After I finished with Saturn Girl and Psi for today, Pamela and Fortuna entered the Lovecave holding hands, which was weird, but also sexy.

"Recruiting more women for the Birds of Prey?" I asked Pamela while sipping more whiskey.

*Carouse +1.

Oh look! My hard work paid off, finally. It took hundreds of bottles to gain a new point these days, unless I drank with a big shot entity or something.

I guess I should hydrate more? Or maybe explore new drinks? Probably that. Much like Tech Use, there were only some many applications for a certain item.

"That too, but no. We heard you married three women today. But not us." Fortuna declared in an envious voice, and Pamela nodded in concert.

"Yes, but no. The Green Lantern chose three new ring users, and the girls took it as a marriage proposal. I didn't want to break their hearts." I explained in a logical voice.

"Accidental marriage? Haha! Only you Wizard!" Fortuna giggled and threw away her black dress, leaving herself naked for me to gaze upon.

Pamela waved her fingers, and her cotton dress transformed in a vine that descended down her feet and went to guard the door.

"Ypoc, Ypoc!" I spoke in magic words summoning two magic clones to warm up their pussies while I enjoyed their mouths in turns.

"Ypoc." Fortuna whispered and formed a single clone, which wrapped me in her arms from behind.

"Oh? You figured it out, Esrin?" I asked in mild surprise. Although it wasn't a hard spell, a sentient magic clone wasn't easy either. Zatanna was a magic genius, able to invent spells on the spot, but everyone else had to learn the hard way.

"After three months! It is crazy. Even when seeing them every day, and tasting the magic dick..." Fortuna complained, while I had Pamela suck my golden dick, and played with her boobs.

My Ypocs were pumping them fast from behind, making both women flush and gasp.

"Ypoc" I said, forming another clone to take Fortuna's clone for a ride. It felt a bit like watching holographic porn, yet feeling everything too. Strange, but pleasantly strange.

Mei had sent the kids to bed, where they would continue to grow and wake up adults tomorrow. It was a bit sad to shorten their childhood to half a day, but that crazy power wasn't something I wanted to mess with. Homo Magi were supposed to live for millennia, yet the power inside Mei cancelled that, which was quite worrisome. It felt like a evolution weapon of sorts, much like Doomsday had been.

Possibly a weapon from a long-forgotten war, meant to create armies to fight at galactic scales and replenish loses quickly.

This comics universe wasn't safe, and even the Green Lanterns lost many of their Corps in wars. I mean, it was partly because they chose idiots for the job, and partly because they rarely used strong races for their Lanterns. Only a single Daxamite in the entire Green Corps, for example. I saw him in the Vega system, as their strike team arrived to check on Larfleeze or recover the Orange Lantern.

As for the Orange Corps...they had a single user until now. The seven brothers and Maxima made 8 users today, and soon to be nine as Peffy was banging the other queen of Almerac right now.

Ultraa also had the energy construct power as a native ability, and the Orange constructs will amplify her talent by a 1000 fold.

The two Almericians queens, with Orange rings and my Miracles to shore up their weaknesses could beat up hundreds of Green Lanterns. And Peffy would not stop at two users. Even the Milky Way galaxy alone had over 100 billion stars. The Orange Lantern tried to produce a Power Ring for Fortuna, considering her a worthy candidate. But I refused.

Fortuna was barely at 73 Affection, which made for fun threesomes and such, but nothing more.

*Ultraa Wizard has gained +1 MAG from drinking a liter of Apple Juice.

Well done, Peffy! I was just thinking about you.

*The Gamer has married the two Queens of Almerac and has become King.

*You gain the title King of Almerac.

-while holding this title, you gain +50% to all attributes and skills when defending Almerac from invaders.

-you gain the Energy Construct ability as an innate power.

-As King of Almerac, all Almeracian women over 18 years old start their Affection counter at 40. Being aliens, the number always means children are desired. Affection gain is tripled.

'Yes, baby! It was fucking time! It is fucking time. I wonder if there a title for impregnating a million women?' Peffy exulted with a mental transmission among the Seven Brothers.

*Ultraa Wizard is now pregnant. The child will be a hybrid Almerician-Homo Magi, starting with 10 MAG and 50 END. He gains the Energy Construct ability as an innate power.

-as a Prince of Almerac, the boy gains Affection at triple rate, and starts at 30 Affection with any Almerician woman over 18 years old.

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Oh man! That boy could kiss any girl he liked? Even as a toddler? For fucks sake!

Too OP! Not fair!

Wait, he was my son too. And I was also a King of Almerac.

I could visit for a while...

'No, stay away Ra's! I can see you picking up those girls...' Peffy cried in a desperate tone.

'I need a few enforcers for Gotham city. Maybe Metropolis too...' the Grey Mask self muttered, and portalled himself on Almerac to (kidnap) //(recruit)// (invite) a dozen juicy girls for his underworld harem.

'Ship crew for the UEF...' I added in a wry voice. I was busy right now, but I should indeed go recruit a thousand engineers and such.

'Leave me the big breasts at least...' Peffy wailed in a desperate voice.

*Carouse +1.

'Almerac brandy? Store a thousand bottles for me too.' I demanded in a greedy voice.

'I need to hydrate more, to feed Alex my juice. Make that 2000 bottles' the Appletown wizard demanded in a gruff voice. Damn lucky guy! Alexandra was very nice and no man should complain for sticking his dick in her mouth, ever!

'Fine! Let's make that 6000 bottles before you clog the chat room' Peffy grumbled in a sad voice.

'You did good, Peffy. We're all proud of you.' The patrol self sent as he took out a brandy bottle and shared it with Starfire.

'Don't take all the nice women...I barely have two right now...' Peffy complained while calling for his Praetorian Guard women to give them a new status as lovers, concubines and baby-mamas

It wasn't like that Almerac palace didn't have thousands of female guards chosen for their fertility and great looks, beside martial skills.

We wouldn't take his guard either. Fair was fair and he was self-exiled on a distant planet. Filled with horny women that all wanted his babies.

And I was also self-exiled on Venus now. I deserved a few fresh women...once I finished sating these two.

It would take a while.

I should also visit Argo City too. Surely, there may be some sexy alien babes that wanted to fuck.

Maybe I could become King of Venus? A title like that...

'Not fair!' Peffy yelled while plowing the first guardswoman who entered the king's palace. She seemed rather happy to be plowed though, and her Affection climbed to 90 before Peffy came the first time. Lucky bastard.

But for now, I lacked a power base for politics among the Kryptonians. Should start with that first, and recruit some durable people for the UEF.

My three Kryptonian women were still pregnant now, which made the fleet rather vulnerable to boarding and other attacks.

Sure, tomorrow I will send the 25 kids as cadets on the fleet, as to beef up the Away Teams with actual super soldiers. But the former SEALs did have plenty of practical experience though, plus the Regen and Bastion upgrades. They weren't bad, just...not enough.

"Dang! What the Hell?" my patrol self grumbled as he smashed into a cloaked ship hovering invisible over Midway City.

The Orange Power ring scanned the ship for us.

A Thanagarian_Star_Cruiser , under cloak. Yoink!

He stored the ship in inventory to analyze and repair it. Damn good cloaking tech too, if neither he nor Starfire could sense it.

'You realize the ship is possibly Hawkman's? Or maybe Hawkgirl's?' I asked with a wry tone, until my Observe confirmed it.

'Salvage rules?' Appletown Wizard proposed in a sneaky voice.

Oh well. I wasn't involved, so not my problem. Plus more tech was always nice.

'It might be the ship that crashed into Detroit...like 2 years from now.' Ra's Al Ghul offered with some arcane lore I didn't care about.

The power rings contained like +70 Lore of universe-scale data that I didn't have the patience to read through.

I knew I should read it all, but I hoped the others would do it instead. The assassin self seemed to have plenty of free time in his Tibet hideout.

'Leave a small cloaked asteroid in place, and a video feed. Something must have hit the ship too, and made it crash.' Appletown Wizard demanded in a wise voice.

'Roger, Boss. Man, we're both lucky and smart!' our patrol guy praised us in a proud voice.

*Cathy of Almerac is now pregnant. The child will be a hybrid Almerician-Homo Magi, starting with 10 MAG and 50 END. He gains the Energy Construct ability as an innate power.

-as a Prince of Almerac, the boy gains Affection at triple rate, and starts at 30 Affection with any Almerician woman over 18 years old.

*Cathy of Almerac has reached 100/100 Affection.

'Not fair!' I muttered and took Fortuna on my dick instead.

Some people had all the luck. Hmmm. Fortuna meant luck as well. And I had her now. I swear this universe was fucking with me.