The Village Chief cleared his throat and continued, “I am sharing this with you so that you are immediately aware of the changes that may arise for the well-being of the women. You are at the centre of all this, so there is no need to conceal anything from you.”
I nodded, understanding the importance of the Village Chief’s visit to the caretakers that had taken several hours.
Engrossed in his words, I listened intently as he continued, “Furthermore, despite their astonishment at the remarkable capabilities of your semen, they have a specific request for you.” Intrigued by the matter, I leaned forward and asked, “And what exactly is their request?”.
The Village Chief let out a tired sigh, coming to a halt and surveying the surroundings. We had walked away from the bustling clusters of huts that served as the farm’s production hub. He glanced at Mr Thak and Mrs Shani, signalling them to give us some privacy. With a nod, they respectfully retreated, leaving the Village Chief and me amidst the blooming flowers and rustling bushes.
“Orion,” he called my name, a thoughtful expression gracing his face. He continued, “If you were given the task to impregnate every woman in the village, without any conditions or limitations, and the village would compensate you for your efforts based on the frequency of your encounters -whether they be young or old -what would you choose?”
“Keep in mind, this could lead to resentment from other fertile men who see you as a threat for monopolizing their potential wealth. It might also discourage them from engaging in Kushi altogether due to the ease with which you fulfil their duty, potentially endangering the village’s future.”
“Alternatively, you can continue as you are now, with a limit on the number of women you can have Kushi with per month or week, allowing you to live your life as you see fit without the burden of the village’s population.”
The weight of his words hung in the air, and I stood there, considering the implications of each option.
However, upon hearing his propositions, I couldn’t help but ask seriously, “Chief, what kind of proposition is that?” While I couldn’t deny that, from my perspective, the first option appealed to me -the freedom to engage in sexual encounters with whomever I desired -the way the Village Chief presented it made it seem like I would be reduced to a mere human breeder, obligated to meet a certain quota day by day.
That wasn’t what I desired at all! I didn’t just fuck Dariya’s non-human pussy yesterday because it was some task I had to complete; it was a spontaneous act driven by the intense emotions and desires that surged through me, heightening the experience far beyond a mere obligation. ．𝙘𝙤𝙢
However, he maintained a thin smile in response to my question, causing me to ponder even further. The mere thought of a queue of women lined up in front of a hut, eagerly waiting for their turn to engage in Kushi with me in order to become pregnant, brought a frown to my face.
I realized that according to the Village Chief’s words, once I embarked on this route, there would be no turning back. Starting down this path would mean bidding farewell to my current life and embracing the title of the man every woman desired to bear their child due to my high success rate.
It would also result in numerous young men abandoning their own reproductive efforts, overwhelmed with frustration and resentment at the prospect of competing with me and facing the arduous task of attaining and maintaining an erection. Yet, I knew deep down that their agitation was the least of my concerns.
However, as I contemplated the pros and cons, envisioning the potential future that awaited me, I quickly dismissed those thoughts and shoved them into the recesses of my mind. There was no way in hell I was going to succumb to becoming some sort of breeder, even if my intentions were to indulge in pleasure with as many women as possible while still relishing in the joys of life. Being a breeder was an entirely different ball game altogether.
Nevertheless, option two appeared to be the more favourable choice for me. Surprisingly, it seemed like the best option available at the moment. However, before I revealed my thoughts and made my decision known, I inquired of the Village Chief, “If I choose option two, does the village still assume responsibility for the women I impregnate, or would I be required to take care of them on my own?” It was a crucial detail he had failed to mention in the second option.
The Village Chief responded with a nod, affirming, “Yes, the village will continue to provide care for the pregnant women until they give birth, as it is mandatory. However, the financial arrangements regarding the Kushi will be determined between you and the chosen woman, as it is traditionally meant to be.” He fixed his gaze on me, his eyebrows raised in surprise, and asked, “Does this imply that you’re leaning towards the second option?”
Observing his surprise, I couldn’t help but inquire, “Do you expect me to choose the first option?”
He shook his head, a weary smile forming on his lips as he replied, “Well, considering your accomplishments and current activities, it wouldn’t be surprising if I thought you were inclined towards the first option. After all, you can enjoy the pleasure of Kushi while being financially rewarded by the village. With each woman you engage with and impregnate, your wealth will grow, bringing additional bonuses that will continue to enhance your ever-expanding fortune.”
Without a second thought, I reached a firm decision. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I won’t be choosing either the first or the second option,” I stated, responding to his expectations. Just as the words were about to leave the Village Chief’s mouth, I cut him off, asserting, “Instead, I have a different option in mind.”
The Village Chief’s lips pressed together tightly, his gaze scrutinizing me intensely. Finally, with surprising calmness, he inquired, “If you’re not selecting the second or the first option, then enlighten me, Orion, which option have you decided on?”
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