Titianna’s POV

Ever since I was told that I would be marrying a man, I have done everything I could think of in order to be the ideal head of the household. Next, I was told that there are several contingencies that said males mother put in place to prevent him from being swept under the rug. This all happened when I was five years of age.

When I was nine years old, I was then told that he had been married to someone. Followed by the notice that three other families were to marry him as well. That infuriated me even more. I mean, why would someone be married when they are only ten unless it was a power play of sorts?

I was never allowed to see a picture of him and all media that concerns him were banned from the houses except one. That house even refused to publish any kind of media coverage that would help me identify who and what he is.

It was only a few years ago that Angelica came to our house and informed us of the reason behind the early marriage. It was to prevent him from being targeted by his parent's enemies. Of which were, and still are, numerous.

That mollified me some. But not enough to prevent me from castrating him.

So when I was allowed to go meet him, I was absolutely ecstatic that I had the outlet I needed to make that boy pay for embarrassing me in the way he did. No woman would ever allow a male to embarrass them in such a way.

It took roughly six months for me to finally locate the idiot, and I was thoroughly confused when he let out a high pitched scream that I swear made me deaf and ran for his life. That brought tears of happiness to my eyes.

I attempted to walk like a predator like my mother and grandmother had taught me when stalking our prey on the ground, but was forced to run just to keep him in my line of sight. How the hell was he able to run so damn fast!? It was like running after a comet going 13kph!

Since I could not follow him as I have always dreamed of since I lost him to my ever shame, I turned to doing some detective work and sought out his school to see if I could rip the information out of them.

The information, if you can call it that, I had to get from the school administration office. All it had is an address that should have put him in another school. But since he is always on time and never late with high grades, they decided to let him stay instead of forcing him to the other school.

Heading towards his house, I spot him running as fast as he was last time. But this time, naked from the waist down.

All I can do is gawk at him with that detestable thing swinging around him as he is running. Is that thing even real? Guess I know what I am first chopping off when I get ahold of the brat.

I watch from the air as he rounds the corner and I hear an ugly high pitched scream coming from somewhere. Then something that looks like fat on legs bursts through the side of the building only to become disappointed when the boy enters the house. Now I feel sorry for him.

Giving him a few minutes to get dressed, at least I hope he is, as I land on the curb. Walking up to his front door, as I had seen this creature(?) beating on the door trying to break it down.

That’s when I notice that there is a woman next to me dressed in a black loli goth dress as she waves her hand and half the house disappears blowing the abomination of a woman away from my prize.

I was about to give her a gratified response as I noticed two elven women and a fox-kin woman standing on the other side of her. A very bad feeling came over me as I remembered that he had been promised to two other households.

Straightening my back with my eyes forward, I walk towards the little shit who is staring at us wide-eyed. He even shivered in fright as I spoke! How delightful! Then I remember hearing the other voices saying the same thing in unison with me.

How disappointing. But then again, I should be happy that women put the fear of God in him. That brought a smile to my face. At least until one of the elven girls turned and started to argue with the rest of us over who gets him.

We argued for what felt like hours. Looking at my watch, it turns out to be 4 5 minutes. I know we women like to argue about everything until we get our way, but this is ridiculous. Even to me. Turning back to the house, I look for the boy who is now absent from the nook he was hiding in.

I scream in frustration getting the other girls’ attention before taking flight to see where he ran off to. Even at the height of 4 kilometers, I still could not see him. Frustrated beyond reason, I head off towards my apartment that I rented in the upper district to leave this shit hole neighborhood behind.

The next day after freshening up, I took great pains to hide my wings and to look different just enough most men could not tell who I am. It took until a little past noon to find him. Why is he running for his life?

Getting in front of him, I introduced myself and tried to say that he belonged to me and that he was to come with me when he shouts “Someone help! A Valkyrie is trying to rob me!” before I am being tackled to the ground by something heavy. Looking behind me, I see Jabba’s love child running after him.

Okay. I officially feel sorry enough for him to help him but not enough to stop me from clipping his wings.

Taking to the air, I follow the pig. It seems like she has this radar that can detect where he is. I really need to stop her from doing that. Butt right now it is convenient to find out where he is.

As I follow, I see him run into the elven twins before running off from them. I can also see confused looks from them before turning to the Mrs. Flubber and see looks of repulsion at her. After she runs by, they look at each other and run after him as if to save his life from the thing that is running after him. Not long after, I hear someone shouting that she has found him and where they are located.

I had flown for 25 minutes to the place still marveling at how far the boy can run in just a few short minutes. Landing in front of a three-story house that only a rich boy can own, I can see the loli women standing there with an air of confidence that sends a small chill up my spine.

Less than a few seconds later, the other four girls are standing there barely out of breath. A true testament of a women's strengths over men. I guess I can give them a few seconds of his time when the time comes.

After finishing that thought, the love child came into the yard spouting something before I lose my self-control over how the hell she became this fat and ugly thinking she is my equal and trying to take this boy from me. All the while, I barely register the others joining in except the loli chick. I have a feeling she is letting us vent our frustrations out on her while protecting the boy. Smart move.

This way, he will be more willing to listen to her while using her as a barrier from us. Or that is what I would have thought if not for him trying to get away from her as well. It seems he is smarter than I give him credit for. I guess I should call him young man now instead of boy.

Who would have thought he had those few extra brain cells to achieve that title anyway?

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After getting myself back together, I turn around and see that the young man is now standing with his head hung like that of a condemned man awaiting his execution. I tried my best not to laugh out loud even though I was laughing my ass off in my head.

Before any of us could even say a single word, a woman in a business suit comes in and tells us the full detail of the will his mother left behind. What she said was like that of being held down while water that is ice cold is being poured over you for a nice cold shower.

Then when the lady got to the part about having his kids, anger blossomed in me. Why the hell should I bare his bastard children when he has yet to deserve it being the wimpy shitbag that he is!? And now I am being told that I have to spread my legs for this jackass within the next six months for the marriage to be accepted and I can not be the head of the house!? I absolutely refuse!

Either I am the head matron, or I will kill this bastard! I will not have it any other way.

The loli women turns and tells the boy to turn into his true form catching my attention. I saw him with horns and some other small details that normally men would not notice like his eyes. They are a dull gray now, but when I saw him before he reversed his form, he had silver eyes with small flecks of gold in them.

He turned into a beautiful male specimen that I know grandma will try her damn best to take him from me. That, in turn, made me even angrier. I am about to become a woman in full (even if it is being forced upon me), become the head matriarch of my family, and this hot man that is making my pussy heat up with desire with his long silver hair with a bluish-purple tint (from what the blacklights in the house are showing). He also has four sets of very long wings and a shit ton of fluffy tails (that I will forever deny that my fingers were itching to pet) with a set of horns that look so regal that I feel I am standing before royalty or something.

MUST TAKE DOWN A FEW NOTCHES! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS MAN’S EGO TO SWELL UPON HIM SEEING ME KNEES WEAK FROM THE FLUFFINESS OF HIS TAILS!

Angelica, I think that is what her name is, told him to head to where the keys belong to that the attorney woman gave him. I wondered what they were when she tried to pass them off by slight of hand. But then again, she knew that would have gotten our attention. Wonder what else is in that will that is not being told.

In the elevator, I had the urge of petting his tails. I was extremely grateful that he put them away, but it also enraged me to the point I kneed him in his nuts when he wouldn’t say anything after Angelica explained that it was her that put a hex on him to keep him from becoming a man whore. Which I never thought about until now.

It also amazed me that it took him a full five seconds to register the pain. All I could do was stare at them thinking about how unused they were to the point it no longer registered he had them. Good. Maybe he won’t miss them when I finally get to cut them off.

We were in a major conversation when Nami said ‘Head Wife’ which became a heated argument. I was feeling tired when Robin noticed that both the boy and Nami were missing. Running into the spacecraft (which made me cream myself just a little knowing I can have this once I trick him into it) and saw that he was tied to a chair with Nami trying to burn the ship down. He was even crying while trying to distance himself from her.

After a few minutes of talking, I find out she sucked him off which caused me to take my anger from the thought of grandma taking him from me, him taking away the fluffiness from me, and me being sexually frustrated for the past few years out on him.

Nami jumped in front of him as if to protect him with such a killing intent that makes me pause for a moment. She picks him up and puts him to sleep while the other three decide on movie night as to what happened while those two were in the ship by themselves.

That night, I can see that Nami is… freer with her ways as she TAKES THAT DAMN THING OF HIS ALL THE WAY DOWN HER FUCKING THROAT! How the hell can a woman do that!? Then swallow afterwards while moaning as if it is the best damn snack she ever had!? Disgusting!

The next day, I wake up hearing a very loud scream that I find myself envious of. A feminine scream that all women practices for.

Since I did not undress last night and hot the most erotic dream to date, my pants are now wet as I am running towards the back of the ship. I wished I had taken the time to change out of them before rushing off to the back off the ship.

Upon arrival, I can see the boy trying his best not to blush crimson which made him look cute. Even more reasons to kill him later. We all take him to the gallery and question him. It wasn’t until I had enough of his excuses that I got him in a chokehold.

That is when I got my ass handed to me by him when he had passed out. From the way he was moving, I can only assume he has a split personality that is a woman. HOW THE HELL DOES THAT HAPPEN! After taking down the other girls from the short conversation they had, I learned that he has a mystical beast in him that took control.

Mystical beasts are so fucking rare that I could not believe my luck in finding one. One that is in a male to boot. That is even rarer since they tend to bond with women more so than men for reasons unknown. Now I am blessed to have my daughters possibly receive it as a token to being the next heir? When can I start baring my daughters?

Seeing that I am alone, I head to the cockpit to get the ship ready since Angelica got our schools to transfer our credentials to our new school which starts in 7 months. I still cannot believe that group of pussies attacked it. From what I overheard my mother and grandmother say, they kidnap girls from the age of 10-12 and brainwash them using soundwaves while they sleep until they are about 16-17 before they are married to their husbands. They are also completely loyal afterward too which makes it even harder to get any evidence that they are the ones behind it since it is other men who do the kidnapping and are married to the ones who did not.

From there I am captured be Nami and am now watching as Dayna is in blissful ecstasy as she is being spanked with what looks to be a paddle made of leather as she is forced to suck him off. On another screen, I can see that Angelica is talking with Robin about something concerning her possibly being pregnant even though she made sure to inject us with stuff that makes us temporarily stops us from being pregnant.

Nami is on another screen as she begins to make clothes that can only be for any child she bears for him. She has this face that all new mothers get when are happy about being knocked up even though she is not. How the hell can this killer make such a face?

Looking back at the screen with Dayna being forced fed, Ryan is nowhere to be seen as Dayna’s face is covered with so much spunk that borderlines on impossible. I can hear footsteps down the hallway, and the smell of sex is accompanying it.

My heart begins to race as I see Angelica walking with him as she is talking with him, telling him all about my little kinks that he can use against me. I can also see the syringe in her hand as she injects him one final time as they approach. The door opens as he transforms into the form that I had vowed to hate with all my being.

His fluffy tails are waving behind him as he approaches. His eyes are glazed over as if he is being mind controlled. But knowing Angelica, she just injected him with the good stuff all men will pay millions for.

As he gets within a few feet of me, one of his tails begin to caress my face gently, one for each of my tits, one for both my front and back door, while three of them are caressing my sides and back. Tingling feeling are hitting me all over the place that I am having a hard time concentrating on what is happening.

Even the scent that is permeating off of him is making my brain short circuit. Is this what it is like to have your wildest dreams come true? And since when was I the masochist between the both of us?

Angelica’s POV

I never knew that Titianna was such a masochist that she even denies it to the best of her abilities. Just watching as he teases her to such a degree that she is becoming more attentive to his caressing. My, how hard her features turned from stoic and fearsome to love and compliance. I knew she has been sexually frustrated, but I did not think she was this far gone!

Looking on the screen for Dayna to check to make sure she is ok, I laughed loudly to the point of crying as she is trying to use his cream as shampoo, conditioner, and skin cream. I knew she was the domestic type that is determined to get her scent mixed with her master’s scent, but that is just too far with it. Making it look both funny as hell and cute all at the same time.

Both Robin and Nami are sitting down making cute little onesies together while giggling as they do so. I knew elves were the type to become like this, but I have no idea how much or less the druid side of them is taking hold. I knew I was Ryan’s little whore the moment I first saw him. The look of a feral beast hiding behind a very intelligent mind gave me my first orgasm when I was 11.

Ever since then, I made sure that I was in the same school as him just to watch him with that goofy ass smile of his as he learns more of what he liked to learn. Not to mention seeing the spark of genuine affection of his, as he learns more about being a massage therapist. Just watching his hands turned me more into his little plaything that I just want him to bang me nonstop. I hope to hell he doesn’t look up the other stats to see just what his hands can do to us.

Then he might stop altogether since he is in truth a very kind person. or I should say was since he is now in what he used to be before I changed him. that predatory look is back as he is taking his time learning all of Titianna’s spots.

Giggling at the thought of what he will become if left unchecked, I set off to make sure that he turns into that raging sex god of curiosity that he continues to learn new things.

After I make sure to re-read the whole damn Will that his mother left behind.