12 Chapter 12 - Something's Wrong with the Candles

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Leo and his wives found themselves back in his home, only to be greeted by a surprising transformation. What was once a small, cozy dwelling had now been elevated to the stature of a royal mansion. Leo, a citizen for five years yet unfamiliar with city officials and royalty, was taken aback by the grandeur.

His attention swiftly shifted to his ten beautiful wives, with whom he was now meant to share a lovely life. Gesturing for them to take a seat at the dining table, Leo spoke, "I'll cook us something delicious." With a dash of excitement, he hurried to the kitchen, now more spacious yet maintaining the comforting familiarity of his original setup, thanks to the thoughtful renovation by his fathers-in-law.

Leo immersed himself in the culinary alchemy of his kitchen, orchestrating a symphony of flavors as he prepared a vegetable curry, soup, salad, and a fruit custard. The ordinary fruits and vegetables, under Leo's skilled hands, seemed to undergo a mystical transformation, each chop and slice imbued with an almost sacred significance.

In this enchanted realm of culinary creation, everything bore a mythical theme. Utensils, seemingly imbued with life, released a noble aura, swirling and dancing in the ethereal atmosphere under Leo's captivating presence. The ingredients, as they transformed into vibrant dishes, exuded mysterious vibes, carrying a sense of reverence as if Leo's cooking was a sacred ritual, blessing each element with a touch of magic.

"Perfect" Leo said with a wide grin on his face.

In a mere half-hour, Leo's culinary enchantment was complete, yielding dishes fit for eleven people. The sheer quantity was obscenely generous, a testament to the abundance of Leo's kitchen prowess. The servings, carefully arranged, adorned the dining table like an offering.

Refusing any assistance from his wives, Leo took pleasure in serving the food with an affectionate touch. As he stole glances at his captivated wives, their beauty up close left him mesmerized. Meanwhile, in the silent recesses of their minds, his wives were caught in a whirlwind of disbelief. "Holy shit! He's so charming up close! I can't believe we are married! Somebody wake me up from this dream!"

Coincidentally, they all shared the same incredulous thoughts.

Seated at the center of one end, Leo served each dish with precision, taking his place on an empty chair. From this vantage point, he could observe his wives, their gazes fixated on him with a blend of admiration and amazement.

Leo, caught in a trance of admiration from his wives, broke the spell with a somewhat nervous suggestion, "W-We should dig in. I am really hungry."

With that, he began enthusiastically indulging in his own culinary creation, attempting to divert attention from the subtle blush that adorned his cheeks. The air was filled with an unspoken tension, an unacknowledged dance of emotions.

Unbeknownst to Leo, his wives were ensnared in a web of their own feelings. Copying his actions to conceal their own blushing faces, they found themselves in a far more precarious situation. If one looked closely, steam seemed to rise from their heads and ears, a comical yet telling sign of the internal combustion of emotions. They couldn't allow their blush to continue, and so they mirrored Leo's tactic by immersing themselves in the act of devouring the sumptuous feast before them.

Amid the gastronomic delight, an unexpected energy began to course through their bodies, a strange and magical force that heightened their sense of well-being. Simultaneously, they noticed a subtle transformation – their bodies seemed to shed a few grams, as if touched by an ethereal hand of enchantment. Astonished and captivated by the magical effects, they gulped down their food with an almost desperate fervor, fearing that this mystical energy might dissipate if they lingered too long.

As plates were emptied and the last remnants of the magical feast disappeared, Leo's gaze shifted from his own remarkable achievement to his wives, who now sat with faces resembling ripe tomatoes, blushing with embarrassment. Unable to contain his amusement, he remarked with a playful tone, "Wow, looks like you were really hungry." The comment only deepened their embarrassment, prompting nervous laughter and shared glances that betrayed the enchantment they felt in both the magical and emotional realms.

Leo, unfazed by the antics of his wives, graciously set to work serving their plates once again. The feast continued, a harmonious blend of flavors, laughter, and the lingering magic that had woven its way into their midst.

They all indulged in the lavish feast, savoring each bite with delight. Remarkably, the culinary enchantment seemed to have an irresistible allure, as his wives found themselves requesting seconds not just once or twice but an astonishing three times throughout the dining experience.

The delectable dishes, infused with magical energy, had not only captured their taste buds but also ignited an insatiable appetite for the mystical and flavorful creations Leo had conjured.

"Looks like my wives are beautiful gluttons!" Leo thought as he wondered that he would have to feed them everyday from today onwards which made him smile with delight.

His wives had forced him to sit and let them do the chores so that they could feel their body that had more than a 250 g of weight reduced just by eating. It was not much for men to reduce their weight but as newlywed wives...they had to control their weight until they...bore his children.

Yes, all this 'knowledge' that had been hovering in their heads was given by their mothers.

Leo felt the drowsiness settling in after the satisfying dinner, prompting him to head straight to his room. However, upon entering, he was taken aback by the expanded space, a room now more vast and spacious than before. His gaze fixed on an enormous bed that could comfortably accommodate a crowd. Sleepiness gave way to restlessness in his eyes as he grappled with the unexpected grandeur.

Reality struck, and Leo remembered, "Oh, right... I'm married now. What do I do with this situation!?"

His mind flirted with various lewd thoughts, causing him to shake his head vigorously, leaving a blush on his face. Before he could gather his thoughts, his wives entered the room, each freezing in place with identical expressions, mirroring Leo's internal chaos.

Taking a deep breath, Leo frantically searched for an extra blanket in his wardrobe. Nervously laughing, he stammered, "I will sleep in the next room. Haha," attempting to defuse the situation.

As he moved toward the door, Sorina, her face resembling a tomato, spoke up, "Umm... Husband, you can sleep here."

Leo, his face frozen in a shocked expression, turned to look at them. "Are you fine with that?" he asked incredulously.

To his surprise, they all nodded in unison. Respecting their decision, Leo put the extra blanket away, realizing he was on the verge of missing a golden opportunity. In a swift turn of events, his wives hurried into the bathroom together for a bath before bedtime.

Meanwhile, Leo gathered his courage and headed for the other bathroom in the guest room. After a soothing half-hour bath, he and his wives coincidentally reconvened in the room, all having changed into their night outfits. The air was thick with a blend of awkwardness and anticipation.

With a light smile, Leo wished his wives a "Good night" before cocooning himself in the vast expanse of the bedsheets.

Closing his eyes, a hint of nervousness lingered as he embarked on the age-old ritual of counting sheep, a technique to coax himself into the embrace of sleep once more.

His wives looked at the situation unfold in front of them and finally relaxed that their husband was not lustful. They relaxedly took out the candles their mothers had given them. They lit the candles one by one and found a very soothing and sweet smell enveloping the whole room.

The aroma was so sweet that Leo, trying to sleep by counting sheeps, also woke up and he unknowingly walked towards the candles.

Surprisingly, they all were in a trance and looking at the candle lights with a hopeful and excited expression on their faces.

"Husband, this candle is so beautiful." Sorina, Aurora, Stellara, Chrona and the other wives spoke in unison. There was a sweet and alluring charm in the voice but all of them looked like thirsty souls that longed for Leo's soul.

They were all sweating from head to toe. The night pajamas drenched in sweat were not able to hide their alluring body that would make any man surrender.

Leo's condition was completely different from a minute ago. His body was getting hot with everyone passing second and he wanted to grab his wives but he had not lost his rationality completely. He immediately dashed into the huge bedsheet and stopped his body to do take control.

But, right after he jumped into the bedsheet, his wives also headed towards him. They all striped away his bedsheet and rushed inside to surround him.

Their sweating bodies tempted Leo so much that his eyes were now staring at them and immediately his half hard dick that he had tried to hide while he still had his rationality was now fully erect and turned into a huge 11 inch monster.

"Something is wrong with this ... smell!?" Leo thought when his eyes immediately captured Aurora in front of him.