Building Harem Town 2

by Eric Vall

  “It feels so good now that you know more about me,” the strawberry-blonde priestess sighed. “I’ve never told anyone before about how… sensitive my wings are.”

  “Don’t other fairies know?” I asked. “None of your friends ever talked about it?”

  “Penelope and Nicola are the two first real friends I’ve ever had,” Aleia admitted. “I always spent so much time with my family helping with my brothers and sisters. Clearly, I could never ask my mother about such things, and I only had brothers who were close in age to me, so we couldn’t talk about it, either.”

  “What about those boyfriends you had?” I teased her. “Did they ever try to touch your wings?”

  “One did,” the fairy confessed as her cheeks turned bright pink. “But I didn’t really know what he was doing, as I was very young at the time. You really are my first, my lord.”

  “You don’t know how happy that makes me, Aleia,” I said to the strawberry-blonde.

  I didn’t mind if a woman had a past, but the priestesses’ innocence was definitely part of their appeal, and the thought of being Aleia’s first and only was really fucking hot.

  “I’m glad, master,” Aleia said as she gazed down at the ground. “I’m almost back to the camp now… was there anything else you wanted to talk about?”

  “I can always tell you I love you again, which I do, very much,” I said to the fairy. “I’m glad you’re opening up to me a bit more, and I’ll let you be the one to tell your secret to Nicola and Penelope.”

  “We’ll see,” Aleia said as she bowed her head and deposited a huge pile of rocks near the building site.

  Nicola was digging right nearby, and the dark-haired priestess wiped sweat off her forehead and leaned on her shovel to talk to the fairy.

  “Why are you blushing?” the brunette asked in a playful tone.

  “I’ve been carrying a lot,” the strawberry-blonde answered as her cheeks got redder and redder. “It’s very hot, too.”

  “Yes, I’ve noticed the weather,” Nicola sighed. “But I was wondering why you look pinker than normal.”

  “I don’t!” Aleia protested.

  “Well, I haven’t heard Jack around in a while, either,” the dark-haired woman snickered. “I’m not going to ask you what happened last night because you said you don’t want to talk about it, but I’m here if you ever need to chat.”

  “Thanks, Nicola.” The fairy smiled, and some of the embarrassed tension eased from the lines of her face. “That’s very kind of you.”

  “I mean it,” the dark-haired woman said as she put her arm around the fairy. “Aren’t we sisters, after all?”

  “Of course,” Aleia laughed. “Nicola, I’m sorry I haven’t told you more.”

  “I just don’t know why everyone has so much to hide these days,” the brunette sniffed.

  “You’re secretive, too,” the fairy told the dark-haired woman. “You don’t talk about all your time with Jack.”

  “I’m happy to tell you about what Jack and I do,” Nicola laughed. “First, we usually--”

  “This conversation is getting out of hand,” I cut in. “Why don’t you talk about these things at the creek, where I can’t hear you?”

  “Okayyy,” the brunette snickered before she gestured to the trench. “As you can see, we’re making really good progress. I would guess we’ve done at least another ten feet in the past few minutes.”

  “Can I dig?” Aleia asked as she held out her hand for the shovel. “I don’t mind taking a turn if you’re tired.”

  “I’d be happy to let you dig,” Nicola laughed. “I need some water, anyway.”

  “It’s been a long day already, so should you feed the gnomes?” I wondered.

  “I should check the snare, but one rabbit won’t be enough to feed all of us,” the brunette mused. “The gnomes said they brought some food from their garden, so I suppose we could always eat that. Should I tell everyone we’re taking a break?”

  “I think they deserve one,” I answered.

  Though the gnomes always had rosy cheeks, Wilfrim and Balabar were completely scarlet. They had rolled up the sleeves of their white shirts, but their heavy clothes weren’t made for working in the hot summer sun, and their pointed hats didn’t provide anything in the way of shade, either.

  “You look hot, Wilfrim,” Nicola said as she walked up to the two small creatures.

  “Gnomes were made for the woods,” Wilfrim gasped. “But I’m great. I’m used to working with my hands all day. How are you, sweetheart?”

  “Fine, as usual, Wilfrim,” the brunette said with a smirk on her face. “How are you? Do you need a break?”

  “I wouldn’t mind some water and to rest for a few minutes,” the old gnome confessed. “Even though I’m still feeling strong, I’m not as young as I used to be.”

  “I don’t feel as young as I used to, either,” Balabar cut in as he came to stand by his father. “You’re certainly giving us a lot of work to do around here.”

  “Balabar, you know it’s in exchange for their protection.” Wilfrim frowned.

  “Oh, they know I’m kidding,” Balabar said with a wave of his hand, but I wondered if the gnomish man had ever actually told a joke in his life.

  “Well, I’m saying to watch your mouth, son,” the old man warned Balabar. “These women have been more than hospitable toward us.”

  “I suppose,” the young man sighed. “I just thought we were going to spend more time discussing Jack today.”

  He wanted to discuss me? That was interesting.

  “Did you say you wanted to talk about Jack?” Nicola asked as she blinked at the gnome in surprise.

  “Um, yeah, I-I suppose I did,” Balabar stuttered as his face flushed even more, and he averted his eyes to the side.

  “You can talk to us,” Aleia said with a smile. “What did you want to know?”

  “Oh, uh, about his miracles, I suppose,” the gnome man muttered with an embarrassed look on his face.

  “Let’s go sit down, and we can talk more,” Aleia suggested. “And then hopefully, with my help, we can finish building the trench tonight.”

  “Are you willing to come back tomorrow to build?” Nicola asked the gnomes. “We could definitely use the help…”

  “Yes, we’re here until the project is done,” Wilfrim confirmed. “And that’s true no matter what my idiot son says. Just ignore him.”

  The two gnomes and the two women walked over to the garden where Penelope, Nissa, and Elowise were talking, but the three women immediately grew quiet when the others walked up.

  “Hi, Penelope,” Nicola said to the naiad. “Are you feeling alright?”

  “Yes!” the blue woman replied. “In fact, I’ve been receiving some excellent advice from Elowise.”

  “Does that mean…” Aleia trailed off.

  “Yes, I told Elowise and Nissa,” Penelope said with a nod. “They are still somewhat doubtful, I fear, but--”

  “Doubtful about what?” Balabar asked as he looked intently at the naiad.

  “Oh, well, you see,” the blue woman began in a slightly flustered tone. “I’m going to have a baby…”

  “I knew it!” The gnome man rubbed his palms together and smirked at Penelope. “And this happened when your god came down, correct?”

  “That’s right,” the naiad said as her brow furrowed. “What, do you have something to say about it?”

  “Perhaps this is the type of miracle I’ve been waiting for, family!” the young gnome man said with a triumphant look in his eyes. “I suppose we will find out more when the baby is born. But how will we know for sure that the god is the father?”

  “Balabar, don’t make the young woman feel uncomfortable,” Wilfrim scolded him before he turned back to the blue woman. “Penelope, I say congratulations to you, as this is wonderful news. And if your god is the father, all the better.”

  “Jack is real, and he’s wonderful,” Nicola chimed in, and I was pleased to hear the brune
tte supporting me. “I, too, was doubtful at first, but I have come to be very devout.”

  “What changed your mind?” Nissa leaned forward and gazed at the dark-haired woman.

  “You feel it when he speaks to you,” the brunette explained. “When we came to this garden and prayed at the altar for the first time, I didn’t expect anything to happen. And when I suddenly heard Jack’s voice in my head, I still didn’t know what was going on. But I have met Jack in person, and I have, well… I’m a true believer now.”

  I would have to thank her for that in the bedroom later.

  “Perhaps you should pray at the altar!” Penelope suggested as she gestured over to the white stone pedestal. “Maybe then Jack would speak to you, too!”

  “Um…” Elowise said as she took a couple steps backward, “I don’t know if we’re ready to do that, dear. We would really need to have a family discussion first. Right, Wilfrim, Balabar, Nissa?”

  “I think so,” Wilfrim said in a rueful tone, and he put his arm around his wife. “But perhaps… what I mean to say is, may I speak directly to Jack for a moment? Not in prayer necessarily, only in discussion.”

  “Of course,” Penelope said with shining eyes. “Oh, this is so exciting.”

  “Jack,” the old man began, and he even looked up at the sky as if he would spot me hiding behind a cloud, “if you are there, we do not mean to offend you. We simply need to talk about this further. If Penelope is truly having your baby, that would be miraculous, indeed.”

  “Tell him that’s fine,” I said to the women. “He can take all the time he needs. I’m not in the business of forcing people to worship me.”

  “He says there’s no hurry,” Penelope reported back to Wilfrim. “Jack is a most gentle and gracious god.”

  “Good.” The old man cleared his throat. “Well, what are we eating for lunch?”

  “I think whatever you brought, plus apples,” Penelope replied. “I am also happy to fish, but I believe you’re fine without meat, is that correct?

  “Yes, I don’t need meat at all,” Elowise cut in. “Penelope, you should eat soon. I haven’t seen you put a thing in your mouth since we got here.”

  “Great, another person to baby me,” the naiad sighed as she rolled her pale blue eyes, but she had a smile on her face.

  “Come, sit down,” Nicola said as she held out her hand. “We can sit on our old bedding in the grass, which I just set up for us. Can you believe this is what we used to sleep on before you gave us those luxurious blankets?”

  “Oh, my, that is terrible.” Elowise put a hand over her mouth. “Well, I’m glad we could help. Here, let me cut the melon.”

  The old woman sliced up pieces of orange and green melon and handed them out to everyone. The children had started to circle around, and they soon happily had juice running down their faces.

  Nicola gathered apples from the tree and passed them out, and soon everyone had more than enough fruit to eat. Nissa gave Roza a tiny bit of the orange melon, and the baby cooed happily.

  “Well, back to work,” Wilfrim said after a few minutes of eating, and the old man looked up at the sky again. “I’d say we still have a few hours left of daylight.”

  “Tell him I appreciate all the work they’re doing,” I told the priestesses.

  “Jack is grateful,” Aleia said to the gnomes. “He wants you to understand how much he appreciates your work.”

  “Well, you’re welcome.” The old gnomish man bowed his head. “Now, let’s start digging again.”

  Aleia grabbed the shovel to take turns with Nicola and Penelope, and both Elowise and Nissa joined in, even though the blonde gnome had Roza strapped to her chest. The extra hands, particularly the fairy’s, made the work look easy, and just as the sun had completely set in the sky, the group cheered.

  “Jack, we finished!” Penelope said as she clapped her hands together. “I can’t believe it!”

  “Great work,” I praised the women. “Tomorrow you can line the trench with that half-foot of sand at the bottom, make mortar, and start building with the rocks that Aleia has already brought. You’re going to be done so quickly.”

  “We’ll be back tomorrow, but I think we should try to get some rest,” Wilfrim said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

  “You should bathe in the stream near your camp,” Penelope suggested. “I blessed the water here, but I don’t know if it travels upstream… if it doesn’t do anything, I’ll come bless your water soon.”

  “That would be wonderful, dear,” Elowise said with a nod. “We’ll see you again in the morning, though perhaps not too early.”

  Wilfrim tipped his hat at the women, and the small creatures began to make their way up toward the road.

  “We should do something special for the gnomes after this,” Nicola mused as the small creatures walked away. “Throw them some sort of feast, or give them a gift…”

  “Wilfrim really seemed to like that sling,” Aleia reminded the other two priestesses. “Maybe we could make him one, too.”

  “Yeah, I haven’t seen them with any sort of long-range weapons of their own,” I commented. “That could always be useful.”

  “What enemy will be next?” Nicola mused. “I, for one, can’t wait to find out.”

  “I hope you’re being sarcastic, sister,” Penelope said with pursed lips.

  “It never stops,” I sighed. “I just want to keep my women happy and safe.”

  “I’m happy,” Penelope said as she built a fire outside the living quarters. The naiad’s eyes glinted in the light of the flames, and she had a euphoric smile on her face.

  “Yes, I’m happy, too,” Aleia agreed. The fairy laid back on the grass and looked up at the stars, and a smile also spread across her lips. “Very happy.”

  “We know you are, Aleia,” Nicola snickered as she laid down next to the strawberry-blonde. “You have been all day.”

  “Stop it, sister,” Aleia said as she playfully punched the brunette in the arm. “I’m never going to tell you anything.”

  “Are you happy, Nicola?” I asked.

  “I believe I am, yes,” the dark-haired woman sighed.

  “I’m glad,” I told the brunette. “I love you all, you know.”

  “We know, Jack,” Penelope responded as she finished setting up the fire. “You always take such good care of us, and I love you very much, too. I love all of you.”

  “Yes, you are my family now,” Aleia agreed. “I hope we’re always together.”

  “Me too,” I said. “Always.”

  I hadn’t realized until I’d said it how much it was true. What old life? What gaming chair? I never wanted to go back.

  The women ate a trout, made cordage around the fire, and then went to bed, and I contemplated life for a little bit. I was truly grateful for the help the gnomes were providing the women, and it was going to help me level up all the faster. I knew I’d have a mechanism for seeing who my followers were, and I was really curious to see where the gnomes ranked on that scale. It was interesting that Balabar seemed to be the most devout given how hostile he’d seemed toward me at the beginning.

  I also had to pick a tool again, and I chose a mallet to use with the chisel, since my workers would be building the next day.

  Then I decided to visit Nicola to convince her she was actually really, really happy, and the brunette had been such a good follower today that I told her she didn’t need to be punished, but she insisted, as usual. When she was done being filled up by my cock and my cum over and over, the dark-haired woman told me she’d never felt better in her life.

  In the morning, the priestesses were up not long after dawn, and they all walked over to check on the quicklime in the kiln.

  “Ooh, look at these tools on the altar,” the naiad called out to me when the women got to the garden. “I can tell this is some sort of hammer, and this must be the crowbar. I can tell how you would use it to pry open that door.”

  “Yep, that’s the crowbar,” I co
nfirmed. “And that’s a mallet. You can use it along with the chisel to shape the stone. So, how’s the quicklime doing?”

  “It’s done,” the naiad reported as she gestured to the white pebbles among the ashes.

  “I think you need to keep firing all day,” I told Penelope. “Just keep the kiln going at all times. Actually, maybe you should even dig another kiln pit.”

  “I can do that,” Aleia offered.

  “That will help make mortar faster,” Nicola agreed. “I wonder what time the gnomes will arrive. My trap was empty last time I checked it, but I should go look again. Maybe we can have a rabbit for breakfast before we start working.”

  “Perhaps you’ll catch one that’s even bigger than the one you got last time,” Aleia laughed. “That will be enough to feed the gnomes, too.”

  “I hope so,” the dark-haired woman said over her shoulder as she walked out through the rusty gate. “I’ll see you soon.”

  Aleia began to dig another hole, and she was done within a couple minutes. I realized if the women used the smoker pit as another kiln, they could have three fires going at one time, so I explained my plan, and Aleia quickly lit all three fires and filled them with limestone.

  Nicola returned with an average-sized rabbit, and since I wasn't sure if the fire pits were giving off quicklime fumes, I had the women return to their living quarters to cook and eat. They polished off the last of the fruit Elowise had given them along with the rabbit, but the gnomes soon appeared with more basketfuls of produce in hand.

  “Here you are, dear,” Elowise said as she handed off a big, woven container of various berries to Penelope. “The baby needs nourishment.”

  “I’m so relieved you believe me,” the naiad said as a huge smile spread across her lips, and she pulled the old woman in for a hug. “Elowise, I need your support so badly. It means so much to me that you understand my pregnancy is real.”

  “I want to help you, honey,” Elowise responded. “I could really tell you weren’t feeling well yesterday.”

  “I hope Penelope is a little better because today is going to be another long day,” Nicola said as she clapped her hands together for silence, and it appeared she’d appointed herself leader for the morning. “Aleia is going to have to keep getting limestone, so the rest of us are going to have to get sand from the stream. And then, once there’s sand in the ditch, you gnomes can start building the wall at ground level. Have you ever built a stone wall before?”