A King's Folly

It had been a long time since Hammo had walked this path. Almost three decades ago he had come this way seeking a favor. The price he paid hadn't been cheap but it was necessary to free his people. The decaying empire of Trullo had overstayed their welcome. What he had gained had been worth it but now he had returned to try to keep what he had.

Hammo was no longer the young man he had once been. Age wouldn't take him just yet but it was obvious to everyone that this little kingdom that had won independence was heirless. No one would dare say it to their warrior king's face but it had become obvious that the king was the problem. There was no other explanation for how almost three decades of bedding his many wives and concubines had produced not a single child.

Desperation had brought the king back to this tower that only the bravest were willing to approach. Hammo hesitated to knock, but the thought of his kingdom being weakened by civil war and placed back in shackles strengthened his resolve. He grabbed the door knocker which seemed so much larger all those years ago and knocked. There was no way of knowing if the occupants had heard so he waited and waited.

Hammo had expected this, standing in the same spot determined not to move until the door was opened. Finally after hours had passed and the sun had began to set the doors began to move. Slowly they swung inward while Hammo's eyes strained to see what was inside the dark interior. His nose was quicker to adjust than his eyes as the scent of a feast wafted outside.

The thought of what foods could produce such pleasant smells were interrupted by a voice that was even more pleasant.

"Welcome and thank you for waiting. Please come inside, Master Reitmeir is waiting for you."

Hammo slowly stepped through the door and allowed his eyes to adjust. The strange feeling on his skin as all the hairs stood up, made him feel as if he had just passed through a barrier. Now that he was able to see, he looked around and was surprised that things were completely different. The greeter seemed to notice the surprise and interjected.

"You shouldn't be alarmed, Master Reitmeir often makes such changes. He's told me plenty of times that stability leads to stagnation, and that makes things boring."

Until that explanation Hammo had almost forgotten that there was someone waiting to guide him. He turned to the towers greeter and was caught off guard by what he saw. When he had first come here seeking aid the welcoming had been different. Before there had been an intimidating demonic warrior, now there was something completely different.

In front of him stood a beautiful woman that was nearly nude. She had light blonde hair, tanned skin, and completely unnatural red eyes that you couldn't help but stare at. Hammo's eyes looked up and down, as he couldn't help but notice her ample breasts and wide hips that made him briefly wonder how good the view from the back was. Spread across her voluptuous body was a strange pattern of lines and a distinct tattoo were pubes would be. Finally he saw a symbol of taint, a skin colored tail flicker.

Having gotten a good view of this servant, he realized that Master Reitmeir hadn't stopped favoring servants of the demonic variety. As long as they kept standing in this entrance, nothing would happen, and Hammo was eager to leave this place as soon as possible. In an attempt to get things moving along, he questioned the servant.

"Looks like your master still seems to always know when someone is coming. How long do I have to wait until I can see him?"

The demonic servant let out a small chuckle before replying.

"You're not the first to comment on that. Must be one of the perks of having a tall tower with a view. Or maybe it's something more sinister."

Having had her fun teasing the newest guest she continued.

"All jokes aside you only have to wait as long as it takes my little legs to lead you. The master is in the dining hall waiting for his dinner guest, and I'm sure you know who that is. Well, right this way and feel free to enjoy the view on the way. The master's guest always seem to enjoy this part. I guess they are big fans of architecture and interior design."

She gave Hammo a knowing wink before turning around and taking a few steps. With almost no distance covered she turned her head towards the guest to make sure he was following before continuing. Hammo made it a point to not look at Reitmeir's servant more than necessary, only looking at the back of her head to make sure he wasn't bumping in to her before staring at everything but her.

Eventually Hammo's curiosity got the better of him and his eyes slowly drifted down her back. The visual journey was certainly more exciting than the soot covered interior of the towers walls. Her back had purple tattoos that gave a different appearance than he was used to with women. The whole time her tail moved left to right with each of her steps. Finally they reached a set of stairs that spiraled upwards.

The ascent forced Hammo to look straight at the servants ass as it moved in front of him. Up he went with a hand on the railing and his eyes on her almost perfect rear as they moved upwards. Her ample hips seemed to make every step even more attractive, giving her rear a slight jiggle. His appreciation of this near perfect derriere was interrupted when he stumbled.

The servant looked back and let out a quiet chortle before commenting in a amused tone.

"Oh my, please try to be careful. I know there's so many wonderful things to look at on our short little journey, but try to look where your stepping. Trust me it's a long way back down. Besides you can get a nice long look at everything on your way back out."

He regained his stability and gave a short reply

"Yes, I'm hoping to go back down these steps on my feet and not my ass. Are we almost there?"

She was happy to answer

"Of course we're almost there, can't you smell it. Now come, come."

She continued leading the way until they were on the next floor in front of a large set of double doors. They looked heavy and almost comically large making Hammo wonder how much effort it took to open them. He quickly found out that it took no effort as the doors swung slowly open with no sign anyone pushing or pulling. As they opened He saw inside the person he was sure was responsible.

Reitmeir was standing at the foot of a large round table with his hand raised. Once the doors came to a stop he relaxed it a little before beckoning the two in. Hammo hesitated until the servant quickly walked in and pulled out a chair across from Reitmeir. Realizing his visitor remained frozen, Reitmeir called out to him.

"Come on old friend, the lady offered you a chair. It's comfy, the food is ready, and you wouldn't want to be rude."

Hammo wasn't scared to sit down, he was just shocked that so much had changed but Reitmeir had remained almost unchanged. He whispered an apology and walked across to the table. The dining hall was a combination of the normal and strange, with a plain Trullish style table being placed on the most exotic animal skin he'd ever seen. The desire to get things off to a good start and rest his legs was finally enough to get him seated.

Hammo decided to be polite, knowing that even if he was king of this land that he had no power over this tower or it's inhabitants.

"Good evening Master Reitmeir, I apologize for coming uninvited. It's ju-"

Hammo was cut off

"Apologize! For what? It's not like I ever give out invitations anyways. And what's all this talk of master this, master that? You're a king, no need to be so subservient. Now let's eat and discuss what brings you here. I mean you're a pretty smart fellow so I'm sure you can walk and chew bubble gum at the same time."

Hammo didn't know what bubble gum was, but figured it must be something from before the cataclysm. He took a seat at the table and was about to make his request when the arrival of food interrupted him. The servant had pushed a large tray of various meats, fruits, and other delicacies to the side of the table. She first lay a platter in front of Hammo, which he was hesitant to eat. After she presented one to her master who spoke to her.

"Thank you Aki, go be a statue over there for a bit. I have some catching up to do with our guest."

Hammo was surprised that a demon could have such a short name. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she moved to the edge of the room to blend into the background. Reitmeir being ever observant saw the alertness and had to comment.

"Please try to relax a little your majesty, Aki or Akilara if your feeling proper isn't going to stab you in the back. Plus she's a good cook, doesn't even add poison to the recipe so eat up."

Even though he had entered expecting it the way Reitmeir spoke was still unsettling. He spoke but his mouth didn't, as if his voice was being projected straight into Hammo's mind. Regardless Hammo was a bit hungry from the trip and the food seemed normal enough. After taking an small bite and not noticing anything off he decided to start their conversation with something besides his request.

"I see you have a new greeter since last time I was here."

Reitmeir let out a cackle before responding

"Oh you mean old Obojwa, well he's not really around no more. Some tomb raiding monk assholes destroyed him. It's a shame because I was trying to get my hands on some memorabilia but oh well. Besides Aki isn't so bad, my most loyal servant and all my visitors seem to like her more. Isn't that right Aki?"

From behind, Hammo heard her distant reply.

"Yes master, you're correct."

Reitmeir let out another cackle before continuing

"You see Hammo my boy, she's very polite and the outfit is very fashionable."

Hammo replied, and attempted to steer the conversation to what he came for.

"Yes I'm sure a few tattoos and some gold chains is high fashion where she's from. So about the reason for my visit I was-"

Reitmeir cut in again

"Yes about your visit it's been awhile since you stopped by. You look so different from last time we spoke."

Hammo wished he could say the same about his host, who hadn't seemed to age a day since they last met. Reitmeir was definitely an odd one, and yet Hammo continued to sit making small talk.

"It's definitely been a few years. Unfortunately the years haven't been as kind to me as they've been to you."

Reitmeir smirked before responding.

"27 years actually, not that I've been counting. Well I apologize for distracting you with nonsense. What can I possibly do to help out my king?"

The last two words were delivered in the most sarcastic tone. Hammo struggled to keep from showing any sign of disdain for this tower dwelling hermit with his request.

"It hasn't been distracting, besides you have been kind enough to offer me a good meal and a place to rest my feet. So the reason I came here is that I'm childless. If I died today the kingdom would turn to chaos with no clear successor. If you have a way to help me produce a child I beg of you to use it."

Reitmeir sat up straight and interlaced his fingers, with a smile on his face upon hearing the request. It didn't take long to reply.

"Oh my liege, this is terrible news! Think of the kingdom, think of your legacy, think of the chaos that would follow your death. You definitely made the right choice coming here, I've helped many a man with the same issue. Before I can help though I need to know what's wrong. Does the royal prick not stand up straight and proud like it used to?"

Hammo knew he was being insulted, even if there was some truth to what he was saying. His cock had grown increasingly slow to awaken and never seemed to harden like it used to. Even so, he was still able to cum and this issue had started long before age had started to take his vigor. Swallowing his pride he gave an answer.

"No that is not the issue, fortunately I have not had that issue on top of everything else. I have no problem releasing into a woman, but nothing ever comes of it."

Reitmeir made an exaggerated expression of inquisitiveness on his face, while tapping his fingers together. After some time had passed he replied with another question.

"Well how do you know the woman isn't the problem?"

Hammo thought of the wives and concubines he had collected over the years, and how it was obvious to anyone with a working brain that they couldn't all be barren.

"I know it's not the woman, because I've been with multiple women. I've bedded my wives and concubines many times each, and there's no chance that all them could be sterile."

Reitmeir started laughing, while Hammo's face lost a lot of the sternness from embarrassment. Finally when he had composed himself Reitmeir replied.

"Well that is such a shame. Just to think, all those fields to plow but no seeds to plant. Luckily for you I have something that will fix that issue. To bad you waited so long to see me again. You could have been a grandpa by now. Aki come here please."

The demonic servant emerged from the shadows and walked to her master. She leaned against him with her ear next to his lips, while he whispered. It didn't take long until she had left the room. The two men sat silently for a few moments until Reitmeir spoke again.

"My obedient little helper went to grab the thing that will fix you right up. She shouldn't be long, ever since she started here, things have been much more organized. While we wait feel free to finish eating."

Hammo thanked his host for agreeing to help and finished up his remaining food. It didn't take long after for Aki to return with a small wooden chest in her arms that she took to Reitmeir. He opened the chest to inspect as a green glow covered his face. After shutting the lid Aki leaned over while Reitmeir whispered into her ear.

Aki gave a quite reply and began carrying the small chest towards Hammo. She had a smile on her face as she slowly covered the distance. Hammo's anticipation was building as her swaying hips brought the goal of his journey closer. Finally she got in front of Hammo, placed the chest on the table and removed a small bottle filled with a glowing green fluid. She held it up so Hammo could see before leaning forward to present it.

"As our honored guest, Master Reitmeir presents this small elixir. We hope it satisfies your needs."

Hammo held out both hands as Aki placed it in his hands. He was careful not to drop it as he looked down at the mysterious concoction. While Hammo examined his gift Aki leaned forward to close the small chest. Hearing the movement Hammo looked up from the bottle and got a full view of Aki's pussy from behind. Without realizing it he starred the whole time she was bent over not looking away until she stood up to return to Reitmeir.

He made eye contact with his host who was giving him a knowing look. Once Aki returned to Reitmeir's side he directed her to return the box to storage. Once the two men were the only ones left in the room Reitmeir cleared his throat and began speaking.

"Well now that you're finished getting an eyeful of my......elixir I can set some ground rules. First you don't have to pay me anything besides remembering that I'm still out here and enjoy my privacy when you return. Second you will drink the elixir in front of me, if things don't work as they should I don't want to be blamed if it's because you didn't finish or contaminated it. Finally you will spend the night here. I make for a good lifesaver and want to be nearby if required."

Hammo thought about the conditions before accepting and everything seemed reasonable. After all when working with alchemy things could go wrong with even the best of products, and it was already late. He had no issue accepting the offer but did have a question he wanted answered.

"Everything seems reasonable, just like last time. If you haven't lost your touch I expect everything will work as well as before. I do have a question though, what exactly should I expect once I drink this?"

Reitmeir's face stretched into a large grin as he heard the king's acceptance. Leaning back in his chair he answered in a relaxed tone.

"Oh my king nothing to crazy, maybe a little bit of tiredness at first. That shouldn't last long though as the effects will hit your body with some force. It's no exaggeration to say that renewed vigor will flood your body. Just try to keep yourself under control until you get back, and I promise the first woman you couple with will give you an heir."

Hammo couldn't hold back his smile at this news. It was a smile of relief knowing that the stress of kingship would be a lot less burdensome when he returned to his palace. With everything out in the open Hammo thought there was no reason to keep waiting.

"Thank you again Reitmeir you've been an excellent host once again. However it continues to grow late and I don't see any reason to keep delaying."

Reitmeir shook his head in approval before replying

"I agree, time to drink up."

Reitmeir leaned forward to get a good view as Reitmeir held the bottle in one hand and pulled out the cork. As he held the open bottle he watched as a green miasma slowly spilled out into the open. It didn't take long for the smell to hit his nose, with what could only be described as the scent of pungent semen. Hammo didn't want to think about what ingredients were needed to create such an odor and gain the desired effects.

Taking one last look at Reitmeir and seeing no change of expression, Hammo lifted the lid of the bottle up to his lips. He tilted his head back and began drinking the liquid that was surprisingly thick. Fighting the desire to spit out the awful tasting liquid, he kept swallowing until the bottle was empty. After taking one last look at the bottle to make sure it was empty, he set it down on the table.

Once he saw the bottle was empty Reitmeir began speaking again.

"That wasn't so bad was it? Well don't worry about the bottle Aki will take care of it."

With what was suspiciously good timing Aki walked back into the room and grabbed the empty bottle and cork from the table, before walking out the room with them.

"I told you, she always seems to know when she's needed. As soon as she gets back she can show you to the guests room. Feel free to make yourself at home, tonight. Aki is always happy to serve our guest with taking care of any needs or wants that their hearts desire."

Aki returned to the room and stood next to Hammo's chair, giving a small bow before speaking to him.

"Whenever you're ready my king I'll be happy to show you to your room."

Hammo stood up, thanked Reitmeir, and told Aki to show him the way to the room. On the walk there Hammo began feeling the intense fatigue that Reitmeir had warned about. Fortunately for Hammo the guest room was a lot closer than the dining hall had been, and he was relieved when he finally got to see where he would be sleeping.

The guest quarters left little room to complain about as everything was well furnished. In the center of the room was a large bed that put the one in his palace to shame. Thoughts of how much time he would be spending in bed with his women when he got back flowed through his mind. For the time being though, Hammo just wanted to rest and sat down in one of the padded chairs in the room.

Aki went and made sure everything on the bed met her high standards and then walked over to Hammo. Not wanting to stand over a guest she got down on her knees in front of him and spoke.

"I hope everything is comfortable for you tonight. Over there next to the bed is a bell you can ring if you need anything throughout your stay. But for now while I'm here, is there anything I can get for you? Something to drink, food, a massage, or anything else you want?"