FiOP Bonus Chapter 01

In an alternate world where I went with my first idea…

I woke up again with Silk and Tems draped over me. Then I felt it, Silk pissed the bed again. I pushed her off me and onto the ground, waking her up. I scratched some of the fleas from me as she jumped up from the sudden shock of being tossed out of the bed. She looked at me angrily as she asked. “What the heck was that for, Master?”

I looked upset at her as I explained. “You pissed the bed again. You know you’re not allowed in the bed because you keep doing that. Why did I buy that doggy bed for you if you’re not going to use it?” She looked at me sheepishly as her tail swished back in forth from the confrontation. “I’m sorry, Master, I just want to be close to you.”

I pulled her into my embrace as I kissed her good morning, her tail swaying in excitement as I did so. “You know the rules. Until you stop pissing in the bed, the only time you’re allowed on it is when I’m fucking you there.” I swatted her on the ass, which drew a moan from her, as I continued. “Now, go make sure the other animal kin are all still okay.”

I woke Tems up next. She was always a heavy sleeper, so after I got sick of shaking her, I picked her up and carried her into the kitchen before sliding a piece of bacon under her nose. Her head bobbed as she sniffed in the scent, waking up at the same moment she bit down on the bacon, almost biting my fingers. “Jeez, you almost took my fingers off.”

I bonked her on the head as she held tears in her eyes. “Tems sorry, Master, she just smelled delicious food and acted.” I brought her into a good morning kiss as I swatted her on the ass. “Go make us some eggs to add to this breakfast before you eat any more bacon.” I looked around the kitchen and saw Cherry had already woken up at some point and was making breakfast.

She wasn’t wearing anything except an apron; all of my women walked around in the nude when we were in our home. I walked up behind her as I grabbed her by her hips and backed her up into me. She let out an unconscious moan as I turned her face for a moment to give her her morning kiss. I line myself up as I give her a few morning pumps as well. Only enough to let her know again she was mine, because elves loved to be claimed like that.

I got dressed as Tems brought out a dozen eggs she had laid for us to eat. It was still odd. I knew that cannibalism was a common thing, but Tems cared so little for her own future children that it still made me feel odd. It was like a switch for her; the moment she hit a certain age, the only thing she’d care about would be raising her future children. Until then, she liked the taste of her eggs as much as the rest of us.

I put on my clothes as I made my way to the barn. Sarah was already waiting for me inside. Perhaps the only person who loved milking her more than I was herself. Her body was facing downwards as I walked over. She noticed me, and I could hear her mutter. “F-finally. I’ve been waiting all morning for this…” 

My hands wrapped around one of her breasts as I squeezed. “Oh fuck that’s good.” She grunted every time I squeezed her tit. “Nnnn, harder.” My fingers dug into her flesh until they were no longer visible as the white liquid sprayed out even faster.

“Fuck! Spank my ass.” My hand broke contact with her breast as it quickly came down on her ass, leaving behind a squeal of painful pleasure and a red mark. I moved to her other breast as I began massaging out the milk more softly with a smirk on my face. The care I handled her tits with left her more flustered than happy. “Come on, squeeze them like they owe you money.”

I smiled as I was done teasing her. Squeezing with all I could, I finally got a sound I hadn’t heard in a while because it embarrassed her. “Nnnn-MOOOO!” I chuckled in her ear as I whispered. “You stay in this milking machine until I get back, and I’ll finish your bottom half as well.” Her pussy was already wet from her milking. I could see her bottom lips clench at the thought of me pounding into her while she was held down by the machine.

Moving on to the beehive next, I met with the queen. I was still waiting for the ball to drop with her, but the tentative alliance I made with her allowed me to collect honey. The queen was a three-foot-tall woman, and the thing she wanted for her honey was… “Did you bring the semen?” I handed over the jar of semen, and she handed over the jar of honey. “Pleasure doing business with you.”

I had to ask again. “You know… I can always give you the semen fresh from the tap if you want.” She gave me a little smirk before brushing me off. “Perhaps if you prove yourself an ally in the future, for now we’ll keep to our arrangement.” I left her to her business as her royal guards flew between us. I would never risk breaking our agreement by attacking her, but it was smart of her not to trust every human who deals with her.

It wasn’t time to collect the sheep beastkin’s wool, it would still be years of selling her wool before I paid off the cost I bought her for at the slave auction. The spider silk from the spider beastkin I defeated and claimed also didn’t need to be collected yet. I went back to the barn and made good on my promise to ravage Sarah if she stayed in the machine, then got to work. Today was going to be a hot day as I wiped the sweat off my forehead.

…

The original story was going to be dramatically different from what it turned out to be, but certain things changed how the story went. The protagonist was closer to the kind I normally write; he was a snarky, extremely competent man who was out for himself, and he was going to play a much bigger role in gaining his wives through fighting. I changed my mind as I was starting to get burnt out on writing that particular character from my Marvel/DC fanfic.

He was also going to bed more characters, like two or three times as many, maybe one new girl every five chapters, but that’s too many, even now I think it’s too much, but he needs to in order to get stronger, so it makes no sense for him to not sleep with every woman he can. Most of his future wives have already been revealed, but there are a few far later on that haven’t been introduced yet.

The plan is to have another two parts similar in length to this one, then maybe one final part half as long to explain what happens in the future. The story is going to speed up compared to the first part. A single year has passed, but the next part will be approximately five years, and ten to twenty for the third part, with the final part skipping years as the world changes because of the protagonist and his family.

I only have a rough guideline I’m going off of, most of the farming chapters are stuff I’ve read about and forgotten, or new stuff I’ve learned about. I just read about cross-pollinating for peppers recently, so that was added into the story and changed the story because of it. I want to write more, but I’ve had tennis elbow the past few months, and I’m just waiting for it to get better before I focus on writing more than one chapter a day.