Having not spent quality time with his girls for quite a while, Faen simply decided to go all out, fucking them relentlessly from day to night, and from night straight into the next day.
Despite completely losing themselves in the unhinged orgy, the girls didn't let it interfere with their official duties. Take Caitlyn, for example. She didn't even take a leave of absence from work. Instead, she fiercely responded to Faen's love, letting him pound her thoroughly until every inch of her body was completely satisfied. Then, forcefully clamping down to hold Faen's thick life essence deep inside her womb, she would simply freshen up a bit and head right back to work.
And when she got off work, she would instantly return to the spiritual realm, playfully kicking off her high heels. Strutting over in her black pantyhose, she would throw herself right back into the fierce female competition alongside the other girls to win Faen's favor.
As for Tristana, although it was her very first time, as a Yordle, her endurance and capabilities were unique. While she couldn't use transfiguration magic like Lulu to literally reshape her insides into a perfectly molded fleshlight for Faen's comfortable or brutal use, her innate Yordle magical resonance allowed her to experience genuine, heartfelt bliss. In a manner far surpassing that of ordinary human girls, she rapidly adapted to Faen's sheer, monstrous size.
As the blissful days rolled straight into their third consecutive day, Faen looked down between his legs. Tristana was currently kneeling between his thighs, busily licking up his thick mushroom juices. Her face was sucked in like a Peashooter from fiercely deep-throating him in a total vacuum seal. Faen rubbed Tristana's head and asked:
"How have your studies been coming along these past few days?"
"Tristana has been working very hard!" Hearing Faen's question, Tristana excitedly cupped the giant mushroom in her hands. Then, licking and kissing the ping-pong ball-sized sac beneath it, she enthusiastically reported:
"The current Tristana has already learned exactly how to use her mouth to comfortably and quickly suck out all the leftover fluids trapped inside your pipe!
"My flower bud has also learned exactly how to push and squeeze to expel all the excess air, allowing every single inch of my inner walls to cling tightly to Instructor's rod, squirming and coiling completely around it!"
Tristana spoke cheerfully, then excitedly stood up, turned around, and spread the two cheeks of her plump, juicy little ass wide open toward Faen.
"And my little bum too! Even though it's still very inexperienced, Tristana has already cleaned the inside completely spotless! There's absolutely zero dirt left inside! When Instructor uses it in the future, you just have to pump it full with loud squelching sounds, and Tristana will absorb every single drop without wasting any of it!"
Tristana gulped hard, saying with bubbling excitement: "From now on, Tristana is never eating normal food again! I'm only going to eat Instructor Faen's essence!"
Hearing Tristana's wildly excited words, Faen chuckled. He patted her head and said, "Good girl, but you can't just stop eating altogether."
"Aww..." A look of profound disappointment appeared on Tristana's face.
But Faen continued with a smile, "If you stop eating, your mom and dad will get worried. Although you need to make sure to keep your little bum perfectly clean, you still need to eat your meals. Hmm, of course, you can always drizzle my life essence over the foods you like to eat, exactly like your big sister LeBlanc does."
Hearing Faen's suggestion, Tristana recalled a memory: LeBlanc taking a sandwich stuffed with thick, pale-yellow, yogurt-and-cheese-like life essence, and taking a massive bite with a face full of sheer bliss. Accompanied by a long, stretching string of sticky cum-cheese, LeBlanc's pretty cheeks puffed up as she chewed lovingly and happily, using her tongue to mix and savor every drop inside her mouth.
Recalling the taste of Faen's life essence, Tristana couldn't help but salivate. With a loud gulp, she swallowed her saliva and said, "That... that would definitely taste absolutely delicious."
"Of course it would," Faen nodded with a smile. But then he added, "However, there is one thing you're mistaken about, Tristana."
"Eh?" Tristana looked at him in confusion.
Faen, maintaining his gentle, beaming smile, said: "What I asked was whether you have achieved your dream of becoming an elite soldier."
Hearing Faen's question, Tristana was momentarily stunned. She lowered her head and said somewhat abashedly: "But... um..."
"It's okay, just say it."
Faen nodded with a smile. At the same time, his hand moved to the base of his meat rod and delivered two sharp slaps right across Tristana's ass. This made Tristana's body tremble slightly from the sting. But rather than pain, what she felt most was the overwhelming arousal from realizing that Faen was about to start fucking her again.
Almost instantaneously, Tristana's flower bud began continuously oozing out slick honey juices, and her plump little ass began twitching and quivering nonstop.
Soon after, she felt his thick rod plunging into her flower bud inch by inch, pressing right up against the entrance to her flower room. With a violent thrust, he smashed through the doors, driving deep into her womb and lifting her entire body off the ground. Treated exactly like a hanging ornament or a portable meat-sleeve, she was held up in mid-air by Faen's massive hands gripping her waist, as he ruthlessly jerked her up and down his shaft.
Gritting her teeth tightly, Tristana's eyes brimmed with overwhelming lust as she cried out:
"I... I don't want to be... an elite soldier anymore... I want to be, I want to be Instructor Faen's... elite sex slave! Your elite breeding bag! I want to birth lots and lots of beautiful little Yordle girls, so they can play with Instructor together with me!"
"That absolutely will not do!"
Hearing Tristana's words, Faen purposefully delivered a brutal, furious upward thrust. It struck so deep it left Tristana gasping in dumbfounded ecstasy, her entire body shaking violently like a leaf in the wind. Sweating profusely, her tiny body miraculously squirted a geyser of water nearly two meters long.
Gripping both sides of Tristana's waist tightly, Faen forcefully yanked her up and slammed her down his shaft. With every single stroke, he pulled completely out, only to plunge back in all the way to the hilt.
Amidst the brutal, relentless pounding, Faen said with intense excitement:
"If you just want to be my sex slave, couldn't any other Yordle do exactly the same thing? Therefore, Tristana, you cannot forget your ideals. You must become the most elite soldier, the female hero admired by all Yordles! Only then will I truly consider you my eternal, elite sex slave!"
"And your daughters as well! They must be raised as the daughters of a true hero—smart, brave, resilient, kind, and proud. Only then, when they finally discover that their heroic mother is nothing more than my personal breeding bitch, will their pussies be tight enough! Only then will it bring me even greater pleasure when the two of you service me together!"
Hearing this, Tristana couldn't help but open her mouth wide. She then panted heavily in wild excitement and declared:
"I will! Tristana will definitely do it! I will become the greatest Yordle hero of them all!! And then... and then, together with my daughter! We will serve you! We will serve you, Instructor!"
Seeing that Tristana's "training" was finally complete, Faen licked his lips in deep satisfaction, then settled in to thoroughly enjoy Tristana's devoted service.
And calculating the time, it was about time to start making preparations for the matters concerning the Shadow Isles.