Our first night together in my humble cave was amazing, we mated furiously until we finally wore each other out and fell into a deep slumber on my makeshift bed. I had kept her close in my arms through the whole night with my erection locked firmly in her womanhood, only slipping out once I finally went flaccid in my sleep. The next day I wondered how much of my iron determination to breed her was a result of my curse, and how much was simply what I personally wanted.
Before I had met Autumn I was aimlessly drifting from place to place, finding opportunities and fertile females to ward off the worst of my cursed urges and doing little more than just existing. However, after Autumn mystified me with her vision of an entire group of devoted women, all tending to my every whim and desire, all of them carrying my children and their breasts heavy with milk... an ember of purpose had begun to flare and glow deep in my soul and it threatened to grow into an overwhelming inferno. Autumn would be the first among many in my harem and whether it be by sweet seduction or brutish force I was resolved to see this dream through to its completion.
She laughed and smiled when I told her my thoughts on how much I seemed to want this, then sat down with me next to the cave's fireplace to talk it over.
"Well when those frigid old hags put that curse on you, I think the magic must have actually taken a bit of a liking to you. Sure, most skinny little peasant virgins are gonna think you're some scary-ass troll come to eat their bones or whatever crap their mothers tell them, but try to think about it from a different perspective, like the one I see it from!
Now the magic had to do something to you, since those old bitches forced it to, but I bet it sensed the grit and steel in your sell-sword soul and decided to make you into something like an avatar of fucking and breeding! Seriously, look at your cock! That thing's the perfect length! Big enough to both inspire fear and command respect but not so big that you break whatever you stick it in. The perfect dick! Honestly, I could talk about your spear for ages and not get bored."
She couldn't help but take my lance in hand and plant little kisses on it from the tip of my head all way down my shaft to my stomach, and I couldn't help but laugh at both the sensation and her outrageous personality. She knew what she wanted, and I suppose I did now too, thanks to her. She stopped her little affectionate pecks but still kept my sword in one hand and started to fondle and massage my testicles with her other.
Remarkably, she lost little focus as she lovingly tended to me and then continued her little speech. "I guess what I really mean to say is that I think the magic had to turn you into something that a shitty coven like theirs would consider a monster, but when it touched your core, it liked what it saw. Essentially, it made you into a 'monster' but also something that would be perfect for achieving what you really want deep down."
"What I want? Deep down?" I echoed her last thought, mulling it over in my head. I hadn't realized until this point that I had wanted this all along, even before my curse and transformation.
"Yeah," she chirped, "What you really want! To knock up every horny slut in the whole province and make a whole damn kingdom full of pregnant women with massive tits bursting with milk and aching loins desperate for more of your perfect dick!" She started now to masturbate me in earnest, wrapping both of her hands around my thick pole and stroking with a passion that seemed to invigorate my own.
"That's what we'll do! We'll get so many of these sexy peasant bitches knocked up with your thick hot cum that they'll have no choice but to submit to your fat cock and recognize you as their ruler! Then we'll get all those sexy fucking subjects to milk themselves like they milk their cows and sell it off as a famous trade good to all the other kingdoms!"
After that last degenerate line I couldn't contain myself anymore and with a roar, I fired a massive load of seed into the air, coating Autumn's face and her hands and my stomach with my hot essence. She kept stroking as I did so, only taking one hand off of my pulsing penis to wipe bits of fresh semen from her face onto her finger and then greedily licking it clean as if it were the sweetest honey in the world. Once more I found myself laying on my back basking in the warm afterglow of post-orgasm, lazily watching Autumn tongue-bathe my semi-erect rod clean.
"You talk dirtier than old mercenaries I work with once long time ago." I cooed at her. Her fevered and frenzied licentious talk had brought me to a number of impassioned climaxes already despite the short amount of time we'd spent together.
"Your ability to speak properly is improving," she noted after licking the last little bit of cum from the edge of her mouth, "maybe after just a few more days of listening to my obvious mastery of language you'll be right back on track with your talking!"
"I mean it," I continued, "You talk really filthy. Really good. I love it." I paused then and thought for a moment before going on. "You mean some of that about kingdom? You really think maybe we make something like that?" Autumn did blush a bit then, and stammered out a response.
"W-well, I uh, suppose we could maybe get somewhere like that eventually. Honestly a lot of that was just that I get so exited about being with you, talking with you, having sex with you and eventually getting to carry your children that I wind up going a little bit overboard." She laid down beside me and I rolled to my side and held her close, my hands grasping her breasts possessively and my spent manhood nestling snugly between the cheeks of her fat buttocks.
Grunting contentedly, I began to slowly and lovingly kiss her neck and back while I listened to her finish her thoughts. "Mmm, I love it when you hold me like this. I feel like I finally have a place where I really belong, like I'm finally where I'm supposed to be. I really did try to find someone in the village you know?" She huffed with frustration. I nuzzled her sympathetically and she sighed happily, her whole body beginning to properly relax in my embrace before starting again.
"But whenever I shared my dreams or fantasies or let my dirty talk run wild none of those peasant men could handle it. Sometimes they'd insist I start attending that damn church they're so fond of. That was what finally drove me to live on my own, and to eventually take up witchcraft. Every once in a while a specific merchant would come through and after getting to know her and sharing my woes, she sympathized with my predicament and revealed that she had gone through something similar.
After that, she became a witch and traveled the roads selling potions, herbs and the occasional healing spell. I bought a few of her writings on sorcery that she had made and every time she came through I picked up a few more and before I knew it, I was a full-fledged witch." She went silent for a moment, enjoying my kisses and caresses then spoke up again. "You know, if she comes through again, I'll have to ask her if she'd like to join us. She seemed like a bit of a lonely soul like how I was before I met you, and I'll bet she hasn't been properly fucked in a long time too."
We cuddled and groped and playfully teased for a time, then moved to our bed and fell asleep entangled with one another as was quickly becoming routine. The days seemed to pass by so easily now, the crushing loneliness I had struggled with for so long had been thoroughly destroyed by Autumn's presence and camaraderie and I was amazed at the power she seemed to wield to have so easily crushed my oldest foe.
With the two of us supporting and encouraging each other it wasn't long before we began to truly establish ourselves at our new home. We had started a small garden near the front of the cave and kept it irrigated with water from the pond formed by the nearby waterfall.
I would venture out and hunt game both large and small and Autumn would tend to the garden or fish in the pond. After a few days, we had gathered a fair amount of furs and hides from my hunting and I helped carry them through the woods to Autumn's village for her to sell. I kept an eye on her as best I could from the edge of the concealing forest, but soon enough she was on her way back, though I was surprised to see another figure accompanying her.
Instinctively I hid among the ferns and bushes and watched as they approached, noting that Autumn seemed to be in no distress and that the person with her was clearly feminine. Autumn and this new woman both carried a hand cart behind them and as they finally entered the woods proper, Autumn called out to me.
"Okay Grimald, it's safe to come out! This lady with me is the traveling merchant I told you about. She happened to actually be in town and helped me get a good price for our hides." Somewhat reluctantly, I rose out of the brush and stepped into view, Autumn's face visibly brightening from reuniting with me. I admit I missed her as well, even if it had only been for a few hours. The stranger's face was fun to watch as I emerged, a look of shock, then alarm, then cautious but well-contained excitement washing sequentially over her features.
She was just a bit shorter than Autumn, but was just as beautiful in her own way. While Autumn was full-bodied and voluptuous, this woman was lithe and fit, clearly a body honed from many years of travel. Her legs were long and graceful and she gave off a sense of quiet confidence like she always knew what was going on but had no need to brag about it.
