My Bunch of Stories

Kuroinu / Overlord: Overlady of Eostia 2

A cool breeze rocked the branches fo the tree you sat under, the cooling gale feeling splendid on the copious amount of skin your armor left revealed. Your plump ass was firmly sat upon an old stump beside a shady willow tree, giving you a good view of your band of minions while you took a breather. It had been a couple days since your ascent to Overlady, and you can firmly state you thought being an evil tyrant would be more exciting.

Leaning against your leg, cuddling it adorably was one of your minions, tired and napping from the long day of chasing and beating random farm animals to death. Lazily you rubbed her head, causing your little subordinate to coo in her sleep. A ruffle in the branches caught your attention, making you turn and see Midna who had manifested in the shadows of the branches.

Y/n: Hey Midna, mind telling me again why were slaughtering the sheep and cows?

Your minion overseer giggled to herself as she laid seductively on the branch and gestured to a group of minions beating a dead horse. A spherical miasma arising from the animal carcass as the minions cheered and began scooping up the energy in their arms and running in your direction.

Midna: We're collecting life force my liege, a vital part of raising your armed forces.

Y/n: K, pretend I don't know what that is because I only got this job two days ago

Midna smirked playfully while the minions arrived with the spheres of energy miasma, your subordinates pushed the energy against you and before you could react it began to absorb itself into your body. You moaned at the feeling, your pussy moistening as you felt the swell of power grow in your body before dissipating.

Midna: Life Force is as it says, the energy of souls and life. As the overlord your mere presence forces the energy to manifest in tangible state, prime to be absorbed into your being and then funneled back into the tower heart through you. We use this energy to conjure more minions and as fuel for the high pinnacles of arcane arts.

Hearing her words you leaned back against the trunk of the willow tree, breasts jiggling with each breath. As you pondered Midna's words you idly noticed the rapt awe that your minions looked at you with, their locked on your skimpily clad form. It still took some getting used to the utter worship they had for you, but every day you rebelled more and more in the attention of your minions, their worshiping behavior and blushing faces fueling your pride. And in return you found yourself attached to the goblin like girls. Taking the sleeping minion into your lap you let her head, awakening her as she melted into your grip.

Y/n: So the more farm animals we butcher the more minions I get, sounds like quite a bargain.

Midna: Indeed, and when we have enough forces built up we can turn to rebuilding the tower and reuniting the other three minion tribes. We'll need all of your subjects if we are to remind the whores of the seven Princess alliance of this world's true ruler.

Y/n: Are there any methods to speed up life force farming? It seems that we might be—

You shuddered and moaned in pleasure as several minions returned with more of the life force energy, the pleasurable swell of power caused You to hug the minion in your lap deep against your breasts, her head nuzzling you while trapped in marshmallow hell.

Y/n: We seem to be mostly out of farm animals.

From her perch Midna smirked at you, not that you saw it. With a flicker of magic the shadowy minion appeared behind you, pressing her small bosom against your back as she leaned to whisper in your ear.

Midna: There are other methods of life force farming that produce greater results, and is much preferred by your subjects. However as your overseer I cannot recommend it at this time, your too inexperienced to handle the strain it'll put your body under.