Chapter 1 [R18 Vault]

Title - HOTD: Alysanne Velaryon the Charming | Futanari | Chapter 1

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[3rd POV]

She remembered dying. She remembered watching House of the Dragon, one of her favorite shows of all time. She imagined what she would do in a world like that one, the people she’d meet…the women she’d like to fuck.

Yeah, she was lesbian. And yeah, she was very much…active when it comes to sex. But that didn’t matter much anymore, as she had died. She wasn’t even sure how she had died, just that darkness had begun to overwhelm her, and the dread of death began to consume her being.

And now she was here, in some sort of infinite void of absolute nothingness, besides…a golden screen glimmering in her vision.

[You have died. But luckily for you, you have been chosen, how lucky! You shall be reincarnated into your last watched show, this being: House of the Dragon!. You shall be given…8 boons of your choosing, you won’t know anything about the boons besides the name. You will also be given a curse. Please select your boons]

[Blessed by the Seven]

[Blessed by the Old Gods]

[Blessed by the Valyrian Gods]

[Blessed by R’hlorr]

[True Dragonblood]

[The Great Charmer]

The list went on and on and on for quite a long while, with there being a list of around 50 different boons. It was…quite immense.

But first, she decided to take a curse first before then. And after looking through the curses, her eyebrow raised as she read through them all.

[Lost]

[Abandoned]

[Lost Eyesight]

[Lost Limb]

[Magicless]

[Watched]

[Cursed]

[Disliked]

[Dragonless]

Looking them over, she decided to pick the one that sounded the simplest to her.

[Disliked - You are absolutely despised by a certain faction of people. This being: The Lannisters]

“…That’s not really that bad to be honest. I don’t care for them anyways, so I don’t think that really matters to me” The woman said to herself, shrugging at this, as it really wasn’t much of a problem for her.

After selecting her curse, she began to pick her boons, before eventually having her list.

[Blessed by the Valyrian Gods - You have been blessed by the Valyrian Gods of Old. Grants: Immunity to Fire, Massively increased affinity with all dragons (to the point of allowing you to have more than 1 dragon bound to you), Massively increased control over flames, large amounts of magical power, Dragon Dreams, Massively increased talent in Song, Dance, War, battle and magic, Immense beauty, and the ability to bring out the true power of all valyrian artifacts you utilize]

[Blessed by the Old Gods - You have been blessed by the Old Gods of Westeros. Grants: Immunity to Ice, Cold, Snow, Massively increased affinity with all animals, massively increased control over plants, large amounts of magical power, powerful warging capabilities, powerful greenseer capabilities, massively increased talent in: Battle, Magic, Hunting, Swordsmanship, and animal handling. Also grants the ability to learn and utilize True Tongue, as well as connect to Weirwood trees to see farther]

[Blessed by R’hllor - You have been blessed by R’hllor the Red God. Grants: Massively increased affinity with magic, massively increased power over flames, massively increased magical power, a deep connection with the Priestesses of the Red God, massively increased talent in: Fire Magic, Magic, War, Battle, “Flamesight”. Grants the ability to see things in flames, and understand them. Grants even further]

[Blessed by the Drowned God - You have been blessed by the Drowned God of the Seas and Oceans. Grants the ability to breathe under water, grants increased affinity with water creatures, grants increased control over water and the seas, grants massively increased talent in: Sea Warfare, Sailing, Fishing, Treasure Finding]

[True Dragonblood - You are the blood of the Dragon. Grants: Increased physical capabilities, immunity to fire (if not already granted), greater connection to dragons, immediate understanding of all Valyrian languages, increased control over fire, and the ability to procreate with the same gender through the addition of a penis and balls to the user's being. You are born into one of the last major Valyrian families]

[The Great Charmer - You are charming, and that will be useful to you. Grants: Massively increased beauty and attractiveness, massively increased talent in: Manipulation, Sex, Lying, Acting, Song, Dancing, and all things related to being charming. Grants immunity to compelling magic and charming magic]

[The Master of Whispers - You are a master of whispers. Grants: The natural talent in developing organizations meant for spying and assassination, the ability to tell if someone is lying, the ability to tell if someone is a spy or assassin, the ability to perfectly select men or women for a spy ring. Grants increased talent in: Lying, Spying, Assassination, Poisons]

[Moneymaker - You are a natural at making money. Grants: A natural talent at developing businesses and groups that make money, can find the best ways to make money, and has the knowledge to create various money making products (Wines, beers, whiskey, all sorts). You are also immensely talented at taking over and consuming other businesses and merchant groups]

She was tempted to choose the Seven, but decided against it, as…she really didn’t like them, like at all. The Drowned God wasn’t that good either, but the Seven were too uptight for her taste, and at least the Drowned God’s followers knew what they did was not exactly the most morally correct thing. While the followers of the Seven loved to preach and act like they were better than everyone else.

That and she found the others to be more interesting. If she had another slot she would have chosen the Seven next, but she only had a limit of 8, so this was good enough for her.

With that all said and done, the woman finished her selections, as the words glimmered and changed.

[Selections finished. Beginning reincarnation, enjoy your new life…Alysanne Velaryon]

The woman’s eyes could only widen, as she heard those words, and before she could utter or think a single word, everything went…dark.

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[3rd POV]

Being reborn into the Velaryon family had been an…interesting process. Being reborn as the firstborn child of Rhaenys Targaryen and Corlys Velaryon even more so. And add in the fact that she was born with a cock, and it got even more interesting.

Her parents, her new ones, didn’t really know what to think of her…differences. The fact that she looked like a carbon copy of her mother as a baby was something that caught a lot of attention, as was the fact that her eyes glimmered with an almost crimson glow.

Some questioned whether or not she was a bastard, born out of her mother cheating on her father. But that sort of ceased once her features began to become more prevalent, and people noticed that she had some of her fathers features, like his cheeks and eyes, besides the eye color.

That, and the fact that she was an unparalleled genius did not help.

She had noticed the way people were whispering about her new mother, and she wasn’t very happy with that. So, she decided that she needed to make sure those thoughts and whispers were eliminated.

The best way to do that was by showing off…a lot.

Showing that she could walk and talk after only 7 months. That she could understand full-grown adults and speak coherently within a year. That she could learn and speak Valyrian by the age of two.

She showed off just enough to make people shut up, as they realized that she was a genius unlike any other born into the Velaryon family. And as she had expected, it had caught the attention of the woman she was named after, as well as Jaehaerys Targaryen.

She met the two of them when she had turned 3, and…she didn’t really know what to think. She respected Jaehaerys for all of the things he had done for their family, but she did not like Alysanne that much, which sucked because she held her name.

The woman seemed to love to betroth people against their will, without even allowing the person in question to think it over. And she was already whispering about who to marry her to the second she saw her, of who she would be suited for.

Alysanne was very much not fond of the woman after she heard that. Which is why she began to go simply by Alysa instead.

The earlier years of Alysa’s live had been a…decent experience. She had spent most of her earlier years learning about the world, reading and studying all the books in Driftmark that she could find, wishing to learn as much as possible so that she could eventually do what she wanted.

Which was to make a shit ton of money, make a spy ring, and fuck a lot of women.

A good life in her eyes.

Making money at a young age was…next to impossible. Her father and mother were quite good at keeping an eye on her, especially her mother. And her various plots to make a shit ton of coin were always stopped before they could even start, her mother wishing to keep her close, almost like she wanted to control her.

When her little siblings were born this began to slowly become less of a problem, as she managed to make a decent amount of coin by utilizing her natural talent in art, making all sorts of wooden sculptures and selling them for a decent chunk of change.

Her favorite times in life was when she was traveling with her father, on the seas. He had taken her on a few voyages, and she adored it. Traveling, seeing new places and meeting new people. It had only happened three times in the beginning years, but she loved them all.

She also loved training in the sword, something that she had very quickly proven to be a monstrous genius at. The sort of genius that surpassed any other known talent. Her father let her continue once he noticed how skilled she was, even with her mother being hesitant.

Her various other talents and abilities were…a lot harder to train. Greenseeing was difficult without catching attention by someone as she was almost always being watched, warging was even more noticeable. But she did find that dragon dreams came frequently, and were usually showing her the past, of past Targaryens and of dreams of Old Valyria.

It was all being limited by her, until the day came where she’d be able to leave.

And soon she did.

Once Alysanne Targaryen died when she had turned 15 (making her 12 years older than Rhaenyra) she had decided to leave. To venture out into the world, to see the sites, learn magics and arts, and most importantly…

To get fucking laid.

Yeah, she was very very pent up, and very irritated about the fact that she hadn’t gotten laid once in her life, even with her new cock.

So, she stowed away on a ship to Essos, and began her life anew. Starting out in Braavos.

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Braavos had been…a fun place. Very very fun. For the next three years she had lived in the city, growing her own wealth and power, learning a lot from various sword masters that she had hired, and even training under the faceless men for a short time.

It was especially fun once she got laid for the first time, which was some rich merchant's daughter, a cute little thing with a perky ass who took her cock perfectly, her tight cunt wrapping around it tightly as she made her her woman.

And she wasn’t the last in Braavos that she had made her woman.

Turns out when you’re as incredibly charming as she was, seducing women was not at all difficult. And once you start to lay with women that have connections and power…

Taking over Braavos in all but name was only a natural side effect.

She didn’t even really mean to do it, truthfully. But the Faceless men and her growing group of women who were quite…fond of her, had worked in tandem - unknowingly - and basically made her the ruler of the city.

All the while she was focusing more on developing her abilities, and draining her balls.

She wasn’t really complaining about the incoming wealth and power from taking control of Braavos, as it would give her protections once future events began to go down. She hoped the Dance wouldn’t happen, but she had a sinking feeling that it would happen no matter what she did.

Either way, Braavos had become hers within 3 years of living in the city.

With another 9 years before canon would begin, she began to travel around the free cities, well, most of them. Lorath, Qohor, Norvos, and Pentos.

And each one of them had fallen to her just like Braavos. And while she wasn’t really the ruler of them, she had so much political power and control there, that she basically owned them. Hell, she literally did own around 40% of the iron bank.

Again, she wasn’t complaining. Fucking girls, getting wealth, and learning new things all at the same time?

She’d be crazy to complain about that.

Over these years of traveling around Essos, she had also begun to catch the attention of a LOT of Red Priestesses. To the point that she ran into several every time she went to a new city. And the thing about red priestesses was…

They were sexy as fuck.

And since they all saw her as the “Champion of R’hllor”, well…she had a lot of Red Priestesses traveling with her from that point on. And the best part about it, was the fact that for whatever reason - be it her magic or R’hllor themself - all the priestesses she fucked would miraculously be aged back to their prime after meeting her.

So she wasn’t having sex with any grannies unknowingly.

Her time in Essos had eventually come to an end after another 4 years. Taking over Qarth in the meantime (and seriously, she was confused on why her subordinates were even doing this. She wasn’t even trying to conquer anything, just traveling).

Her next target?

The Summer Islands.

Now that place…that place she had purposely conquered. Because the women there…Gods, she even in her past life had two types of women that she was very much attracted to.

Latina’s, and Dark Skinned Goddesses.

And the Summer Islands had a LOT of the latter. And the fact that they literally worshiped sex deities over there, and she was basically a walking sex Goddess with the amount of practice she had gotten in it…

She conquered it through fucking and sex. A lot of sex.

Of course, she didn’t fuck literally everyone, as she wasn’t a piece of shit. She left married women alone, and she of course didn’t touch anyone below a certain age, she wasn’t a monster or anything.

After the Summer Islands, she decided that returning home was probably for the best. It was only a few months before canon would begin to go down, so it was probably the best time to get back.

And that was what she was doing right this moment, sitting in her bedroom of her large ship specially made for her, sipping on some wine as she read one of her books she had gotten from Qohor.

In between her legs was a petite woman with plump lips, said lips wrapped around her hung 10 inch cock, slurping and suckling on it with excited vigor, her eyes gleaming as she sucked her cock.

This was one of her personal servants, one that was in charge of buying out properties for her. She also…

Looked like a carbon copy of Riley Reid from her past life.

She ended up noticing that a few of the women she ran into were very similar to some…very popular actors from her past life. And as someone who also quite enjoyed their…movies, she of course seduced them.

And the woman in between her legs was easily her favorite servant, the woman had been with her for years now, and she was basically her right hand woman at this point.

Said woman was watching her read her book with an eye roll, as her tongue swirled around the tip of her cock, before taking it out of her mouth with a “Plop” sound.

“Mmmm, you alright, Aly?” The woman known as “Sarina” asked, noticing that she wasn’t paying attention to her cock sucking.

“Hmm? Oh I’m quite alright love, just wondering how my parents are going to react to me returning home. After all, I did just sort of leave without any warning” Alysa responded with a sigh as she felt Sarina fondle her balls absentmindedly.

“I imagine they’ll be quite cross with you, but probably more happy that you’re alive than anything. Best not too worry too much about it, and even if they do disown you, you still have all of us~” Sarina purred, as Alysa chuckled, knowing that she was right.

“Mmmm, suppose your right, thanks Sarina”

“Anything for you~” Sarina happily replied, as she took the cock back into her mouth, as Alysa let out a low sigh of pleasure.

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After a nice and long blowjob from Sarina, Alysa had gotten the news that they were arriving back at Driftmark, causing her to get dressed up, as she gazed into the mirror. She had a special set of clothing that was made from durable hide and materials from Essos.

At her waist was a Valyrian steel sword, found when she had adventured to Valyria, which thanks to her blessing, hadn’t been too difficult for her. Afterall, when you can control plants, fire, and water, you can fight a lot of things.

All in all, Alysa was an impossibly beautiful woman, a woman that is widely known as the most beautiful woman in the world. As she didn’t even bother to hide her movements in Essos, besides the fact that she was conquering cities. So her parents have always known where she was, but they just couldn’t get her back no matter what they tried, she always seemed to dodge their attempts.

Obviously that was on purpose.

“Master, we’re here” A feminine voice echoed, this being one of the slaves she had freed in Essos, a beautiful woman that used to fight in fighting pits, but she had saved her. She had scars, but they added to her charm in Alysa’s eyes.

And of course, she was another of Alysa’s many women.

“Alright, I’m coming” Alysa said with a sigh, as she left her room, the woman that was her personal guard standing there, following after her as she stepped onto the deck of the ship.

Her men and women all gave her a salute as she walked out, causing her to chuckle.

“Always gotta be formal aye?” Alysa said out loud, as they all just smirked back at her.

“They already here?” Alysa asked the captain of this ship, a man named “Crolin” who was actually from Westeros.

“Yes boss, they’re waiting at the docks” The man nodded, as they were clearly flying the Velaryon banners, except the seahorse was red on a black banner, so it was certainly a bit different looking.

“Great…lets go see my parents” Alysa said out loud, as the man nodded, as they pushed the ramp down, as slowly Alysa walked off of her ship, glancing to the side, as she gazed at her family, one thought on her mind.

‘…This’ll be interesting’

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That’s the end of the chapter!

First R18 vault fic. These vault fics will still have plot, but the smut will be a lot more prevalent than others. And in the case of this chapter, it was basically just a rough overview of Alysa’s life up until this point. Smut will be coming properly in the next chapter.

Love interests are…well, a lot lol. Alicent, Rhaenyra, Laena (probably, you know how Targaryens are), a lot of OC’s, you’ll see.

Anyways, have a good day!