Reincarnated as the Only Human

After Rhefia came out about her past she changed for the better.

She seemed happier and more free, doing what she pleased and enjoying life as every moment passed.

Rhefia treated Camara with more care, still training her harshly but giving her consoling words at the end of each session.

As for Aethisia, she was slowly getting bigger and bigger, and now she stood at my chest.

Our white haired daughter still rarely spoke, and she threw herself into training with reckless abandon.

When I asked her about it, she told me that the reason was so that she could protect all of us in the future, which made me happy.

Both her and Camara still drank from my tit, but considering I wasn’t pregnant, my body started slimming down on the milk, making both my daughters and my wife rather sad.

Rhefia had suggested we get to making a third, to which I told her that, as of right now, we simply couldn’t afford having that third.

Our supplies were slowly building up, sure, but we had a lack of space, enough resources for just us four, and winter was coming.

I didn’t want to risk not having enough for all of us to comfortably live during the winter, so I told her that I had ’learned’ how to keep my womb closed, much to her disappointment.

Of course, there were quite a few times that I almost relented, especially when Rhefia got heavier handed during sex.

One such occasion had seen her pushing me into the ground outside, her thick cock gouging deep into my cunt and slamming against my cervix.

Her animalistic grunts and primal way of taking me, as well as all the things she growled into my ear almost made me cancel the skill, allowing her to plant her seed deep into my womb again.

Thankfully my restraint had grown immensely over these months here, so I was able to hold back and simply enjoy her rough love while still keeping myself ’safe’.

Besides that, I had gone back to felling the trees around our clearing, allowing me to expand my garden a little more and even plan out the next portion of our house.

I was also making my way closer to the boulder, so that I could spend my time safely chipping away at it and getting more and more stone.

I had asked Rhefia if there was a place with lots of boulders, and she had told me of a large mountain a bit aways that was rich with basic ores and herbs.

Expressing my desire to travel there to get a lot more resources, she told me we could after Aethisia grew up a little more.

Rhefia wanted to make it a ’family trip’, where we would all go and hunt, explore, gather, and have fun out in the wilderness.

As such, I was preparing for that trip, crafting each of us sleeping bags, tents, arrows, smoking meat, gather more waterskins, and preparing myself with skills I would need.

[Level Up

Level 27 (SS), Level 34 (BS)]

I had leveled up six times with my Survival System and Breeding System, and I allocated those points into [Farmer III], [Hunter III], and improved a new skill I got, [Miner II], which increased any yield from mining by 15%.

Useful, considering where we were going.

As for my Breeding Points, I upgraded [Seed Absorption] to its fifth stage, making it so I could get a decent meal from just semen.

There was also another skill I picked up, called [Exhausting Womb I], which made it so that, when activated, my partner grew more tired for every load shot into or onto my body.

I had used it once before, and it was interesting to see Rhefia slow down, her body slick with sweat as she went from pounding me to laying on her back, asking me to take over for a round.

It was entertaining enough seeing that, but Rhefia didn’t seem particularly happy with herself after that, frowning as we lay side by side.

So, I decided that, unless I myself was tired of sex that day, I wasn’t going to use that skill.

Another week flew by, and Aethisia was showing rapid improvements; she was now taller than even Rhefia, her long white hair stood out against her light chocolate skin, and her crimson eyes were always serious.

However, whenever I praised my stoic daughter, she sometimes had a smirk on her lips, which made me happy to see whenever it sprouted on her thin lips.

Currently I was sitting on the step, and my two daughters were sparring in the center of the clearing, long heavy sticks in their hands.

Rhefia stood off to the side, watching with narrowed eyes as the two girls spun around in the clearing.

Camara wasn’t as talented as her younger sister, but she made up for it with both experience and clever tactics, using her surroundings to her advantage.

Aethisia moved with incredible fluidity and precision, and her stick flickered out towards Camara’s unguarded side.

The two had been at it for a half hour already, and I enjoyed watching the spar between my two daughters.