Reincarnated as the Only Human

”Distinguished guests~! Welcome, welcome~! The Cornucopia is grateful to be hosting so many important members of the Queendom, and so many important visitors from around the world as well! We hope that you continue to enjoy the festivities around Birchan, and we hope you find your time here, in the Cornucopia, to be one of immense joy and fulfillment! Now, without further adieu, please enjoy the story of our Queendom’s founding!”

The elegantly dressed Aviankin bowed deeply, her dazzling dress doing little to hide the twin mountains that adorned her chest, which she so easily revealed to the crowd as she took her bow, only to turn and waltz off stage and allow the actresses to replace her.

Kissing me deeply again, the Duchess reluctantly nipped my lip before pulling away, taking in deep breaths as she muttered ”Let’s pay attention now... the actresses of the Cornucopia are extremely talented. Always a sight to see.”

The glass in front of us allowed us to look down at the stage without needing to crane our necks or move at all, so I just took the opportunity to cuddle with the Duchess instead, sliding closer to her soft body and resting my head on her shoulder, watching as the many actresses waltzed onto the stage one after another.

All of them were dressed in unique, eye catching attire, their smooth skin, silky hair, toned bodies and warm, gentle expressions making many in the crowd nod appreciatively, myself and the Duchess included as we saw the lead actress dance towards the front, her smile aimed at our room as she gave a deep curtsy, followed by the rest mimicking her a second later.

”The story of the Queendom’s founding..? Told how? A play, a musical?”

Hearing my soft murmur, the Duchess rested her cheek against the top of my head as she muttered ”A play usually, though they do sing often, so perhaps it will be a musical? It’s different each year...”

With their ’introductions’ over, the actresses all danced away, leaving the lead to stand in the middle with that same smile as before, silence descending over the Cornucopia as we all waited for it to begin.

The Aviankin from before stood off to the side, atop a dimly lit podium that allowed her voice to travel across the entire building as she began to speak, beginning the play and setting the scene.

”Many centuries ago, the south of Teran was shrouded in the flames of war.”

Different actresses slinked onto the stage, stalking towards the lead actress, who was still smiling down at the crowd.

”Many separate tribes laid claim to the lands of the south; the Orcs, the Deerkin, the Boarkin and the Aviankin were the most predominant, and amongst them, the Deerkin were the most open to partnership. Their Matriarch - the beautiful and seductive Vivian - wanted to unify the tribes and have peace.”

Finally turning around, the lead actress - a swarthy, chocolate skinned Doe with wide hips and small, yet perky tits - slid her pelt dress to the side, allowing it to fall to the stage and reveal the skimpy bra and skirt she wore beneath it, catching everyone’s attention immediately.

Leaning further into the Duchess’ arms, I watched curiously as the Aviankin continued to narrate, taking in the way the other actresses all stared hungrily at the Deerkin woman, their cocks springing up hungrily as they continued to prowl around the stage.

”Vivian wasn’t against using her sexuality to bribe the other tribes into unity. In fact, she already had friendly relations with the Ravenkin and Crowkin tribes, allowing trade between the plains and the mountains. However, she wanted more. More for her people, more for herself, and more for the Goddesses. She wanted to build a temple dedicated to the Goddesses that ruled this stretch of land, and to do so, she desired to use materials from all over said land.

The wood from the forest ruled by the Orcs, the limestone near the lakes ruled by the Boarkin, the marble and granite found within the mountains of the Aviankin... she wanted it all, and to do so, she needed to trade with each tribe. But...”

”Vivian! You reneged on our agreement! You promised me fifty bushels of wheat and twenty five bushels of corn, and yet..!”

The Orc stalked forwards, towards the smaller Doe, who stared up at the green skinned futa fearfully, her body trembling somewhat.

”I have yet to receive those bushels you promised me, Vivian... Do you take me for a fool?!”

Grabbing the Doe’s arm, the Orc yanked her forwards and forced the Doe to stare up at her from up close, while one of her hands dropped down towards the Doe’s butt, trailing beneath the skirt and making the Doe shudder some more.

”I-I still need time..! There was a drought this summer, Bagran! W-We haven’t..! AH~!”

”You agreed, Vivian... and I don’t see fifty bushels of wheat, nor twenty five bushels of corn... so perhaps you need to give me something else...”

The Orc’s voice was dangerously low, yet it still carried across the building clearly, even as the Orc leaned down and ’whispered’ into Vivian’s ear, her other hand grabbing at the Doe’s butt and giving each cheek a firm squeeze.

”Give yourself to me, Vivian, and I’ll spare you and your ilk... I’ll tell my sisters to remain in the forest and not raise down your tribe...”

”F-Fine~! J-Just..! Spare my people~!”

Letting out a hearty laugh, the Orc ripped off the Doe’s clothes and spun her around, pushing her onto the stage and grabbing at the Doe’s ass, which she swiftly penetrated with her cock, making me blink in surprise as I watched Bagran begin to fuck Vivian roughly, pounding her pussy with fervor and making the Doe scream in glee as she was stuffed with the Orc’s thick penis.

”What..?”

”What?”

Hearing my confusion, the Duchess looked down at me and tilted her head, before looking back down at the stage as I asked ”Why..? Why are they having sex? What is the purpose?”

”Purpose? Vivian - the first Queen - was a... for lack of a better word... she was a glorified harlot. Always having sex with whomever wanted to taste her. It lead to our founding, but also to many confusing things... different children with different futanari always make things complicated for ’traditional’ royalty.”

”Again... what does that have to do with having sex on stage? I thought this was a play..?”

The Duchess blinked a few times, her confusion evident as she asked ”It is a play though? They are showing how Vivian gets pregnant with her first daughter, who would later go on to become the head of the Birchan Army and defend the Queendom from outside forces.”

Listening to the moans of the Doe as she was roughly pounded from behind by the Orc, I bit my cheek before asking ”And we need to see this ’Vivian’ get inseminated why..?”

As if something clicked in her mind, the Duchess just smirked as she turned to me and whispered ”Astra, this is all an excuse for everyone here to get horny... we learn about our founding, yes, but we all want to watch as this Vivian gets fucked by many different cocks, so that we ourselves get in the mood. This is a Fertility Festival, after all, and the Nobility wants to make this up into a rich event, right..? Look.”

Waving her hand at the crowd below, I could see a few of the Nobles were glancing around at the others sitting with them, with a handful already quietly joining in, having sex together and watching as the Doe on stage got stuffed with semen, the Orc grunting loudly as she blew her load inside the woman’s womb.

”This is all an excuse for the Nobility to spend some money, get to meet others with the same amount of money, and look for someone to have sex with. Some are here alone, others come with their partners; the goal is the same though, and that is to have sex and get your partner pregnant. Everyone’s heat cycle tends to flare during the spring, and that makes insemination easy... so why not make an event out of it, hm~?”

Looking down at me, the Duchess leaned over and kissed me again, pressing her lips against mine before reaching for my breast as she muttered ”The story of our founding is an arousing one, because Vivian was quite~ the promiscuous Queen... always letting someone pound her for fun and get her pregnant... starting with the Orcs~!”

Saying that, we both looked towards Shelur, who was staring at us with narrowed eyes, ignoring the sounds of the Doe getting bred for a second round on the stage by one of her kin, something that made the Duchess and I shiver as we resumed kissing.

The Noblewoman was sharing her understanding on this subject directly, and after a few more seconds I decided that I would accept that understanding blissfully.