After capturing Luca and forcing my hands onto her fluff, which she giggled throughout the entire duration of as I played with her ears and tail, I made sure to give my wives the attention that they sought after seeing me with my new, fluffy form. However, I did not attend to them without a hidden intent, and that intent just so happened to include me bringing that barghest fluff with me.

Before my wives could realize it… I applied the fluff to each and every one of them.

All of my wives ended up growing wolf ears atop their heads and wolf tails sticking out from above their rears.

Even the dog sisters.

In the cases of Delphi, Lavi, and Cami, they simply grew a second set of ears on the tops of their heads and a second tail each. So, each of them had four canid ears and two canid tails. It was… strange as far as appearances went, but did I care? Absolutely not. It meant they had twice as much fluff as normal! It was like I doubled the number of dog-based girlfriends I had when only taking into consideration the amount of fluff they had to offer me!

Cami, however, probably had the best reaction to becoming fluffier out of them. While Delphi was happy to chase after both of her tails, and while Lavi was talking about how having more tails meant being able to store more dark power within her, Cami pulled both of her tails to her front by bringing them between her legs and holding them up to stick them under that cloth wrap tied around her chest. The intent was to, apparently, make herself look bustier by stuffing the wrapping with her new fluff… but it didn’t work at all for obvious reasons, leaving her disappointed and asking for a something that could double her breast size rather than her tail count.

Then there was Clawdia. Clawdia was a cat girl, yet she was forced to grow wolf ears and a tail. She became a sort of cat-wolf hybrid. And in a very Clawdia way, Clawdia went on about how degrading it was to be a glorious cat forcibly turned into a part wolf… and also went on about how hot and exciting it was to be degraded so wonderfully.

Honey basically didn’t have a reaction. She was too obsessed with me and my own fluff to care about the fact that she grew more fluff. She also mumbled something about wanting to see me dominate a cat boy, then whispered something to Vala about potentially turning Clawdia into a cat boy so that she could watch.

As for Vala herself, she was similar to Honey in that she barely reacted to her own fluff… but she did react in other ways by basically clinging to my back the entire time. She clung to my back so she could have easy access to my fluffy ears and basically just played with them the entire time, even during the more… vigorous of our activities with all of our wives.

Chloe was probably the only one outright confused out of everybody about her growing fluff. She said something about how she was supposed to be the childhood friend trope and that dog girls were never childhood friends, so she wasn’t sure how she was supposed to behave after acquiring her fluff. And naturally, when I told her not to overthink things and to relax, she cried.

Meanwhile, Eliza… enjoyed it way more than I thought she would. She might have had the mind of an old woman, but—well, actually, that was probably responsible for it. She lived through so much and for so long that she just didn’t care anymore. All she wanted was to have some fun. So, when she was given fluff, she fully embraced it and basically acted like even more of a dog than the dog sisters. That was… exciting, to put it simply.

Valkyria just acted like her usual self, and by that I mean she was so flustered and embarrassed that she basically didn’t know how to act and just let the rest of us take full control while enjoying her body and fluff. In a way, despite being a tank that was made for war, and going up against Clawdia… she was the most submissive one out of all my wives. Clawdia was more… intentionally submissive and liked to pretend like she wasn’t actually submissive, but Valkyria was truly submissive without even meaning to be. More importantly, I was curious about what would happen if she turned back into her tank form after we had our fun in the house, and… the fluff persisted. Valkyria, in her natural form, was a legitimate tank… with two, huge, fluffy ears sticking out atop her turret and a massive, fluffy tail sticking out from her back. Because the ears and tail grew to match her size, that meant she became the fluffiest out of all my girlfriends. In her tank form, her tail was so large and fluffy that all of us could hypothetically use it as a bed without any issue!

But even so, Valkyria was not the last of my wives to get fluffified.

Postia.

Postia might not have had a humanoid body yet, instead just being a mailbox, but that was no reason not to let her join in on the fluff. When I applied the barghest fluff to her, she grew a couple of ears atop her cylindrical body with a tail sticking out from her back side. It was a bit strange seeing a mailbox with a wagging tail, but also endearing. Plus all that really mattered was that she looked fluffy. I never even knew that a tank or mailbox could be fluffy, but there they were.

Of course, I also used it on Mariet’s body, causing her body to grow a tail. There were no ears, though. Did that mean her body wasn’t an independent being when her head wasn’t there? Even when I detached her arm from her body and rubbed the fluff on her arm, the arm acted like she was her own person independent from the rest of the body, but the arm did not grow a tail and ears of her own.

There was probably some more science that could be done there, but what I was most curious about was whether or not this meant Mariet’s head grew the fluffy ears back in her haunted mansion castle.

And the only way I was going to find out was by conquering the final level of the spooky zone to officially win my two new wives.

That was why, with my legion of fluffy wives, it was time for the battle to begin. Well, with most of the legion. I left the dog sisters behind with Mariet’s body after going through a few more jars of peanut butter. I wanted to invade and find Mariet’s head while her body was in the middle of her… experience with the dog sisters.

Imagining just what sort of faces and sounds she was making was good and all, but I realized I wanted to actually experience them myself. And with just how twitchy her body got, I was sure that Mariet’s face had to be just as entertaining of a sight.

So, with Window recovered from her previous unconscious state, we teleported over to the location of the final battle.

And this time, we were within the haunted mansion castle’s courtyard. All that was left was to take over the actual keep, and to do so would require conquering the courtyard. However… I realized that things were going to be more difficult than I originally assumed. Similar to how Clawdia’s castle got those trebuchets on its walls to attack us during the battle, Mariet’s haunted mansion castle got…

A massive, floating, vortex of doom floating above it.

I felt like I was at the end of an RPG going up against some evil wizard with how the mood was, and said evil wizard tore apart reality itself to create a massive, demonic portal to the realm of the dead. It looked way too ominous, and honestly kind of terrifying, but also disturbingly beautiful, for how lighthearted things were supposed to be. And to make matters worse, it looked like the souls, or ghosts, of the dead were constantly pouring out from the portal to appear on the battlefield as enemy combatants. Though, they only lasted for a few moments at a time.

So, to make an assumption off of what information I had available to me, ghosts were going to consistently appear across the battlefield for a few moments at the time to attack anything nearby. I wasn’t sure what other assumption I was supposed to make.

It also gave me a feeling that it would probably be best to leave the holy knight tower at the back to serve as the greenhouse’s final line of defense. Were the holy dog knights even more effective against the undead? I wasn’t sure, but it sounded like something that should be the case, so I kept them at the back. That meant the Viking dogs and the dread knight dogs got to serve as the front line.

Upgrading some of the other dog towers to be specialized was probably a good idea, but—wait.

It was probably a better idea to just overhaul the tower system entirely. Seeing as how the “game” elements of our world were pretty much entirely tower defense, and the survival and crafting elements were more or less completely forgotten about, it would probably just be better to treat the “game” as an actual tower defense game. Rather than upgrading the towers outside of combat and then placing them down, it would make far more sense to start off with all the towers being basic at the start of a battle and then upgrading them throughout it. Like a normal tower defense game.

Basically, I realized that we took a concept which wasn’t broken in the first place, tried to fix it, and just ended up actually breaking it.

I was going to have to run my ideas by Vala first, though, to see if she’d be fine with us getting more “basic” about the game’s approach.

But before then, we still had a battle to go through and two wives to conquer.

“Tank crew,” I said, looking over to Valkyria, Eliza, and Luca, “and Clawdia. You’ll be our fighters this match.” Something just felt right about sending a cat girl in a mecha and a living tank crewed by small girls up against hordes of undead. “For the exploration… Chloe and Vala. Honey, so you don’t feel left out, you can come sit on my lap and let me fondle your ears while watching the battle.”

“Oi,” Window said, appearing in front of me.

“It’s weird when you suddenly teleport in front of me using your human body.”

“Sounds like a personal problem. Anyways, you don’t want Honey to feel left out, but you’re fine completely forgetting about me?!”

“Window, I probably spend more time with you than anybody else. Even more time with you than Vala. I even have a child with you. And you’re constantly talking about your gacha games and ‘waifus’ in them, so I figured you would just do what you usually do, teleport away, and go drool onto your phone like some creepy old man.”

“One, you’re not wrong. Two, I’m still offended. And three, has it ever occurred to you that maybe I want you to act like a clingy husband who is desperate for his wife’s attention, so he begs me to pamper him instead of ditching him for mobile gacha game waifus?”

“One, I never am. Two, sounds like a personal problem. And three, I don’t beg, I only make others beg.”

Window… and basically all of my other wives around to hear that, twitched. Luca, thankfully, was already inside of Valkyria, but even Valkyria’s barrel twitched.

Even… even some of the temporary ghosts on the battlefield joined in.

Was it really that good? I was purposely acting like some cheesy “dominant” who refuses to ever be submissive when I said that, yet… the reactions that it got made it look like my wives unironically liked it.

Maybe I was going to have to be cheesily dominant more often for them?

I wasn’t sure but, for the time being, I spawned a chair for me to sit on and then patted each of my knees once I sat down on it. “I have enough knees for both you and Honey.”

“You… you’re not going to do anything weird if we’re sitting on just a single knee each, are you?” Window asked.

“Come and find out.”

Window narrowed her eyes at me… and then looked at Honey. “He’s all yours.” And with that, she vanished.

Meanwhile, Honey let out a relieved sigh as if she had been worried about only sitting on one of my knees.

That was why I made sure to reassure her by saying, “You know I’ll be able to tease you even more with you sitting on my lap normally, right?”

Honey gulped and stared down at my lap waiting for her.

We might have partaken in adult activities before coming to the haunted mansion castle, but I became a god.

I needed no rest.

If I had a wife to tease, I was going to tease her.

Besides, Honey was a honey badger girl. Honey badgers were supposed to be experts of not giving a fuck. Surely, that meant she wouldn’t give a fuck about a bit of rubbing and grinding while we watched the battle together, right? Surely, such a confident woman who was a master of not caring would never get flustered by anything like that.

“Mu-Muffin,” Honey said, taking a step away from me. “Your expression… is scary.”

I forced myself to show her an innocent smile as I patted my lap again. “Don’t worry about it. Just come sit on my lap. It’ll be alright. I definitely do not plan on mentally and physically breaking you through a combined assault of fluffing your ears and rubbing up against you while you sit on me.”

“But—you just… you just admitted to exactly what you’re going to do to me, didn’t you?”

“All I’m admitting to is that I love you and want to make you happy. For example, I’ve seen what kind of games you play, and I know you like games where a man is tied up by another man and then teased until he breaks and begs for it. I also know that you like games where some innocent boy is being teased by another in public and forced to try and keep a straight face no matter what is being done to his body.”

Honey’s only reaction to that was another gulp as her cheeks turned brighter and brighter red by the second.

While the others fought in the battle, I was going to prove that honey badgers did, in fact, give a fuck.