet seeing a baby

This little Fae told me she was called ‘Buttercup’ when I asked for her name. My eighth bride does not like her birth name, Tulip, which looks similar to a cup, and when yellow...butter. Buttercup. 

New world, new name. If she prefers being called Buttercup instead of Tulip, then I will christen her Buttercup.

I deepen the kiss as I go through more of her memories. I feel her trying to do the same to me, so I open my mind just a bit for her to see my memories here in this dimension.

She knows that I am a demon, she can witness that. She doesn’t know about my past memories, in fact...I don’t think I’ve told any of the demons yet. There has not been a need to know basis-but I have fantasized about using them for vengeance.  In fact, if it was not for Kali’s gifts, I don’t think any other creature would know of my weak selves.

I get out of my own head, and hers as my body begins to heat up. I let my hands roam her super deluxe small frame. The fear I had of hurting her before is gone now that she has my essence in her veins. I can’t hurt her with lovemaking.

I change my body to the human shape she enjoys, I can feel her responding faster to my hands now, her aroma, the tulips she is named after, fill the room. The smell is heavier between her legs, a combination of tulips and rain. My teeth hurt as I force them to stay humanlike. I lift her up and sit her on my face. I hope she likes this position, I love it. I can see her breasts move with each inhalation, and her juices flow smoothly down my throat. 

Her face is flush, and I can see her trying to hide her body as she looks around the room. The kids are still in the bath and my brides are busy playing in their new rooms. Well, Dawn is sleeping in the nursery, she refuses to leave while she is in a goat form. I don’t give a fck about the help, but she does. 

I send them a silent command to find work elsewhere as I delve my tongue deep into her slit. Her flavor is like sunshine after days of rain. The goodness damn near knocks me out. I grab her slender ass in my hands and hold her still as I continue to drink from her wet p***y. I’m watching her face so intently, and listening to her little gasps, moans, and words of more or yes or oh my goddess. 

I want to learn everything she likes. As a test I move my hand to her soaked hole and use her moisture as I push my finger inside her back petal. Her eyes fly open and she stares down at me, but she hasn’t tried to move away, so I flick her c**t with my tongue and push my finger in deeper.

Her face turned even more red, so I began to suck her c**t and flick it with my tongue as I played with her backdoor. The entire time she is staring into my eyes, I watch her lids begin to close, but she forces them back open, as she cums into my mouth, her sweet juices changing from tulips and rain to tulips and magic-just like the flavor from my magical springs. 

My control snaps as i lick the last of her juices from her pussylips. I’m rolling over with her legs still around my shoulders, her ass lifted. Once I am on my knees I push my c**k in deep. Her folds surround me as I pound into her, my balls hitting her ass with each thrust. I can feel her body shuddering as an orgasm hits her. I would love to slow down and enjoy the clenching of her p***y around my c**k, but I can’t. I’m hitting her p***y so hard, her lips swelling. I’m about to c*m, I can feel my body tensing, when I finally release I’m so deep inside her. Instead of c**k getting soft, I’m still rock hard. 

I pull out and turn her around. I’m basically holding her up, her legs so weak, as I enter her once more. The change in position has me going in even deeper. I have her hips in my hands as I pound into her, her screams and moans fill my ears. Her p***y is clenching down hard, and her sweet little ass keeps grinding against me as I c*m deep inside once more. I watch as my sperm is leaking from her p***y. Our combined smells make me more animal than I’ve ever been. 

I flip her over again, my still hard c**k almost, almost painfully hard still, and enter her once more. She lifts her legs around my waist, giving me better access to the wet slit. I’m watching my d**k enter her and her sweet lips wrapped so firmly around my c**k, the site is beautiful when I hear Cayte enter the room. 

She could hear what I couldn’t. 

Buttercup was pleasured, but it was too intense and she was scared. I could never hurt my brides, so I didn’t hear the fear in her screams, nor did I think of her being a novice as I kept swinging her around, putting my c**k in her p***y over and over again. 

Cayte’s hands are rubbing me and she is kissing my torso. She finally replaces Buttercup and rides me, taking my c**k deep inside her. Even pregnant, she is so fluid. She turns around with her back facing me and leans down to my newest bride, kissing her tear streaked face as I pound into her tight hole. 

She is soothing both of us, my rager and Buttercup's emotions. I look down at my Fae bride and see little bruises and love bites all over her body. I can’t even remember sucking on her in so many places.

I don’t even feel any remorse, instead I see my claim on her, making my animalistic urge to dominate and control settle down. I lift Cayte up and bite into her neck, marking her again as I c*m deep inside her. 

I pull out, thinking I am finally in control, but I see the tear tracks on Buttercup's face, the site is so wanton and mesmerizing that my c**k hardens instantly. It must be her pheromones. I call Zinnia, Violet and Aster to the bed. I have got to get my body calmed down before Buttercup is ridden until she can’t walk anymore. 

‘Note to self, make sure I have my other brides around when I fck Buttercup.’ The triplets read the room right away, Zinnia moves Buttercup to the nursery, I watch the two as they leave the bed. My urge is to stop Zinnia, but I fight it. I need Buttercup gone for a while. I turn to my brides, my pregnant birds, and I begin to ravage their bodies. I used up all of my control letting Buttercup walk away, I turned beast and fck and mark my brides for hours. 

When I come too, all eight of my brides are in bed with me, they all have hickies, bites, bruises and c*m all over their bodies. I have scratches, bites, hickies, more bites, more scratches all over mine as well. 

They look so happy and peaceful. I guess I have been a bit too gentle with them since they became pregnant. I can’t believe Dawn is even here. I must have used her over and over again in my goat form, her body looks well loved. In fact, out of curiosity, I begin to lift all of their legs. I want to see the evidence of my claim. All eight have swollen cunts with sperm coming out. 

No s**t, the site is...my d**k is hard again. My brides were devoured and now they are sleeping, and my body still wants them. Demon biology is crazy good. 

I look at the demons that are cleaning the room. None of them look appealing. I look down at my sleeping brides, checking out who looks...the least marked and bruised. 

Violet. 

I grab her up and carry her to the shower with me. I look at the large tub and change direction. With her still in my arms, snuggling deep into my chest, her breath tickling my neck, I fill the tub with hot water. The steam soon floats  up from the water, then I lower us both. 

I watch as her eyes flutter open. A smile begins to play on her lips. “My Lord, you are insatiable. It’s been four days now.”

I pause for a second. “I’ve been fcking all of you for four days?”

“And nights.” She answered me. 

What the Fck did Buttercup do to me? 

Violet straddles my lap and lowers herself on my d**k, the feeling is a bit painful, but the pleasure is so intense. She is swollen from our s****l escapes. I let her set the speed as my hands wrap around our spawn she carries. 

When she begins to increase her speed I help out and thrust up as I feel her body shatter around mine. I keep plunging into her until I feel myself cumming. I lean my forehead against hers and kiss her little nose.

“I love you. I love all of you.” 

Her mouth turns into a radiant smile, “Ssshhhh. The other demonesses will get jealous if they learn that the Rex Malus was in love with his brides, they would expect their mates to love them as well.”

“Soon, that will be the world I create. We will once again hold all of our true selves.” I tell her, kissing her lips this time. I wash her body, paying special attention to her slit as she orgasms onto my hand. Afterwards she falls asleep, still in the tub. I get a towel and dry her off. I carry her back to the bed and lay her down with her ‘sisters’ so she can sleep and get her strength back. 

I head outside where Nate, Tate, and Brandon are. The three are sitting on my patio furniture, Tytus and his Fae bride serving them tea and cookies.

“Brother in laws, what can I do for you?” I ask, sitting on the cushioned seat. The two demons and one Fae look at me with a bit of anger. 

“Four days! We have come here four days in a row, and every day we heard everything.” Nate states.

“I want to see my sister, is she OK?” Brandon asks. 

“What the fck, you think my Brides are hurt?” I ask the three. 

“Yes” Brandon, either really brave or really stupid answers back.

“When they wake up you can see them. Cayte is always happy when her brothers visit. I am sure Buttercup will be happy as well.” They don’t look satisfied with my answer, but , fck’em. “Seriously, we’ve been fcking for four days and three nights. They are exhausted.” I look over at Brandon...a thought entering my mind. 

“When you helped me stop the thrush...did it work?” I’m beginning to think that the thrush was instead moved to me, or affected me. “If Buttercup gets pregnant, I will cut your balls off” I’m serious when I tell the Fae. 

“If the spell failed, it would be because of you. We have used that spell since she was fourteen.” The Fae really did walk and talk like a rooster.

“Will she be pregnant?” I asked for the last time.

“I can go and check, but I would prefer to wait until all your Brides are dressed and out of the way...and without the smell of s*x in the room. When you go into rut, you should inform your soldiers.” 

“Listen you cocky bastard,” I didn’t speak further as Kali and Sita ran outside and jumped in my lap. One a cute little blonde Fae, the other a golden goat. Both so adorable that my anger just melted away. 

Sita made herself comfortable in my lap, a little ball of fur as Kali made her way to my shoulder and yanking on my horn. I then felt her begin to climb and do whatever. Her body was so tiny I could barely feel her. 

The three males stopped talking and watched the two girls, all three went from blood thirsty, ready to kill personas to...well, the complete opposite. I could see Tate’s hands itching to hold one or both of the babies.

‘Even demons get all sweet and cutesy seeing a baby’ I thought.