Artist’s Note:
Ya never get to mix endowed women with beautiful femboys often. So when this person contacted me for a comm slot and said they wanted a massive endowed Tanari woman with three beautiful boy-wives.
How could I say no?
Commissioned By: KhalidaRP
Khalida, a woman of purpose and strength among those who call the sands their home. The woman stands a behemoth, renowned for her skill with a blade and a strategic mind that has served her and her band of mercenaries. Renown has found its way to following her off the battlefield as well, desired by countless women for her impressive physique, towering might and her legendary grand endowment.
In spite of the fact that she could have any woman she desires, Khali instead calls three beautiful Elven feminine boys her wives. Ever has she been stirred by the beauty and allure of inferior men, delicate creatures that gravitate to her strength, masculine aura and nigh endless stamina she carries in bed. She adores making their bellies full and round with breeding aplenty, giving the illusion that her boy-wives are heavy with child. Yet reaping the benefits of the task being impossible, a perk for such a woman who has no desire to father children nor settle for a quiet life.
They had all come to be in the company of the mighty Tanari woman in varying ways.
Her first wife was Amir, a beautiful son of a merchant king in Tanaris. Gifted to Khalida in an arranged marriage after saving the merchant king’s life. Too meek and soft to find a woman with interest in a delicate, feminine boy, his father raised the suggestion with Khali after seeing her curious interest in Amir at a feast in her honour. The merchant king refused his son’s protests on the matter and sent him to Khali in the guest chambers dressed in alluring attire with instruction to do as she commanded. Khali sensed Amir’s disapproval and never laid a hand upon him, instead talking with him much of the night while sharing honey wine. She asked him to let her court him for some time and if he felt no different, she would not press the matter further. After just three weeks of respectful courting, Amir found himself on all fours in front of his new husband, bridal lace clinging to his form entirely of his own will.
Her second wife, Alexos, a spirited young adventurer who took to the harsh landscape of the desert and very much underestimated it. When a dangerous sandstorm washed across the sands, he found himself lost, thirsty and wandering aimlessly. He’d have surely perished to the sand, sun or the many foul beasts that call it home were it not for the timely rescue of Khalida. She, too, had been caught out in the storm and had a small tent erected to wait it out. She invited Alexos to do the same, and friendly discussion developed into something more within that tent. When the three-day sandstorm passed, Alexos emerged from the tent with a full tummy, an aching rear and a husband in Khali.
Her final wife, Arren, was a noble of Silvermoon. The elf boy did not willingly give up that life, however. It was taken from him by a rival noble house, who employed mercenaries to wipe out his whole family name – they were successful. He sought out one of the strongest mercenaries around in Khalida, begging her to exact vengeance on his part. He had none of his families’ wealth to offer her, but Khali offered justice for the price of taking him as her third wife. Arren agreed. She brought him the heads of the mercenaries who killed his family, as well as the noble who commanded it. Aroused by the sight of his blood splattered husband and the justice she had met, Arren stripped off his garments and gave himself to her. Forging their bond in the gaze of the severed heads of his villains.
Each of her wives is unfalteringly loyal and loving of Khali. They are not slaves to her will, but instead give it freely out of respect and love. To them, she is husband, mistress, mother and guardian all rolled into one.
With so much ‘love’ and stamina of her own to give, it’s unlikely Khali’s harem will stop at just three. For now, though, she could not be happier.