Ducal Palace, Westerifer.
Inside the dining hall.
Everyone was having morning breakfast -- people from Holycross, Redbarn, Florence, Kielname, Livingstone Duchy and Wielhiem Duchy all mixed in.
At the head of the long table sat Mia.
To her left sat the people of her own Velmora household, followed by Kielname and Florence.
To her right sat Livingstone Duchy, Wielhiem Duchy, Holycross and Redbarn.
Everyone was talking, laughing and stuffing their faces while servants and maids hurried around filling plates and cups.
Allen took a big bite of his honeyed pancake, chewed once, then whimpered like a dying man.
"Haaah… it's tough… it's fucking tough… I'm dying… maybe today's my last day in this world…"
Jasper side-eyed his wives and daughters and groaned.
"Not only you, Allen… I'm dying too… aaah my body hurts… feels like someone sucked every drop of blood and cum out of me."
Oswald joined in, voice cracked and pathetic.
"Really… I never thought these women would be this fucking ruthless. Last night was pure horror. Now I just want to eat, sleep and repeat for the next four days. I don't have a single drop of energy left for any fertility festival.
Mia chuckled around a mouthful of food, then looked at Allen.
"If you die, Westeria will cry her pretty eyes out. And who's gonna take care of my luci, Aren't you his personal butler?
She turned to Jasper.
"And you… what the hell did you even do to end up feeling like a dried-up corpse?"
Oswald immediately pouted at her.
"Madam, I also said I'm dying! Why didn't you ask me anything?"
Mia gave him a teasing little smile.
"Because you lot are stupid. From the way you're all crying I can already tell you spent the whole night getting fucked raw. Why else would you be blaming your wives and daughters?"
"True enough," Oswald muttered, "but even if that's the case it's not our fault. Ask Sir Jasper if you want the real story."
"Oh is that so?" Mia leaned in. "Tell me, Jasper. What's the matter?"
Before Jasper could open his mouth, Jeff stuffed an entire boiled egg in, chewed, swallowed, and cut in.
"Leave these pathetic bastards alone, Mia. Before anything else, assign some people to me so I can prepare the gifts and donations for tomorrow's event. Lucifer decided every family in Westerifer gets ten pounds of oats and four silver. And even though I'm not half as broken as these dumbfucks, I still can't do it all by myself."
Almost at the same second every man of the Velmora household turned and stared at Jeff with pure murder in their eyes.
Jeff's sheepish smile faltered.
"…What, motherfuckers? Why the fuck are you all looking at me like that?"
The dam finally broke.
Cedric bellowed across the table,
"That's all *your* fucking fault, you limp-dick bastard! We're suffering because of you!...You're the reason every man here is walking around like a drained husk!"
Every woman of the Velmora household except Mia, Amelia and Veronica burst out laughing.
Mia wiped a tear of mirth from her eye and looked at Jeff.
"Alright, what the hell did this bastard do this time?"
Westeria answered, still smiling.
"Ahh, remember yesterday? Jason took that box of pills from Young Master to teach Sir Jeff a lesson for once again bragging about his stamina? Veronica was there when he handed the box over."
"Yes, I remember."
"So Jason and I cooked up a plan. We gave one black pill and one violet pill to every woman who wasn't already pregnant. Only exception was Oriana."
Mia threw her head back and laughed.
"Ahh, so that's how it is. I don't even need the rest of the story. You distributed the pills, every woman swallowed them, got ridiculously horny, and then fucked every man in the house dry without a single break. Am I wrong?"
"Spot on," Westeria confirmed. "After midnight the women of this household fucked every last one of these poor bastards until there was nothing left."
Duke Denford raised an eyebrow.
"Sounds like something rather extraordinary happened last night that I somehow missed. My lady… could you explain what exactly those black and violet pills are?
"Gladly." Westeria set her cup down. "They're nutrition pills Young Master concocted himself. He made thousands of them. Every type has its own effects."
"Lucifer can make medicine?"
"Yes. And even though the effects are… unusual, I don't think there's anyone in Westerifer more skilled with medicine than him."
"Alright then. What do the ones you mentioned do?"
"I only named two so far—black and violet. Pick one."
"Black first."
"Ahh, the booster pill. It's a supplement that increases stamina and performance by two hundred percent for a full day. The weaker version gives a hundred-and-fifty percent boost for half a day. Fun fact.....it works even better on women than on men. Another fun fact: it can temporarily add two or three inches to a man's cock. Maximum duration is one day."
Half the table gasped. Only Velmora and Kielname stayed unfazed.
Aria slammed her palm on the table in excitement.
"Is that for real?!"
"Why would I lie?"
Denford of Redbarn leaned forward.
"And the violet one?"
Dimancy answered around a bite of toast.
"It's a pure stimulant. It dials arousal up to another level entirely. Comes in low, mid and high grades—exactly what the names suggest. Low is mild,medium is alredy enough and high is fucking over the top...."
"So you all took both, got super-stamina plus insane arousal, and drained these men dry?"
"Not both together," dimancy clarified. "I only took the black one. Still got the violet sitting somewhere. As for the others… I can't speak for what they swallowed."
One of Duke Gelvin's wives, Qyrel, spoke carefully.
"No offense, but I find it hard to believe these pills even exist. Has anyone actually watched him make them?"
Another wife added, "I've never seen anything like that in my life."
Neria, Denford's main wife, asked politely, "You said your Young Master made many kinds of pills. What are the others besides these two?"
Westeria smiled.
"Honestly even I don't know the full list. I only know three more: milk candies, TL pills, and the green pill."
Imogen, another of Denford's wives, sipped her fruit juice.
"Don't just name them—tell us what they do."
"Gladly. Milk candies first. They taste like sweetened horse milk, pale colour. Effect? They make you lactate. You start producing milk a few minutes after swallowing one, and it lasts three to four hours."
Jumana wrinkled her nose.
"That's a pretty useless pill, isn't it? Why even invent it?"
Mia raised an eyebrow.
"Why is it useless?"
"Because we already lactate when we're pregnant and for a while after. Our milk is enough for the babies, and once they grow up they don't need it anymore. So what's the point?"
"Maybe it's useless to *you*," Mia said calmly..."but not to us. My Lucifer still drinks from me. He loves it. Not just mine—everyone's breasts in this house. My nephew Jason loves it too. Tristian as well. And every woman here enjoys giving them that kind of affection. So no, I don't think the milk candies are useless if they make our boys happy."
Jumana shrugged.
"Matter of perspective, I suppose. What's useless to one person can be treasure to another."
Imogen pressed on.
"And the TL pills and the green ones?"
Ruby answered this time.
"Nothing complicated. TL pill stops unwanted pregnancy."
Duchess Velora of Livingstone nearly choked.
"Unwanted pregnancy? What woman in this entire world doesn't *want* to get pregnant? Who the hell are the lunatics taking that kind of pill?"
"I am,"...Ruby said flatly.
Mia followed, "Me too."
Misty, while serving pickled vegetable salad to Gelvin, added, "I'm on it as well."
Velora stared.
"Why the heck?"
Ruby explained, "All three of us are deliberately avoiding pregnancy right now because we want to carry Lucifer's seed. He's promised to impregnate us on the first day of the fertility festival."
Velora looked scandalised.
"And your sons and husbands don't have a problem with that? Do you realise what they'll think of you for refusing their children?"
"They won't think anything of it. It's not that I don't want to carry Jason's or Jeff's child--I'm just postponing it until next year. Both of them already know and neither objected."
Jason nodded cheerfully.
"Yep. No problem if Mommy wants to birth Big Brother's kid first."
Jeff simply nodded as well.
Ruby finished, "In short, we want to get knocked up on the festival day, not before. We're saving our wombs."
Velora still looked frustrated.
"And what if Lucifer can't impregnate all of you on the festival?"
Mia's voice was pure confidence.
"Impossible. I believe in my Luci. In the past five months he's already put a child in more than three hundred women. Just a few days ago he knocked up about two hundred women from Holygrill State--my newest daughter-in-law Oriana is one of them."
"Three hundred-plus in five months? Are you sure you're not exaggerating?"
"If you don't believe me, ask Lady Aria of Holycross. Or ask anyone in Serendity."
Aria met Velora's eyes and simply nodded.
"Yes. Lucifer really did that."
Nicole Kidman, Velora's husband, cleared his throat.
"Then what about the green pill?"
Mia turned a teasing smile on Selene.
"You answer it. Share your experience with Sir Nicole."
Selene huffed.
"Why should I? It was Sister silva, who used it with my first husband. She should be the one explaining."
Mia waved a hand.
"Fine enough." She looked at silva. "Answer it, dear."