I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Akron's Home

I look over at the pitiful Fae-maids or nannies, I don’t care as long as my brides are happy. The Fae look upset, as if they have a choice in their future.

I guess they could choose death. At the thought I send out a spell to the six hundred Fae I brought here, disallowing any form of self harm.

They are necessary to rebuilding our race-the link to setting the balance back in place. For too long the Fae have flourished due to our defeat, sacrifice, and curse. They sucked most of the magic from the demon's bodies and this dimension. This abduction will help build the magic back into the demons' very fiber and increase the magic here. 

This reminds me of my magical spring turned pool. With the completion of Hell, the fountain should be complete as well. 

I look over at Akron, the demon is patiently waiting for me to go with him and once again release my seed into his bride, maybe if I give her some of my blood first...I can then see if my seed is necessary.

While I was making hopeful plans I grabbed Akron and we left my bedroom heading over to the fountain. 

The magical spring still had a golden tint to it, but now it was more blood red. I leaned down and cupped a handful, bringing it to my mouth.

The intense flavor and burst of magic was a hundredfold more powerful than before. With that one mouthful I could feel my body increase in power and stamina. The souls that I had gathered, those still held within me, I could feel their power growing as well. 

Interesting.

I lowered a cup into the water and handed it to Akron, “sip it, and save some for your brides” I told him as I walked on. I sent a link to my brides to stay away from the magic until we could explore it together. I allowed them to see and feel what I did as I consumed that one drink. I could feel my seven ladies' excitement...and oddly enough I could feel our spawn getting excited as well.

Again, interesting.

I have never felt my spawn’s emotions before. 

I try to sense my bride's feelings, but those are shut off to me. I wonder if they are doing this consciously or not. In any case, I have now placed another level of protection upon the Fae, and I will soon see if the female zom demons that upgraded become pregnant. I’m crossing my fingers that at least a handful has. I would prefer the rate to be at fifty percent…

Mindless thoughts get me from my seven beautiful amazing brides to Akron’s home. The aura of death that surrounds it is impressive, so are the several zomdemons that stand as guards. I see Akron’s look of frustration, but he ignores the males and enters the two story home...It matches well with the scenery.

We walk into a spacious room with large overstuffed furniture that looks to be a bed with the two females sitting there.

I watch as their eyes glaze over in fear...Akron can’t be that bad right?

I open the pathway between his mind and mine, hearing his thoughts. 

‘s**t I should have warned them that our Liege would be coming. They look like scared little Fae instead of powerful Demons...damn. I hope my Liege will still mate with at least my first bride...hopefully both.” I shut off the link. I guess I can surmise that I am the reason they are fearful. That’s good I guess. Better than him abusing them…

I look over at both females. Neither look like zombies anymore. Instead they both look healthy and young. This is the most deceitful image ever. These bitches are thousands of years old. 

I’m thanking the universe that they are no longer zombies, but I still want them to drink the magic in hopes that it will cause the catalyst to his change.

“Make them drink first” I instruct. My voice causes the females to jump. 

I don’t think I’m that scary. s**t, my brides are scarier than me!

If they knew I was about to fck pretty demons instead of zombies...I wonder if they would have been so laid back and uncaring.

Not like I am going to tell them. s**t is not happening. At all.

Ever.

Akron’s first bride still has flesh, but it is thinner. The more of his essence she consumes the more bone demon she will become. The curse of the Fae’s set her back to a non-entity. As if she was never spawned from a race, but a clean slate to become whatever she consumes.

Since she has been consuming Akron, his traits will be the most dominant. But...I do understand that my essence is the strongest, so she may never fully evolve into a bone demoness but stay in between.  I watch them each drink one sip.

Akron’s first mate, her thin skin is glowing gold for a few seconds before it recedes. I watch her hair grow down to her waist and her body plump up in health.

She looked pretty before, now she is mesmerizing with a frail appearance that calls you to protect her. Akron is looking at her with so much hunger. 

The second unmated bride does not show as much change, probably from her romp with the Fae earlier. 

Still, she does change a bit. Her dirt brown hair changes to a light pink, and it too grows down to her waist. I watch as her eyes go from mud yellow to midnight gold. She too looks mesmerizing. I can feel my body begin to react, I no longer feel loathing, but excitement. 

I look over at Akron once more. “Are you sure?” I ask him, watching his facial expressions, body motions and hearing his internal monologue. Not only is he sure, but he is more excited to consume my essence from them when I am done than I am at fcking his brides. 

My Brides are fcking beautiful, the most amazing demons in this dimension...but with them carrying my offspring I have had to become much more gentle with them. I plan on unleashing all of my pent up energy on these two.