I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Fae Gifting

I found myself chuckling at how serious they were taking this. Of course, if I had to choose a Fae mate I would be particular as well. 

I looked around the open cavern, the lights playing on the wall, making the room feel bigger and alive all at once. The hundred male Fae were looking at us with pure hatred, too bad their weak ass selves could only stare. 

‘I can’t wait to bring three hundred zomdemons to fck the s**t out of them’ I started laughing at my thoughts, when Nate and Tate looked over at me as if I was crazy, I shared my thoughts with them.

Tate and Nate, both demons that helped me fck Akron’s mate, visibly shuddered. Though now she was looking a lot more like a normal demon...albeit a bone demon. Watching her flesh peel was actually a better state than when I first met her. 

Shit was beyond disgusting. Just thinking about my wick getting wet in that makes me fear that my d**k will fall off.

The Fae females shutter at my laughter and huddle together more. As if I would accept one of them as my mates. My seven Brides are more than I can handle. The thought of bringing home something so damn weak makes my stomach churn. 

Besides, I don’t need these females to spawn. I can do it myself. My seven pregnant Brides are proof of that s**t. 

Thinking about how soon my little cambiens will be here makes me feel a bit apprehensive. I can’t have my little demons growing up without any friends. I mean siblings are fine and stuff, s**t they will have plenty of fcking siblings-but friends are different. I want my little demons to enjoy the mayhem you can only experience with friends.

I watch as Nate and Tate walk over to a little brunette, and I do mean little. She stands maybe four and half feet-the shortest thing in here. Demons are naturally tall, even my little Amber, the shortest of my brides, is five feet seven inches tall. The triplets are the tallest at six feet three inches. 

After grabbing the shorty, they then move over to a pink haired girl, also short.

Do these damn demons like little things? 

Their spawn will be too small if they don’t grab a taller female!

Soon they gravitate to six others, all of them are on the smaller size, either in height or in breasts. 

I learned something new about my generals today. 

My giants hated my gift but accepted it anyway, my beastkin liked the gift and was anxious to find those that were ready to procreate now, thus the smell. Akron was uncaring...in fact I suspect that when I get home I will have four Fae bitches as maids for my brides. That motherfcker.  The wolf was didnt’ give two shits about his gifts and rushed to grab the first four bitches he saw. Then there were my little felines. Who knew they were so sinister and evil. They will treat my gifts decently, but I do suspect they will be...lovingly tortured. I didn’t know they enjoyed sadism and masochism so much. I do hope they share their stories...but I doubt they will. 

While my generals and their men left I stayed behind. Several hundred females remained. These would be put up for auction, to demons that would swear to me that they will treat them well...I don’t need my female Fae to be tortured and abused, I need them to reproduce.

Then I let my consciousness rise to the zomdemons area, where they have congregated and made a home. They seem to stick together, even those without mates. With my inner eye I found over six hundred females that were either inmated or lost their mates. Then I sought out the most disgusting from them, those that were at the lowest level possible.

At one point these females ruled Hell, they were the supreme race and my desire is to give them some of their power back to them.

But only my bitches...my Brides will be the most powerful demonesses. Them and our offspring. I do have standards that I want maintained.

I find one hundred the most gnarly of the zomdemons, warn them first, then drop them down here in the caverns. 

Their eyes light up seeing the beautiful Fae men. 

I decided to stay and watch the show. I even invite my Pater and my new found ‘brother’ to join in..they do decline, so I bring them here by force with comfortable chairs and drinks for the show. 

Hearing the Fae scream in disgust and pleasure is music to my ears.

My Pater is looking at me with intense displeasure until I finally speak, “Pater, we can’t let our ancient females be hurt down here. They need bodyguards to keep them safe. Since we are the toughest, it is only right that we protect these females that gave up everything for our race.” 

I watch as he turns back to the...orgy that should never be spoken of again...and we watch our ancients begin to change before our eyes.

The dead wrinkled skin is turning smooth and clear. The dead disgusting eyes are beginning to glow with life. 

Sleeping and collecting the seed from the Fae, as well as me breaking the curse that plagued us, is rushing their progress. 

We watch as they turn from “eww gross don’t touch me” to “please keep touching me”. When the first one hundred are turned to low level demonesses, I send them back up. 

“Time to rest boys...you have more to do tomorrow.” So saying I send us three back to my home, where my Brides are yelling and cursing at the four Fae that Akron gave back to me.

He is still here, watching my Brides, a look of complete disinterest towards them. I love how much he does not covet my wives. 

“My Lord, thank you for these wonderful gifts...after going home I realized that I am unable to care for them as they need, such as food, clothing, shelter…” His monotonous tone is really making me want to laugh, but my Bride's anger is keeping me in check.

“Ah, I see...so this gift. Well, I can’t not give you a gift for all you’ve done for me. Tell me, what can I give you that can replace these four fertile females.” I ask him, using the same tone.

“Ah, yes. My mate told me that her sister arrived, with most of her powers back...an ancient that was once highly desirable. I can accept her as my gift, seeing as how she rushed to my home and mate. That and of course your assistance in helping my first mate once more” Haha,  his real reason for coming.

“Ah yes, our deal. How could I have forgotten. Of course, how about tomorrow. I can come to your home. Yes?” 

“My Lord, of course you can use my home anytime, but perhaps tonight, while the gifts are being received would be the best time.” Came his cheeky reply.

I walk over to my mates, kissing them each on their lips. “Tonight I must once again visit hell for the greater good. Please, await my return with bleach and anything else that can clean my body and make it once more untainted” I tell them, as I send them my promise and his evolution-the process needed for it. 

I watch as their looks turn mocking. I see they are about to begin to joke and make me feel like less of a man, so I bring their attention back to their new maids. The humorous smiles turn sinister as they decide to train the new nannies.