Not many were fans of the dairy & beer village.
But what about this twist on the formula?
Picture this. A beach paradise of white sands and lens flare. Population somewhere between 1500 and 2000. The tribe of this place is carefree and prosperous. Their women playing volley sport, drinking out of big melons, and sunning their bare breasts/nude bodies out by the coast to be tickled by the ocean spray. There's a lot of nudity in this beach paradise. Usually for clothes women wear threadbare grass miniskirts that mostly just cover the loins, leaving the hips exposed. The civilized world would call this heathen. Also the women are hyperdeveloped, something about native fruits or herbs or something. Shiny, squishy, bouncy flesh. But the women have no need to cover up, they have nothing to fear. For the customs of these people put trust in the men of the tribe. As long as there are men to protect the tribe, they will be safe. So women gather in harems to see to the comforts of men, and to just lay with them, and feel the warmth of their bodies.
And they see to your comforts too! But you must remain incel. You can never marry, you can never date. And you can never have sex. As a man, groups of women will see to your comforts, but not your sexual comforts. You will not have a dedicated harem. That would make you married. But note, you CAN touch their pussies. You can anoint their bodies in protective oils, every inch. And they're honored to have a man's hands do it. But you cannot hotdog your dick between their oiled ass and thrust 'til you cum. That would be rape. And you would be seen as wild. You are not wholly man, but demon, trying to plant demon seed into the tribe. And you will be painfully killed in an elaborate ritual to drive back the dark presence on the island/beach/whatever.
But why can't you have a harem if the women are so subservient to men? Because you need to show that you are a protector. And this tribe is full of true warriors. Young men fabled to carry the flame of gods in them. Who defeat great beasts and provide great feasts for the tribe. You're a berry picker. Strong enough to do grunt labor, but not a warrior. Not a defender. But you are a man, and so as part of the collective masculinity of the tribe, you do need to be comforted as best as unmarried tribeswomen can.
But what about this twist on the formula?
Picture this. A beach paradise of white sands and lens flare. Population somewhere between 1500 and 2000. The tribe of this place is carefree and prosperous. Their women playing volley sport, drinking out of big melons, and sunning their bare breasts/nude bodies out by the coast to be tickled by the ocean spray. There's a lot of nudity in this beach paradise. Usually for clothes women wear threadbare grass miniskirts that mostly just cover the loins, leaving the hips exposed. The civilized world would call this heathen. Also the women are hyperdeveloped, something about native fruits or herbs or something. Shiny, squishy, bouncy flesh. But the women have no need to cover up, they have nothing to fear. For the customs of these people put trust in the men of the tribe. As long as there are men to protect the tribe, they will be safe. So women gather in harems to see to the comforts of men, and to just lay with them, and feel the warmth of their bodies.
And they see to your comforts too! But you must remain incel. You can never marry, you can never date. And you can never have sex. As a man, groups of women will see to your comforts, but not your sexual comforts. You will not have a dedicated harem. That would make you married. But note, you CAN touch their pussies. You can anoint their bodies in protective oils, every inch. And they're honored to have a man's hands do it. But you cannot hotdog your dick between their oiled ass and thrust 'til you cum. That would be rape. And you would be seen as wild. You are not wholly man, but demon, trying to plant demon seed into the tribe. And you will be painfully killed in an elaborate ritual to drive back the dark presence on the island/beach/whatever.
But why can't you have a harem if the women are so subservient to men? Because you need to show that you are a protector. And this tribe is full of true warriors. Young men fabled to carry the flame of gods in them. Who defeat great beasts and provide great feasts for the tribe. You're a berry picker. Strong enough to do grunt labor, but not a warrior. Not a defender. But you are a man, and so as part of the collective masculinity of the tribe, you do need to be comforted as best as unmarried tribeswomen can.
