Texan In Another World 29 Rng: - V2.16 - A Crossing Of Boundries

There wasn't much else to say in his opinion. Life brought moments, and sometimes it didn't work out. For him, it had not. Transmigration was a wonderful thing, there wasn't much love for a regular complaint. Mike was still in pain when he first arrived, but as time pa.s.sed the damage had gone. He worked his legs and moved his back, his mobility was fixed. That was before they had even left for Goger City.

Now that Mike was able to actually provide some effect to his surroundings rather than to just be a fly on the wall he had decided it was time he re-evaluate, as planned.

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Mike had been working hard to become a Cannabis Icon in this world, he wasn't leaving it anytime soon. Keeping the Girls with him was what he wanted and now they had so much more to offer besides their bodies.

Cara wasn't going to let Mike leave without her no matter what, but he had to figure out what the others really wanted.

Mike met up with Vella and all the Girls, including some of the new recruits.

"Okay, a bit more than I expected to show up." Mike wasn't sure if he wanted that many companions but he wasn't going to push them away.

Vella certainly had an eye for an attractive body. None of the new recruits were lacking in the physical department.

'Cough Cough' Mike tried to clear his throat in an attempt to garnish their attention while he was speaking.

Some of the new recruits were busy having a discussion about undergarments and gold that kept falling out.

"As I was saying. I'm glad so many of you turned out for this meeting."

"I have a few things I want to say, so please keep your questions till after." Mike waved his hands to stop them all, questions were inbound so he had to make sure that he stayed on topic.

"I'm leaving this area pretty soon. I will be taking the Dragoons with me, and as much of the profit from this Casino as I can. I will not be closing the Casino" Mike watched the shoulders of some of the new arrivals drop and tense up for a moment until he finished his sentence.

"I want this place to stay open, Its a good place for you girls to regain some power for yourselves."

"That being said. I will remain the owner of this Town, this Casino and the Port. Please hold on to my share."

"The rest, can stay in the Casino Vault." Mike saw the eyes of the girls light up.

Mike laid out a plan for a drop that led to the vault. He wasn't going to use the Tunnel or Throne Room for a Vault, it would lead others to its existence eventually. He couldn't have that.

Mike decided on building a new safe, from his own memories he was able to draft a simple lock system that was probably a few dozen years ahead of this world. With a double tumbler and one false it was at least something else besides a pin to depress.

"These locks suck" Mike was sure robbery would take place. The use of a storage ring to hold the earnings was a no brain'ers, but where would they keep the rings? They couldn't just leave them around, people with good magical sense could just locate and retrieve them near effortlessly.

Mike had a clock maker help fortify the lock with a timer and some very large bolts that needed a lever to pry open each time. If they messed up even once, the door would jam and it would be unlikely to be opened anytime soon after.

"Vella, Cara, Rissa, Jodi, March, Mona, Georgia, Betty, the rest of the new comers.."

"I brought these girls out of slavery and showed them a new life, A life you're currently enjoying too."

"You can choose to stay in the Casino and keep it running while I'm gone or leave with me. But!"

"And I can't stress this enough." Mike was sure he was going to hear a mouthful after his next bit.

"I don't want you to come if you're not going to fight. I am going to take over this world, it won't be nice and it won't be kind."

Mike's face changed.

He looked at the girls with intent. He was not going to come back for some time, if ever. The act of making them put some gold away for him was more or less for the worst of times.

Mona spoke up.

"I know I speak for most of us here when I say that we're not leaving your side. You'll have to throw us away before we would ever choose to leave."

Rissa cut her off a little too late, "My Sister and I were enslaved as children. This life is the only life I've ever know and I don't want to lose it now that we're no longer slaves."

"We all love you Mike, It seems like it is hard for you to accept all of us into your heart at the same time. But all of us have already accepted you into ours! And to be completely clear, I don't want to hear about you leaving without us again." Jodi hugged Rissa.

Rissa's face got red and she kissed her sister. "Sit down, you're not going anywhere"

"I'm leaving with Mike, and So are all of you." Jodi started to unb.u.t.ton Rissa's s.h.i.+rt.

'Cough'

'Cough'

'Cough' Mike wasn't sure if it was translating efficiently, but he was trying to break up the s.e.xy scene in front of him. It was taking his concentration and throwing it right into the gutter.

"Okay.. So. Here are the rules."

"Not all of you can go."

The first sentence left most of them pretty disappointed but Georgia was f.u.c.king Harry.. she didn't want to leave and now Florence was standing beside her to signify her desire to run the place in Mike's absence.

"Uhh.." Mike looked at Vella.

"Someone has to stay and manage this place, we've all put too much work into it just to hand it over to someone else. Besides, I want more from it in the future when things really start to pick up. Call it an investment." Mike's eyes darted to Vella's exposed legs.

She already had her hands up to take the dress off her body, and it looked like all the girls who were leaving with him also wanted to get a part of Mike.

He hadn't even been introduced to all of them yet. It wasn't exactly a great place to get naked either. Mike didn't want to have an orgy in the middle of the Casino during open hours, It would have been in poor taste even happening in any world.

s.e.xy or Not.

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Georgia had been put in charge of the House, Harry was the head security and doorman. Leaving Florence in charge of hiring. They led the group back to the house next door and left for work immediately after.

After their replacements were found, Mike led everyone around to teach them the roles and where they would be working every day.

In Mike's mind, the plan was already working. The new replacements would take the roles Mike and the Girls were filling at the moment and expand on them. He would have to keep an eye on things for a few more weeks but once it was stable he and his harem could leave.

Mike, Vella, the Poocha Troop and others were all wondering what they were going to do and how many of them were going.

"We're going to start training. Everyday. In Six Months or however long it takes, we're going to attack and regain what was stolen from us, and after that I want revenge on the Ornians." Mike started to lay out his plan for world domination.

There wouldn't be any mercy, They had shown none and were ready for blood. he would have to be equally ready to do what was necessary. It sounded like a huge problem but the more he spoke the more convinced the girls were about his cause.

Vella stood up and saluted. It was an awkward pose, She put her tail straight up into the air and her arms out like a zombie. It honestly didn't make a whole lot of sense, but the others were all laughing and followed suit.

Mike tried to laugh. It was definitely cute but Vella was doing it out of respect this time instead of being a problem starter.

In six months to a year, Mike was going to take over Poocha Castle, that meant he would have to really be ready for anything.

Prince Troeg might even resist.

He could a.s.sa.s.sinate everyone and just move in, but that wouldn't be official enough. Mike would have to go above and beyond, and it couldn't end at the Poocha Capital. Mike had chosen to stay, to fight for the people who were close to him. He had been taken from his home world, but he never imagined he would find a new home.

A t.i.tan. Mike was a t.i.tan. A Texan too. But being from a place doesn't mean you ever belonged, Mike knew that.

Pulling out the Radio Mike cranked its volume and led the parade of girls into his bedroom.

"Ooo.. What's your name?" Mike asked who some of the newbies were, but ultimately it didn't even matter to him.

"Life is funny that way." Pilor flicked her tongue towards one of the feathered girls that had just joined in on the fun.

Soon a pile of clothes was on the floor surrounding the bed, and women of several species were pulling at each other for a chance to meet their future husband and mate.

Vella came up from behind with two of the Hirenne who had been hired recently. Their pink skin, soft feathers and blue eyes made them especially different from what Mike had been use to for the last 8 months.

It was so strange to consider himself lucky when he first arrived, but now that Mike thought about it and watched his surroundings he was sure.

"I've gotta be dead. No way is this real." Mike watched his pants fall away and more than a dozen faces looked up like hungry wolves.

Mike had girls sucking on his toes, fingers, tongue and trunk.

"I Give up.. I give up...." Mike threw himself on the bed and took his s.h.i.+rt off.

"You're all my wives from here on, don't be shy." Mike opened his mouth and started to let the others play with his body.

A few very fine and fresh giggles came from the sides of the bed as Vella walked up with a different skinned girl on each arm, each of them holding another girl and in turn yet again more women at the ends.

Surrounded, Mike wasn't sure how else he should react. He was happy.

'Mmmm... I wonder which one is first' Mike wanted to know, but it was Cara who first spoke up.

Pilor let her tongue wrap around Mike's finger and pulled his hand to her lower half.

Cara guided the Poocha Troop to swallow his manhood while the Hirenne Twins Sili and Seli were licking at his a.s.s. The Feathers from their faces against his cheeks had left him ready to laugh, but the six tongues wrapping themselves around his c.o.c.k made it even harder to resist a final climax.

Mike was almost on sensory overload but he still had a surprise waiting for him.

Vella turned with a devilish smile, bent over the bed-rail and begged to be put in a position of pain.

Her wing's spread out across the bed and knocked over a lamp, turning out the light. The radio was blasting and fine tunes filled the night air.

'To be born again in another world, A Texan. A t.i.tan.' Mike let himself enjoy the moment and closed his eyes.