Jack's Harem- Mystical Transformation

by Lexi Harder

  Jack’s Harem: Mystical Transformation

  Satyr and Nymphs

  Lexi Harder

  © 2019 Lexi Harder. All rights reserved.

  This is a work of fiction and all individuals depicted within are fully consenting adults. Do not use this story as a model for relationships and consent in the real world.

  CHAPTER ONE

  JACK

  Jack wakes up surrounded by three nude bodies: Mia, Rose, and Riley. They are the perfect women created by Lyra, the goddess spirit of the island. He is blissfully happy and doesn’t miss his old life at all. The three women are devoted to him and he to them. Lyra told him that he’s their protector and lover and as he satisfies them the island will reward him.

  Today he plans to start making them a more permanent structure. He found the perfect place in a clearing overlooking the beach. It has the elevation to keep it from flooding even during a storm and a beautiful view. The cliff curves in a natural windbreak and there’s an easy path to the beach below. More importantly there’s a natural foundation made of stone already in place.

  He’s grateful for the hellish hours he spent working construction under the hot sun during his summer breaks. He knows all the basics for making a well constructed house and with the extra strength granted by the island he’s able to lift and carry far more than a man would be able to normally. He sees Lyra’s guidance in the suspiciously easy to find cut wood and marble blocks. He can do most of the work on his own but that doesn’t mean the other women are idle.

  Riley is the best at construction although she has a bad habit of getting distracted. They’ve been carrying long planks of wood to the building site all morning and they’re halfway back with a plank when she squeals and drops her end before dashing into the forest. He rolls his eyes, places his end on the ground, and sets off after her.

  “Riley, where are you? Riley,” he calls. He’s not worried about predators but he’s a little worried she’ll get lost. All three of his women have no discernible sense of direction. He only makes it a few yards into the trees when a heavy weight barrels into him and he topples over. He immediately recognizes the soft tits pressing into him. Riley did this on purpose. He’s impressed with her enthusiasm if not her timing, but he can’t help but give in to the tits hanging in his face.

  She has him on his back as she straddles his waist her full tits filling his field of vision. She leans forward so that she can drag them across his face and he sticks his tongue out for a taste. She teases him drawing back just out of reach before leaning forward again. He’s thirsty and he knows what Riley wants when she teases like this. He flips them in one quick move and pins both of her hands above her head before lowering his mouth to those luscious tits.

  He goes straight for her nipples using his free hand to stroke one while he licks the other already pebbled nub. She bucks against him when he applies just the barest hint of teeth. He squeezes her wrists in warning and sucks. He pinches the nipple under his hand before switching so that he can suck and pinch each equally. He pulls back to admire his handiwork. Both her nipples are swollen and red.

  “Are you just going to look or are you going to do something?”

  He arches an eyebrow at Riley. She’s trying to work him up because she wants him to be rough and he’s enjoying frustrating her. He looks her in her eyes and slowly releases her wrists and stands back up.

  “Yes?”

  “Please. I can’t concentrate anymore. You look so strong and hot building our house and taking care of us. I need you.”

  “And I need you to help build our house. Mia and Rose are back at the site weaving together palm fronds for our bed and you’re playing.”

  Riley grumbles and stomps her foot. Jack ignores her dramatics and steers her back to the plank abandoned on the path. When he deems them ready to stop for the evening the four of them gather for a meal of fruits and nuts.

  Afterwards, Jack addresses Riley, “It’s time for your punishment.” She lights up like a lightening strike. “This is a true punishment which means not giving you what you want. You wanted a spanking and me telling you you’re a bad girl so that’s not a punishment for you. You’re going to watch me give what you want to someone else while you stay tied up over there that’s your punishment.” Jack turns to Mia and Rose. “Now which of your girls would like a nice spanking.”

  Mia bites her lower lip. “I’m a naughty girl. I need a spanking.”

  Rose licks her lips, “I want a spanking. I want you to spank me until my ass is nice and red.”

  “Riley, are you going to be a good girl and take your punishment?”

  Riley nods sadly and Jack flips her onto her stomach and pins her arms behind her back. He uses a handy vine to bind her wrists together. He ties her ankles together and then connects her ankles to her wrists so she’s tied up like a pig on a spit her back shaped like a U as the back of her head bends towards her spine. He shoves what remains of the shirt her arrived in between her teeth and steps back and claps his hands together pleased with his work. This is a punishment but he doesn’t want to hurt her. Plus she likes being restrained. It’s being ignored afterwards that she doesn’t like.

  Jack goes and sits with his back against a nice, smooth tree and spreads his legs. “Come here girls.” Mia and Rose come to him and he has them each straddle a thigh their asses pointed towards him. The girls are touching thigh to thigh and ass to ass. He grabs Rose’s right ass cheek and Mia’s left ass cheek and squeezes. There are two delectable asses in reach and he slaps each enjoying the delighted, feminine squeals from his women.

  He slaps hard enough to imprint his handprint on their asses and then goes back and forth making sure both women and all four ass cheeks are equally paddled. Rose is rubbing her wet cunt across his muscled thigh little gasps of exertion escaping her as she seeks her pleasure. Mia lays boneless against his leg squeaking with each impact. Riley is struggling ineffectually against her bindings and making muffled noises of protest around her gag as her sisters get exactly what she wants. Jack makes eye contact with her and increases the strength of his strikes.

  Rose screams as she cums her juices flowing down his thigh and Jack gives her one last pat before pulling Mia up against his chest. He runs his hands down her body tweaking her nipples as he goes until he reaches her leaking slit. He circles her clit before pinching it gently. She squeaks louder and he puts more pressure on her clit. She cums shaking in his arms. He gives her tits a squeeze then lays her down next to him.

  Eventually he gets up and releases Riley from her bindings but doesn’t respond to her overt seduction attempts. He even changes the schedule so she’s on the outside of their cuddle puddle tonight. He hopes the lesson not to try to trick her way into more attention than her fellows will sink in by the morning.

  CHAPTER TWO

  JACK

  The next morning they all sleep in. Jack remembers reading once that the best schedule to balance rest and work was three days of work then one day off and then every four weeks a longer break. Today is one of their rest days and they’ve decided to take a picnic and explore one of the natural caves on the island. They’re well prepared with sharp rocks to mark their path and string they’ve made by winding plant fibers together. Jack doesn’t know how deep the caves go and he isn’t going to risk someone getting lost.

  Mia is skipping ahead carrying a basket she wove herself. It’s full of fresh fish wrapped in coconut leaves. Rose has a basket of fresh fruit and Riley is carrying a basket with breadfruit and the bowls they’ve made out of coconut. Jack is carrying a large amount of firework and the fire starting kit he put together with two pieces of flint and some dry hay and small
twigs.

  It’s about a fifteen minute walk from their sleeping site to the mouth of the cave. The cave system is set in a rocky hill. The hill is steep enough that Jack hasn’t climbed it yet. He needs a sturdy rope before he’s comfortable making the attempt. They’ve picnicked here before and the stone lined fire-pit is already set up. They work well around each other laughing, and chatting as they put together their meal and less than an hour later they’re feasting on flaky fish and delicious fruit.

  “Jack?”

  “Yes, Mia?”

  “I made a new plate. Look!”

  Jack can’t help laughing. Mia is laying on the ground and she’s assembled a small collection of fruit in a line from right above her pussy to in-between her boobs. He moves towards her but Riley is faster and she buries her face between Mia’s gorgeous tits and slurps up a piece of mango. Rose goes for her bellybutton and Jack gets the fruit right over her pussy. The four of them spend the next half and hour exchanging lazy touches and kisses while they digest their lunch.

  When they decide to start exploring Jack picks up an unlit torch. He’s not sure they’ll need it. The cave walls in the parts they’ve explored so far have been covered in bioluminescent glowworms. It’s beautifully romantic. The roof of the first cave looks like a night sky sprinkled with stars and as you go further into the cave system the stalactites start looking like glowing crystal chandeliers. The first cave has water trickling from the walls and forming little cascading pools in one corner. The pools range in size from a cupped hand to the size of a small coffee table.

  In the back of the first cave there are two openings. Jack leads the way down the right hand opening. The four of them are connected by the string looped around their wrists and Mia, who brings up the rear, has a loose grip on a rope attached to the entrance. Jack is also marking the tunnel as they go because all three of the women have demonstrated their lack of directional sense many times.

  There are multiple openings off of the tunnel they’re walking down but Jack is curious how far this tunnel goes. They’ve been walking for what feels like an hour when the tunnel dead ends into a cave about the size of a studio apartment. It’s darker than the tunnel and Jack lights the torch. His jaw drops open and Riley’s exclamation of surprise echoes around them. A story is painted on the walls.

  It can be understood from left to right or right to left. If you start on the left it’s the story of a mighty satyr who chases down and dominates a trio of nymphs while another nymph follows behind him doing her best to stay out of sight. If you start on the right it’s a trio of nymphs hunting down the satyr that offended them while another nymph flees before him. Jake brushes up against the image and the world disappears in an explosion of light.

  CHAPTER THREE

  JACK

  He flicks his long ears and twitches his tail before sniffing the air. The most delightful smell hangs in the air. He’s standing outside the mouth of a cave and he uses his cloven hooves to easily climb the hill above it. The fragrant scent intensifies and he moves faster. When he reaches the top of the hill he looks across his domain. It’s a large island and not far from the hill is a pool with a few frolicking figures. He bounds down the hill heading towards the pool.

  When he gets close he slows down and quietly creeps towards the pool. He peers out from behind a bush and identifies the three female figures as nymphs, specifically naiads. His already semi-erect member firms considerably and he admires the amazing girth and length. Satyrs are known for their erotic prowess and their favored conquests are nymphs. He is in luck with three beautiful naiads before him and he intends to have each of them. Now which to start with: the blond, the brunette, or the red-head? He goes for the one that’s closest.

  He lunges for the red-head and wraps one hand around her upper arm and gets his other hand on a firm tit before she twists and dives under the water. He darts to the right and narrowly misses grabbing the blond. The brunette is long gone when he climbs out of the pool and shakes the water from his body. Maybe ambushing them on their turf was a mistake.

  He looks around and picks up the trail of one of them. He sets off quickly. This time he’ll get her on the open ground. There’s no way she can out run him. A few minutes later and he can see his prey. It’s the red-head. Between her ample assets and short stature she isn’t moving quickly. A quick burst of speed and he catches up to her in a clearing. He tackles her and they roll to a stop on the soft ground. He can’t decide what to do first: taste her juicy cunt, lick those sweet tits, or go straight for getting his cock inside her.

  The decision is made for him when she undulates underneath him and her full tits press into his chest. He has to taste her pink nipples. He bites, licks and sucks on the feast laid out before him. She squeals and squirms as he reddens her nipples and scatters love bites across the creamy expanse of her tits. He’s so involved in the soft flesh underneath him that he lets up his grip and his prize bucks him off and flees into the forest. Within seconds he’s on his hoofed feet and chasing after her. This time he won’t lose his prize when he catches it.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  MIA

  She is frolicking with her sisters when something bursts through the undergrowth and tries to grab her. She catches a whiff of a musky, masculine scent and she wants to bury her face in it, but her instincts tell her to run so she does. She knows that the chase is important and does her best not to be caught, but she’s a water nymph and running isn’t her strength. It doesn’t take long for the satyr to catch up to her and tackle her. Trapped between the hard muscles of his body and the soft earth below she doesn’t know what to do next.

  It’s in her nature to desire satyrs but also to run from them. She can’t give her submission it has to be taken from her. She wiggles in his hold trying to escape but his arms have no give to them. He slides down her body and bites down on one of her pink nipples. He worries it between his teeth and she squeals. It’s too hard and still a frisson of pleasure runs through her body. He switches from applying teeth to licking the abused skin and she moans at the feeling. Heat pools between her legs as he licks and sucks. He continues his assault on her tits sucking, squeezing, and biting. One moment she wants to press into his suckling and the next she tries to pull away from his teeth.

  He slides one hand over her stomach and down to her pink slit. When he brushes against her clit and her hips buck up his grip loosens. She bucks up harder this time and twists away. She makes it into the cover of some trees and loses him or at least she thinks she does. She peeks behind a tree and doesn’t see him but as soon as she takes a step out he’s there. He throws her over his shoulder and marches back into the clearing.

  This time he doesn’t give her a chance to escape. He ties her hands together with a length of vine and then loops the vine around the trunk of a tree at the edge of the clearing. She scrambles to the full length of her bindings and tugs. She is well and truly caught now and all the fight drains out of her. She gets down on her knees, puts her forearms on the ground, and sticks her ass in the air. She belongs to the Satyr now.

  He’s quick to claim his prize and without any more foreplay he kneels behind her, grabs her by her hips, and slams his thick member into her tight cunt. She screams as her walls are stretched wide. The head of his cock slams into her cervix and her whole body jerks forward. He pulls out until just the head of his cock is nestled between her rosy lips and then slams forward again. His thick length massages every inch of her walls as he hammers in and out of her body.

  Her tits jerk and shake under her body as he owns her and she knows she’ll have the imprint of his fingers on her hips when he finishes. He speeds up his thrusts and she groans. She feels like she’s being split in half from the inside out but it’s so good. Pulses of warmth emanate from her pussy and when he slides a hand against the point where he enters her body and drags it to her clit her pussy walls clench down hard. He presses down on her clit and she screams as she shakes apart.

  Her inner w
alls clench and unclench as she tries to pull his cum into her core. He hammers into her a few more times before coming with a roar that echos around the clearing. Her quivering walls milk every drop of his thick cum as he fills her body with jet after jet of his hot seed. She collapses exhausted when he pulls out and drifts into sleep without even knowing if she’s been untied.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  ROSE

  She’s running and she doesn’t know why. She smells water and heads towards it. It’s a beautiful clear pool and she sits down next to it and leans over to examine her reflection. She tucks a long brunette lock behind her delicately pointed ear. She looks around but doesn’t see anyone else. She thinks she was swimming with others like herself not long ago but now she’s alone. It doesn’t bother her. She lives in the now and she’s sure they’ll show up sooner or later.

  She takes a short nap before slipping into the cool water in front of her. The gills in her neck flutter as she moves easily above the sandy floor pushed by her webbed hands and feet. She’s runs her hands through a cluster of water plants and then resurfaces. Before she blinks her eyes open there’s a huge splash and something grabs her around the waist and hauls her into the shallows.

  In front of her is a hulking satyr. He towers over her and his muscled form is twice her width. Suddenly she remembers why she was running. She struggles ineffectually against his bulk before sagging in his grip. He’s carrying a long length of vine tied around his wrist and he unwraps it before looping it around her waist and tying a knot. There’s no way she can escape.

  The tension seeps out of her frame and she looks up at the satyr through her eyelashes. He’s caught her fairly and now she belongs to him. Her cheeks flush as she imagines what he wants from her. His huge erection brushes against her stomach and his heavy balls hang beneath. It’s a sharp contrast to her own small pink slit and the tiny bud of her clitoris.