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13. Scouted

12. Conflict

11. Gathering

10. Learn Job

9. Gatherer

8. Making It

7. Oil Taken

6. Ghits

5. Role Reversal

4. Taberth

3. Beginners Luck

2. Let's try this out

1. The Future of Gaming

A Royal Schism

avatar on 2020-09-23 20:05:38

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On the break, I went down to the youngling floors again with everyone. I wanted another follower and Merlit also wanted one. I picked up one that looked pretty meek called Ricud. Merlit also was able to catch a smaller one called Lisnoi. We took their oil. Since we had extra time, we took the oil of others. We did not mind whether they thought themselves dominant. We were stronger and eggless, so all it did was make us grow more dominant and masculine leaning in appearance. If people looked jealous before, they looked pissed off now. I knew I had to stop bringing more up here. Merlit was certainly happy with his follower. Lisnoi was the type that was small but still wanted to be dominant. Merlit showered him with affection, and Lisnoi just scoffed. A couple of weeks passed and I spent the days off running around doing fetch quests for the other gatherers. That really helped with the opinion penalty I was suffering. Since it had been a full in game month since we deposited our eggs, three more formed inside each of our abdomens.

We were on cloud nine as far as things were concerned. Our squad was known as powerful and deadly. My honey raised our average a lot. Since Ogil had my first egg, I decided to put one in each of my followers. Ogill wound up with two. Nalzas and Ricud each had one. We still had left over oil from our previous conquests so the eggs were fertilized right away. We all moaned out in intense pleasure as I put my eggs in them. Placing each egg made me cum. They came from having the egg inside them. Merlit put both his eggs inside Lisnoi. After they finished, Lisnoi frowned and said "Next time, I put my egg in you." It was an empty threat. Merlit was way past the point of submitting to another Phesur without a tough fight. I was proud at his progress. We had reached the snowball phase. For me, it was more like an avalanche. The fix was in for us. Since we had followers, we were able to take oil and make ourselves more and more dominant as time went on. Our followers, by contrast, were going to get more and more feminine over time.

It was at this time that the reigning monarch of Wovili died. While Phesurs were all monogender and therefore androgynous, they royals looked fully male. They were all over a foot taller than us. I was 6 feet tall and they were at minimum 7 feet 1. There were 10 royals that were vying for the throne. Only one could take the throne and the others would either be killed, subjugated and forcibly feminized, or flee to form a new colony. The princes were in the exploration phase. They were going to take their harems and servants to find the best of each job they could find. When they reached critical mass, about 100 members, they would press a claim to the throne. If more than one did, the hive would devolve into a civil war. Three princes tried to convince me to join them. They wanted to take the crown and wanted me for my honey. I turned them down since I did not care about fighting a civil war with others that would clearly curb stomp me, as weak as I currently was at the moment. The fourth prince to see me was Prince Zuhos. He was different.

Prince Zuhos wanted to start his own colony. "I won't lie and say that I am able to destroy all my siblings and claim the throne. You have heard that time and time again. I won't bore you and repeat it. I want to start my own hive. Become the ruler of a new territory." That immediately intrigued me. I did want to travel. He had ten members in his harem and twenty servants. That was much less than the other three princes I had met. Prince Zuhos was the sixth oldest of the 10 royals. It would be better to flee while he could rather than be caught and feminized. I've heard that they were abused and denigrated. Even the harem of the king was able to breed them and take their oil at anytime. The defeated royals were not allowed to say no under pain of torture. I would make the same choice in his position. I looked at him and said "My squad of six makes decent honey, but not good wax. You'll need multiple squads gatherers dedicated to building and making honey. You also need just as many fighters as you would need to take the crown. If you do, I'll join you if you listen to a further request." He nodded.




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