"Bodyguard?" Harry replied.
"Of course," replied Soula, "You will need to create Fey to protect your dungeon. It only makes sense to make them attractive. Monster girls who will drain your cock and keep you safe."
Harry dick twitched at the thought of a harem of monster girls doting on him. It surprised him he was ready to fuck again. In the last half an hour he had fucked Soula and pounded Kitty to the point of unconsciousness. The blue-skinned OnlyFans girl was still passed out on the floor in front of them, covered in sex fluids.
"How do I get started?" Harry asked, his dick already half hard.
Soula directed him to touch the Soul Crystal. "You have the water glyph, which means you have the ability to create water sprites. If you destroy other Dungeon Masters you will gain their ruins, giving you access to new forms of magic."
"Hence the reason for bodyguards in the first place." Harry said.
Soula nodded at him, a deadly serious expression on her face. Harry realized there was as much danger in this world as there was fun to be had.
"Well, let's do this." Harry said, placing both hands on the Soul Crystal.
Twice the size of him, the Crystal was still the only source of light in the room. It thrummed with a deep resonance. Harry could feel the raw power it harnessed, the deep well of mana available to him. He intuitively knew he could channel that mana.
Into anything I want. I can reshape reality to my will.
Harry thought.
Yes, you can.
The voice of Soula replied.
Harry blinked, shocked by the other voice.
Why wouldn't I be in your head?
Soula asked silently,
We're Soul Bound. Reality bends to your will, but it bends through me.
"I'm going to have to bend you over, to my will." Harry laughed out loud. Soula smiled, reaching out to caress Harry's manhood.
I am yours, totally.
She said in his mind, her eyes an expression of pure submissiveness. Harry's cock became fully erect in her hands as she repositioned behind him. He felt her soft breasts on his back, her delicate hand slowly stroking his cock.
Close your eyes
, Soula said, and Harry did so- half from the pleasure of his Soul Crystal's attention.
Concentrate on the power, feel the mana at your control.
Harry felt the deep well of power. He instinctively knew how much power he had at his disposal. He could also feel some of that mana being channeled into Kitty.
All your creations require mana to maintain,
Soula said,
but the cost to maintain is less than the cost to create.
Harry remembered the rush of power he felt to create Kitty. It had been much more intense than the small steady stream of mana she used now.
Harry had just imagined Kitty, saw her in his mind, and she had manifested before his eyes. It gave him an idea.
He focused on the room they were in. The rough rocky walls and the cold stone floor. In his mind he smoothed the walls, hanging warm tapestries from the now domed ceiling, adding sconces of torches along the wall.
He felt the same rush of power as when he created Kitty, and opened his eyes. Just as he expected, the room was just as he imagined.
"Amazing!" Soula exclaimed, "You learn quickly." She stroked him faster, excited by his progress.
Harry groaned, his cock demanding full attention.
"Sorry, Master, I've gotten you too excited." Soula apologized.
Don't you dare slow down.
Harry commanded her.
"We better spawn your water sprites," she said, "they will take care of this." She shook his raging hard on.
"Yes. Now. How." Harry grunted. His dick was stealing his ability to focus.
Imagine a pool of water.
He did so.
See her rising out of the pool.
It was an amorphous blob to begin with, the water rising unnaturally from the pool. The shape resolved into a vague humanoid form, before the water started rippling away to reveal a woman's body.
Her skin was much more blue than Kitty's, the body resolving to be well toned with shapely curves.
Almost like Mystique from the old XMen movies,
Harry thought,
but she needs bigger tits.
The body rippled again, her bust expanding considerably.
"Bigger!" Harry demanded, his cock taking creative control.
Her tits swelled, and so did his hard-on.
"And a bigger ass. She needs an ass I can fuck."
The sprite's shape obeyed his command, Mystique becoming bimbofied.