The future comes too quickly. While you enjoy many more adventures the party Sera is eager to retire. With her apparent unwed pregnancy Greta drove off her suitors. Abby was quietly let go from the church as Sera’s child swelled within her holy womb. Orillia re-visited her family and put things in order for her new living arrangements with Sera.
Sera herself commissioned a new lodge to be built along the north western coast of Kalimdor. You fucked many more women, and you were content that your species now had many secure locations to repopulate, yet you rarely if ever, managed to get a proper ‘meal’ in our belly. As a result your growth stopped, leaving you the size of a very large male wolf. When Abby’ delivered her firstborn, an elf-human hybrid the three lovers, minus Greta, moved into the new lodge.
Within the seaside lodge there was a fishing dock many, luxurious accommodations, a garden and elemental servants.
Not to mention numerous pets Sera had tamed over the years to serve as guardians and housekeepers. You are entrusted to be the full time guardian of Sera’s expanding brood, as well as her primary companion. These tasks keep you busy and content. Abby soon becomes pregnant again and Orillia’s womb finally accepts elven seed, she is also expecting. You wonder just how big a family Sera wants, she certainly has the resources and room to keep the now cheerful Abby pregnant for the rest of her human life, and Orillia to boot. You wonder if Sera had counted on Greta also joining her.
Life is easy and wealthy, ¾ of the money from the artifacts recovery is between these three after all.
Years go by; you become more discontent as the babies are born, Abby and Orillia become pregnant again. Your work load mounts and while satisfying, your own carnal needs are more and more neglected over the months. All the women are happy. Greta visits. Life becomes a happy but boring, with toddlers crawling all over you on a regular basis.
Then one day Greta comes by for another of her visits and everything changes.
