I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Readying for Battle

The next four days were busy AF. Not only did I need to care for my brides and spawns, but I also needed to get my legion ready, luckily several of the spies we sent had given us amazing intel.

Luckily my generals were able to follow my orders.

Plus I was adding the magic water to everything the soldiers were eating, drinking...shit, I was even on the training field as a fcking water boy. Luckily the magical spring just kept flowing and adding more no matter how much I took from it.

I started to mix my blood and the water together, basically pouring it down my bride's throats, especially Cayte and Violet, the two that had not evolved much.

Poor Cayte's body was the one that needed to evolve the most, and I kept waking her from it to give her more of my blood and more of the water. Though her little kitty form was sexy I really wanted to know what her humanoid form would look like. Her black fur was so silky soft, and after five orbs entered her, she would need her six breasts to feed all of them...but I guess my previous lives still made me want a human b***h to fck...or at least a humanish shape. Though her little kitty form didn't bother me that much. Coral's tail never bothered me either.  I guess my demonology is strong.

Shit, who am I kidding, I fcked a zombie gello to gain a bone demon general. I don't have any morals in this dimension.

I don't need morals, I need to fulfill the prophecy and travel through time and space? I crack myself up, like I'm a trekker or something...to get retribution for my six betrayed souls. I've got plans that make my mouth water!

Except for my fourth life, I can't bring myself to hurt that bastard. Even now I can still feel the love I had for him, but that doesn't mean he won't be coming to my Hell dimension to spend time getting his asshole reamed by me. Goals bitches, goals.

This is the eve of battle, and the one that my Pater will join me in.

It's weird, I have fought and dominated five levels of Hell so far, and seriously, they were easy to conquer. The sixth level, Ashehall...they have had weeks to prepare. But they are expecting lower to mid level demons.

The past four days even my lowest footsoldier is mid level ranking. My generals can easily transport to Faeton, as well as my elite soldiers...and several foot soldiers.

Most of my legion is upper echelon level now. I still feel apprehensive about the battle, not that I will lose, that s**t can't happen. The stars on my side for this shiznit. I'm going bat s**t crazy thinking about my brides being alone...I know they won't be alone, but they will have less protection than they ever have before.

Demons from Ashehall and Faeton can go to the lower levels at any time. Just because all the lower levels have become one doesn't take away from this fact. So...there could be demons out there waiting for me to make my move...then harm my brides.

None of the triplets nor my Mater have 'seen' this happening, so I know it is unfounded fear (for a race that can't fear my ass). Yet, this thought keeps repeating in my head. Tytus is the baddest Mfking demon in my aladdin paradise, combined with Clyde...any demon who enters will not only be fcked, literally, but then eaten or worse. Plus all of my Paters brides will be protecting my pregnant brides.

Still, stress man.

I'm passing more magical water over to my generals to share and drink up, "Remember you and the other soldiers need to get busy tonight, no sharing blood though. I need all of you at top strength and your loads spent" I direct them. How many bosses do you know tell you to get laid?

I will enjoy Dawn, Amber and Coral tonight (and in the morning), the triplets are all still sleeping and Cayte is in the process of a super evolution.

I hope that the demonesses in Ashehall stay out of the battle. I can't stand to fight females.

I will. But that doesn't mean I like it!

My generals agree to my orders, small little smirks on their faces. I can just imagine how they will instruct their hordes to get busy and fck anything that moves, especially if they are single. The twins are looking over at me.

I know they want to ask about their sister, but they need to man up and ask. I'm not going to spoon feed their asses. I give them a pointed look, waiting.

Their single asses...they are the only generals without brides.

They spent their time caring for their sister, and now she is all mine.

Tate finally opens his mouth, "How is Cayte?"

I chuckle, I'm tickled pink that one of them grew a pair and finally asked me.The last time they saw their sister I was carrying her away with a major b***r.

"She is in my bedroom evolving. She is also pregnant with five spawns" I say with pride. I don't know why I feel so much pride saying this, especially since I didn't even want any kids!

Their eyes get big and their mouths are wide open. Tate finally speaks again, his face flushed, "Congratulations My Lord."

"Five!" Nate begins to laugh, you can tell he is happy.

Twins are badass. Triplets are amazing. Quints are fcking phenomenal.

The sister that was treated as an abomination will have unimaginable status once the little shits are born. For some reason, this makes him abundantly happy. I guess I like rooting for the underdog? Nah, it's just that she is mine now.

"That is good, she will be a great Nephem and mother" Nate says.

He is right, all my brides, like my Mater are considered Nephem, a hybrid of goddess and demon-able to deflect the curse and produce offspring. Their status will always be higher than any other gellos or demonesses. Since my Mater is also a se'irim demon, a direct descendent of the gods she is...higher class than my brides who are shedim demons, those of the wandering class...mixture or hybrids.

Since they carry my spawn, their offspring will be se'irim demons, so in turn, they will have a higher class too. The demon dimension is all about power and prestige. The fact that shedim demons can evolve and grow to the same status as me says a lot about our potential. Doesn't mean they can become as strong as me, just means that demons can become upper echelon too, otherwise Faeton would be dry with just the few goat demons.

I listen to my generals talk a bit, all of it s****l as they leave the garden. I hope that Nate and Tate find  strong demoness on Ashehall, they do not seem as rambunctious as they once were, now knowing that they were so gung ho for their sister makes me feel a teeny bit guilty for taking her away from them...not really though. She was made for me.

I grab some more of the amber gold liquid and pour some of my blood into, shaking it together as I walk into my bedroom. I see the triplets snuggled together, Cayte next to them. Dawn and Amber are reading, Coral is painting her nails. I ignore the wet nails and grab her legs, pulling Coral into my embrace. Her face is smiling up at me, her belly has gotten so much bigger in the last week. I reach down and kiss her belly, I whisper nonsense to my spawn, watching as her eyes light up.

I remember the book I found about reptilian demons, I need to read it. I will do that once I am back from Ashehall, perhaps I will learn more about this sneaky bride. Before giving her a chance to move, I drop down to my knees and spread her legs. I look at her p***y as I spread her lips apart and lick her beautiful hole. Her body is unprepared, and I love how quickly it responds to me. The dryness quickly dampens, I inhale her scent deep into my lungs. I begin to hum against her p***y, suckling her c**t in between my lips and lick my tongue rapidly. Her orgasm hits fast and hard. I instantly rise up and position my c**k to her opening, pushing through her opening. Her body is still clenching as I push through until every inch is deeply impaled. I grab hold of her hips as I begin to move, her body holding my c**k, making me want to push into her harder, but I restrain myself as I look at the baby bump.

I grasp her belly in my large hands and love on her as I reach down and flick her breasts, suckling one n****e as I move a hand up to pluck the other. She is trying to keep her moans low, to keep the sleeping brides at peace. I look over at Dawn and Amber staring at us, I can smell their arousal, making me thrust harder into Coral's body until I feel her cumming again, her body pulling me deeper inside her. She feels amazing, but I'm not ready to c*m, and I have two other brides patiently waiting.

I kiss Coral on the lips and pull out. I position her back on the bed, next to Cayte's sleeping body as I grab Amber and pull her over to me. She wraps her legs around my waist, I look down and see my c**k moistened with Coral's juices as Amber slides over and swallows my c**k into her wet p***y. The thick goo of Corals orgasm combined with Ambers arousal is hot AF as I feel her walls tighten around me. Her legs tighten around my waist as she lifts her face, pulling my head down to kiss her puckered lips, her hands tugging my horns. Her belly is rubbing against my abdomen, as I begin to move inside her. Her little hiccup moans against my mouth is making me lose my concentration, making me forget about being gentle as I thrust deeper inside her body. I can smell her orgasm building, so I move my hand down and begin to rub her c**t as I move faster. Her body is clenching as I thrust harder, finding my release seconds before she does. I deep inside as my c*m keeps spurting, a cascade of pleasure that sets off another round of orgasms for my beautiful bride.

I could fall asleep inside her, but I feel Dawn move towards us, so I lay Amber down on the bed, kissing her belly, then her mouth, giving her sweet words before I move her next to Coral.

Sleep sounds amazing, but so does Dawn. Her golden flesh matches mine-my fingers trail down her collar to her breasts before I cup her ass and kiss her mouth. My flaccid c**k begins to harden as I play with her body, kissing and touching as she moans her pleasures. Her soft voice sings out for more and tells me what feels good. Her belly is very large now, instead of laying her on her back, I crawl up on the bed and move her against me, her back to my front. Laying on our sides, I move her leg out of the way with my leg and rub her p***y with my d**k. I can feel her juices as I push into her. Once I am all in, I set her leg back down, the already tight hole gets tighter, I kiss the back of her neck and pluck her breasts as I move my c**k within her.

Her body is slow to react, so I move my hand down to her c**t and begin to rub her vigorously, her panting increased until I feel her clenching down, convulsing around my c**k. Once she cums I need more. I roll over with her until she is riding my c**k, her back facing me. I begin to move her body, impaling her small body over and over again, feeling her orgasm again.

I am focused on my own pleasure as I keep pounding inside her and her walls keep pulling me deeper inside with her pleasures until I finally reach my threshold, I pull her down as I push into her, releasing my seed deep inside. I watch her little puckered hole thinking about when I can enjoy that again as I wrap her in my arms and fall asleep.