Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

I raised a brow. "Different extract?"

Rosie fidgeted again, and I suddenly felt her vines shifting downward, brushing lightly over my abdomen.

Her branches trembled as she finally admitted in an extremely low, shy whisper:

"…The same nourishment you feed Rosie's Mommies with…"

"Oh my," Yoruha purred lazily. Now that she had lost her threatening edge after transforming to her cute little foxy form, she kind of gave me the impression of a granny watching a TV drama from her comfy rocking chair, commenting on unexpected developments.

"What do you mean, Rosie?" Lucille asked with a gasp.

"Is Rosie weird…?" Sadness and guilt oozed from her very soul.

"No, no! Luci Mommy just didn't expect this request…"

"Rosie is not a humanoid; her body functions very differently from what we might expect," Aurora said in a tone that questioned if the caramel-haired beauty had actually forgotten they were talking to a tree creature.

Instead of letting them theorize, I ventured to clear the situation up. "Rosie, can you explain why you would like my third type of extract?"

"Daddy… Rosie doesn't know how to explain properly, she just has a strong feeling it would make her whole. It's like she's missing something as she is."

I nodded, beginning to reason. "Geims are said to be perhaps the rarest monster-type race, rarer than even the mythical dragons-"

Before I could continue, however, a distraught cry interrupted me.

"Rosie is a monster?!"

Ayame was the first to respond, eager to soothe Rosie's distress.

"We use three broad categories to describe intelligent beings: humanoids, animals, and monsters. Humanoids are beings that walk on two legs and share a general shape with humans—like elves, beastkin, and even strange beings from bard's tales like demons would fit this category. They have societies, languages, and cultures similar to our own. Animals include creatures like wolves, birds, and foxes, who possess varying levels of intelligence but are driven mostly by instinct. And then, there are monsters—a broad and often misunderstood category."

She paused for a moment before continuing, her voice took on a more reassuring tone.

"Monsters are simply beings that don't fall neatly into the other two categories. Many of them are born from mana, formed through magic, or exist as part of nature's more mystical side. They are more than mere animal-like beasts, but they're also different from humanoids. Dragons, elementals, spirits, and even Geims fall under this classification, not because they are evil or lesser, but because they are different."

She placed a hand on Rosie's trunk, giving it a gentle pat. "But being called a 'monster' doesn't mean you're bad, Rosie. It's just a word humans use to describe things we don't fully understand. In reality, you're simply you—a one-of-a-kind, special girl."

"…" A short silence lingered after my samurai's statement, but then…

"Ayame Mommy!!" she squealed with utmost relief while hugging the petite oriental beauty even closer.

"There, there…" Ayame chuckled while patting Rosie.

"Let me resume then," I said, clearing my throat. "Geims are perhaps the rarest monster-type race, rarer than even the mythical dragons. You inherited a lot of knowledge from your biological parent, I would wager this is why you're able to converse and understand difficult topics right out of the gate. But beyond that, just like me, your body might give you hints at what would be the best course of action for you to take, even if your brain doesn't quite understand the reasoning behind it. The same happened with me when I laid my eyes on those strange elemental potions in the auction."

"So you're saying we should entertain her urges…" Lucille muttered with doubt, clearly questioning if it was the right thing to do.

"As Aurora had said, we shouldn't assume Rosie to be a humanoid with humanoid needs," Sera said suddenly. "Her request might be strange for us, but we'll either have to embrace Rosie being a truly special girl with her special needs and tendencies, or we'll limit her potential to grow into her best version."

"I agree wholeheartedly," Kitsara nodded sagely. "Getting creampied is the biggest reason why I'm glad to have been born female, it's a truly special event. But facials are almost just as magnificent, I love them from the bottom of my heart. I would be a bad mother to deny my daughter the simple joys of life."

"…"

Everyone elected to ignore the white-haired foxkin beauty.

"Blossom is ready to accept Rosie for who she is!" My beloved dog girl decreed with a resolute tone. "If Blossom wants humanoid children, she'll make them herself. Blossom thinks adopting a unique girl like Rosie is a beautiful event for the Elysiar family."

"Blossom Mommy…!!" Rosie cried with a trembling voice that sounded like she was on the verge of tears from the sheer gratitude and happiness assaulting her heart. Or whatever organ she had…

"Well then," I grunted. "Who is in favor of doing as Rosie feels best?"

"Me," Ayame replied quickly. She's always been a bit of a possessive girl who didn't like me going after other ladies, but even she knew this was an entirely different ordeal.

"Go for it," Seraphiel said with a big smile.

Blossom, Jasmine, and Kitsara simply nodded their heads.

Lucille turned toward the blonde dogkin and ruffled her hair gently. "Blossom is right. I must open my mind to Rosie's uniqueness."

All heads turned toward Aurora, the last woman who hadn't cast her vote. She squinted her eyes, observing Rosie as if she were a tough opponent.

"I have a feeling it'll make my life harder…" she whispered, but then she shook her head, clearing it of overwhelming jealousy. "The job of a big sis is to help her little sis… Go ahead, Quin."

"Blossom will help, Master," Blossom said, reaching for my pants.

"I'm always down for some pumping…" Kitsara purred, approaching me from the other side.

I closed my eyes for a moment, steeling my heart for what had to be done. If this was what Rosie needed to become whole, then I would give it to her.

Blossom's nimble fingers made quick work of my belt, while Kitsara pressed herself against my side while her two tails were stroking my legs in a rather sultry manner, further accentuated by her needy purring.

Once my pants dropped to the ground, Blossom used her left hand to grip onto my shaft while Kitsara used her right palm to sensually massage the tip while letting each of her two tails stroke my twin jewels.

I gotta admit that, despite the weirdness of the event, I had not faced much difficulty… The fact a mythical woman was nestling in my hair and my uh… daughter being in front of me (I'm not a filthy degenerate who should be behind bars), none of it ended up being a big enough distraction for Quinlan Junior, who proudly let his presence known with the mighty roar of a dragon, releasing copious amounts of my reserves, right onto Rosie's bark.

The second it made contact, an immediate reaction occurred. An intense radiant glow within her manifested, creating golden veins of energy that spread across her form like roots absorbing the nourishment they had always craved.

Rosie's entire body pulsed; her aura swelled, shifted, transformed.

The transformation was breathtaking—and entirely otherworldly.