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Tribal Chief: My tribe of women

4thBlackGoblin
"As our new tribal chief, you have a great responsibility. You must impregnate every woman in the tribe who wishes to give birth. As the tree of life's envoy, you do not have to worry about food. The village hunters will give tribute to the tree of life. You are allowed to eat the tributes as you wish." "So I only need to sit back and wait to impregnate whoever wants It?" Zuri, who had just transmigrated asked the middle aged woman in front of him. "That's right. As the only one with a seed in our tribe, you do not have to worry about most things." "When do I start?" "Right now, As the previous chiefs attendant, I need to teach you how to use your penis. So take off your clothes and let's mate." Just like that, the life of an ordinary man had suddenly turned to something he could only dream of. He may have not been reborn with a great golden finger like the many he has read of before. But he has the greatest thing a person could have in a world of women. A dick. ... Please note that the main character is A bit shy for the first few chapters, so bear with him for. bit. And we will be seeing some weird stuff in the future chapters. Though I can say that some of the terrifying tags like pedophilia, snuff and NTR will not be approached.
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