The carriage, now with the Great Witch, quickly arrived at the village.
'So this is where the witch clan lives.'
A place no human in history has ever set foot in.
A mythical land whose location is unknown to everyone except me.
Being in the witch clan's village felt surreal.
'How many magical barriers did we pass to get here?'
A fog that disorients and loops you back.
A perception-altering barrier that hides the village, showing only forest.
Even a magical shield that physically blocks access.
Multiple layers to keep out intruders.
Without an invitation, I'd never have seen this place in my lifetime.
"What do you think? Your impressions of the witch clan's village."
Circe, my wife cum witch with massive tits, spoke.
Next to her sat Medea, also with huge breasts, sitting demurely.
Two pairs of tits I'd love to slide my cock between.
Traveling with such sexy witches made the journey far from boring.
"It's overwhelming, fascinating, and surprisingly normal in some ways."
"Hehe! Exactly. Even as long-lived beings, we're still living creatures. Our way of life isn't that different."
The village resembled human ones.
Only the level of magic and technology differed.
"Are those dragon soldiers farming over there?"
"Mmm, yes. You just give them orders, and they farm on their own. Handy tools, for sure."
Beings of legend among humans.
Dragon soldiers, said to have appeared briefly in a war centuries ago, were tilling fields.
'And there are dozens of them just in sight…'
Unlike humans, dragon soldiers work tirelessly day and night.
They're more than enough to cover the labor needs of a small clan like the witches.
"Dragon bones must be common for witches?"
"We trade frequently with dragons. We take their shed bones, and in return, we provide convenient magical tools."
Trading with dragons, revered as gods?
'These witches are on a different level.'
With vast resources, they've spent centuries researching magic.
It's no wonder there's such a gap with humans.
"Lady Circe."
Then the quiet Medea spoke.
"We've arrived at the mansion."
"Mmm, I see."
The carriage stopped at a massive mansion resembling a royal palace.
It was far grander than my family's, a regional power.
It was the most overwhelming sight since the witches' tits and asses.
"This is an incredibly grand mansion."
"The Great Witch's mansion also serves as the village's administrative center. It's like a human royal palace."
So it's filled with the pinnacle of witch magic.
The more I hear, the more I realize how incredible this place is.
"Medea, show our guest to his room."
"Understood."
We crossed the garden and entered the mansion.
Circe excused herself for some business and left.
Medea guided me.
"You'll stay here from now on. If you want to change rooms, there are plenty, so let me know anytime."
It was a spacious, lavish room.
Even as a noble, I was impressed.
"I'm about to marry the Great Witch. Do husband and wife sleep in separate rooms?"
"You can do as you please. This is just consideration for a sudden guest."
So I can dive into the marital bedroom anytime.
Having my own room is convenient too.
'A personal space is every husband's dream, right?'
The Great Witch is probably busy during the day.
We can do our own thing in our rooms during the day.
At night, I'll visit Circe.
Isn't that the so-called responsibility-free pleasure?
"You've come a long way. Would you like to eat first or bathe?"
She's not going to offer pussy service, is she?
I already got a blowjob earlier anyway.
"I'll bathe first."
"Understood. I'll guide you."
The bathroom was large and ornately decorated just like how it should be.
The tub and supplies were perfect.
'A clan of women must care a lot about bathing.'
I soaked in the warm water, and my body relaxed instantly.
"This is paradise."
I got a blowjob from a beauty on the way.
My wife, who I thought was a centuries old hag, is a top-tier beauty.
The tits I saw today were more than satisfying.
'Maybe I'll explore the mansion after washing up.'
This is where I'll live, after all.
I should at least get a sense of the layout and what's here.
"Well, for now, I'll rest."
I lounged in the tub, letting the tension melt away.
Maybe because I felt safe, a bit of fatigue crept in.
"Excuse me."
That's when I heard Medea's voice.
She walked into the bathroom naturally.
"I'm here to assist with your bath."
My eyes widened.
I've been bathed by servants before as a noble.
It's common for aristocrats to be attended to.
The issue is her outfit.
Medea was wearing a sexy black bikini.
'Damn, her lingerie was hot, but this is something else.'
The black bikini suited Medea's cold face and voluptuous body perfectly.
Look at those insane tits and protruding hips.
Even soaking in a hot tub, my cock's getting hard.
'The flashy yet casual vibe is really doing it for me.'
Did she not consider her breast size?
The bikini top looks like it's about to burst. The bottoms, easily untied with a tug, are sexy as hell.
It's like she's begging to be fucked on a beach.
"Why a swimsuit all of a sudden?"
"My clothes would get wet assisting you. This seemed the most efficient."
It's so logical I couldn't argue.
'Back at the mansion, I'd have maids strip naked to bathe me.'
At that point, bathing was just an excuse.
The real goal was hugging and fucking them naked.
"I'll start by washing your back."
Medea lathered a towel with foam.
She gently scrubbed my back.
'It'd feel even better if she used those massive tits to scrub me.'
It might be too much for today, but I'll ask her to do it later.
A busty beauty lathering her body and rubbing against me?
I can't resist that.
"...Why is your cock hard again?"
"When a beauty like you is in a bikini, a man can't help it."
I answered confidently. It's a perfectly valid reason.
"Can't you take care of it like earlier? Even with soapy hands, it'd be fine."
"No. Save that for Lady Circe tonight."
I wanted to release this raging desire, but it's a shame.
Still, thinking of the Great Witch's voluptuous body and virginity makes it bearable.
After the bath, I returned to my room and changed into clean clothes.
It's too early to judge, but I think I'll adjust to this life quickly.
"The water was great. I didn't expect to bathe in warm water right away."
"We can't neglect guest hospitality."
Medea suddenly spoke to me.
"...Your expression is much brighter than before."
"Oh, really?"
"You looked like you were about to die the whole way here."
'That's because I thought my wife was a grandma.'
I felt like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse.
If I'd known she was an E-cup goddess, I'd have flown here like a unicorn.
"Probably because I met the Great Witch. Do you think she's suitable as a wife?"
"Well… yeah."
I hated the idea of a 300-year-old hag.
But her face and insane body changed my mind instantly.
Who could say no to that level bust and hips?
'I can't exactly say I'm into her because of her amazing ass.'
Medea might rip my mouth open like a red mask.
Vertically.
"Someone like the Great Witch is the greatest mage in the world. As a mage myself, I purely respect her."
Not a lie.
I do want to learn magic from her, for my revenge.
"...I see."
Medea blinked, looking surprised.
"This might be overstepping."
Then, despite her cold demeanor, her expression softened slightly.
"The Great Witch accepted you as her husband to bear an heir."
"I know."
Normally, witches produce heirs through magic.
But maybe this Great Witch has some issue preventing her from using that magic.
'With those maternal tits and hips optimized for pregnancy, making a baby without sex would be a tragedy.'
It's a huge win for me.
"...But I don't think that's the only reason."
"What?"
"She genuinely wants to accept you as her husband and love each other. So don't think of yourself as sold off, and please love her as a husband."
I looked at Medea for a moment.
"That's really…"
I smirked.
"Pretty damn presumptuous."
I get it. I understand her intentions… But that's not for others to decide.
It's entirely up to my will and emotions.
"I know you're looking out for me. I think you're good at your job too."
But that's a separate matter.
"But that doesn't give you the right to meddle in a couple's affairs."
"No, I do have the right."
Medea spoke firmly.
"I'm the Great Witch's daughter."
"...?"
A shock hit my brain.
My new bride already has a grown daughter.
That daughter sucked my cock on the way to meet her mother my to be wife.
A wave of information crashed over me.
'Oh, a mother-daughter combo.'
That's the core of it.
If a mother and daughter are side by side, you fuck them both.
That's common sense in our industry, right?