A smartass angel and new character specializations

You've scarcely passed through the portal into your dungeon when you're knocked to the ground by someone soft. You raise your claws in defence as the attacker presses into your back, then lower your guard at the laughter of your champions. You turn around to see Mariel perched on top of you triumphantly.

"Welcome back, my lord. Got you!" You smile and try to stand up, but she keeps her hands and knees firmly planted on top of you and you instead just squirm helplessly. "Going somewhere?" You sneak your tail behind her back and wrap it around her, lifting her up, and she flails her hands and feet helplessly as her own tail wraps around your owns and yanks at it. "Hey, no fair! Oh, that's better." You deposit her into your arms, one behind her back and the other under her knees, and carry her with you as your group walks to your bedroom. "So, what did I miss?"

"Nothing much. We finished off the ogre and rogue shortly after you died, but were too late to stop the cart carrying whatever they were making. Tlax got a chance to track them back to the goblin's lair, though, so she's happy at least." The snake woman hisses her agreement behind you. "Say, speaking of which, how did you find Zigrag and the others so easily back in Deepcrag Mine? That seemed too perfect to be just luck."

"A woman never tells." She smiles and snuggles a bit deeper into your arms, her folded red wings framing her brown skin beautifully. She reaches up and brushes a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Besides, don't you want me to surprise you again next time?"

"Honestly, I'd rather know what my women are capable of. I assumed it was some sort of divination, but I don't remember you being able to do anything like that." You glance over her stat sheet briefly before dismissing it, no clues available. There's a flashing notification, but you can get to that in a bit. The four of you turn the last corner and end up in your bedroom, and you let yourself fall back on the soft surface with the younger angel on top of you. Your other champions snuggle around you as you continue to idly chat.

"Well, you're just going to have to let Mary have a few things up her sleeve." She smirks and rearranges herself so she's lying chest down on top of you, her face looking up at your own. Her sister wraps her hands around her waist from behind. "Hmm, hey Sera, miss me?" She squirms a bit and settles into you further, humming in satisfaction.

Suddenly, her sister gets up on her knees, holding her hands in the air triumphantly. "A-ha! I knew it!" The rest of you look at her in confusion, except Mary who has wears a slight pout across her gorgeous features.

"Aww, sis, you couldn't let me have a bit of fun?" Her sister smirks and opens her hands to reveal a tattered piece of paper.

"Not after that stunt you pulled with the bet! That'll teach you to let your guard down around me." Mariel shrugs in response and lies back into your chest.

"Well, someone's a sore loser. Whatever, I still have the best seat in the house." With that, she wraps her arms around your torso and closes her eyes.

"So, babe, what have you got there?" You look up at the loosely fluttering sheet of parchment and she unfolds it to reveal a crude line drawing.

"It's a map." You cock your head. "Of Deepcrag Mine." Oh, duh. Mariel smirks on top of you, her eyes still closed.

"Sssso, where did you get a map?" Tlax looks over at the half-asleep angel.

"Yeah, were you an adventurer in some past life, or have you been sneaking out when nobody's watching?" Ari looks a little amused and a little annoyed that her role as the closest thing to an adventurer in your group has been momentarily usurped.

"Oh, one of the adventurers dropped it." The angel re-positions herself slightly, her right ear against your heart and her long black hair laid over your torso.

"What, one of the people who invaded our dungeon just happened to have a map to the next area we went to?"

"Huh? Oh, no, silly, one of the adventurers we killed in the mine."

"You mean the four idiots? They were useful for something?"

"Yep. I spotted it in the mage's loot and pocketed it before anyone else could notice. Figured I'd have a bit of fun with it. Anyways, less talk, more sleep. It took all of my willpower just to stay up until you all got back." She squeezes your chest with her arms, her large tits pushing pleasantly into you as she does, and then lies still. Her chest rises and falls on top of you, and the soothing feeling causes you to drift off as well.

You awake the next morning to the familiar feeling of a warm hole wrapped around your member. You allow yourself to lie still, eyes closed, while your maid tends to you, then finally let out a batch of seed into her mouth which she expertly catches with her tongue. You open your eyes and look down to see the ivory-haired beauty present a white-filled mouth to you. When your eyes meet hers she closes her eyes and swallows, opening to reveal the only thing that still remains is the gold stud in her tongue. With that she ducks back down to clean off any remaining globs from your tip, the cold metal providing a pleasant contrast to the warm flesh of her tongue.

"Excellent work, pet. You get better every day." You look down at the sleeping beauty still wrapped around you, a bit of hair covering her face. "Now, why don't you wake up Mary and show me what else you've learned." The lavender elf curtsies before moving her head between the angel's legs and beginning to move. A moment later you feel her stir on top of you, and you brush a few strands of hair out of her eyes as she looks at you sleepily.

"Mmm, that's nice. Oh, hey, babe, I thought you were still here. Who's that?" She lets out a cute moan and snuggles into you.

"I asked Zal to show me what she's learned and give you a nice morning present. So, does she pass inspection?" Mary lets out a little chirp and then bites her lip.

"Mmm, good work, pet. I can tell you've been busy while we were away." The elf doesn't respond, busy lapping up her mistress's juices. A moment later, Mariel buries her face in your chest and shivers, moaning into you as she climaxes. "Ohh, I could get used to that. Could we get another one?" Behind her, your maid stands up and waits for your next orders with her hands hanging clasped in front of her.

You ponder briefly. "Say, maybe we can. Pet, did you run into the two adventurers in the fallen village during your training?" She flushes slightly and nods. "Good. can you go fetch them and bring them to my throne room? Tell them the dungeon lord is calling: they should be interested. For now they're only allowed past the level bosses when accompanied by you or one of us." She curtsies and turns to walk out of the room, and you take a moment to admire her deliciously swaying hips as she goes. "Say, Mary, you don't know where we could find another sorceress to invade this dungeon, do you?" She laughs and rubs her head against your chest.

"Okay, well, that was nice and all, but it's time to get up and get to work." You extract yourself from the pile of bodies to a chorus of groans as your other lovers start to stir. "Everyone meet in the throne room in five. It's been a bit since we did any dungeon bossing. You scoop up Mariel again and she snuggles in your arms as you walk out of the room.

"Say, why don't you do this for the rest of us more often? It's... nice," she smiles warmly as she enjoys being carried.

"Wouldn't want you to get too spoiled," you poke her nose, "and Ari is special since she was the first woman who joined me. You're right, though, just pounce on me like you did yesterday if I ever forget to give you your share." She closes her eyes and smiles as she listens to your voice.

"I can do that," she lets out a light, tinkling laugh as she remembers yesterday. "So anyways, you said you want to do some dungeon maintenance today. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I guess it might not be dungeon maintenance so much as champion maintenance, but when I glanced at your stat sheet yesterday," she raises her eyebrow, "oh, I was trying to figure out whether you really had picked up some new divination skill or something." She smirks at that. "Anyways, when I glanced at your stat sheet yesterday I noticed something about a level 25 reward, so I figure we probably all have those and should go through them together."

"Master, the two sluts have arrived and are waiting outside." Your erotic maid curtsies and then kneels between your legs as she speaks, then begins attending to her other duties. You glance up from the lavender head and cape of white hair bobbing in your lap to see two human women peeking around the corner. When they see you looking back they blush and duck away. A moment later the sound of chatter behind you announces your remaining champions have gotten up and made their way to you and Mariel.

"Morning, babe. You said you wanted to do dungeon stuff today?" Ari yawns and glances at you. Seeing your lap is already taken by Mariel, she hops up on a leg of your throne and sits cross-legged on top. You fill her in with the plan. "Oh, neat. We could all use a boost if we're going to go take out that goblin and whatever he was making down there. Say, how often do you figure we get these upgrades?"

"Every 25 levels, mistress," the dark elf maid briefly comes up for air to answer the warlock's question. "You get them at levels 25 and 50. I've heard some rumours that you get them at levels 75 and 100 too, although we adventurers can only go as high as 50 so I'm not sure how reliable that information is." She mewls as you pet her hair in thanks and sinks her mouth back onto your shaft.

"Okay, Mary, you first."

Level 25 Specialization: Mariel
Specialized – Increases the extent to which DEX and INT benefit your attacks, damage, and spells.
Venomous – Your nails, tail, and teeth secrete magical venom which slows your opponents and chills them to the bone.
Versatile – You can now enchant any weapon with your single-target spells, not just bows.
Confirm?
Yes/No
(The chosen specialization will impact future evolution and specializations)

"Well, what do you think?"

"What about Specialized? Venomous just isn't my style, and we already have several other people who can be flexible in a pinch." You nod and select the option she suggested. A red glow briefly surrounds Mariel, and when it fades she's much the same as she was before. She hops out of your lap and pats the leg she was recently perched on, moving with a little more grace than before. "Sera, you next."

The older fury sits down where her sister was a moment ago, leaning her head back to look up at you as if she's waiting for you to give her a gift. You open her menu and are presented with the exact same options as her sister but with a slightly different flair: Specialized benefits STR/DEX, Versatile allows more than just swords to be enchanted, and Venomous causes damage over time and can interrupt spell casting. "I agree with Mary, let's go with Specialized." A black glow surrounds her and leaves a slightly more toned angel than you remember from a moment before. She nimbly leaps off to join her sister beside you, and Tlax slides into her vacated seat, her heavy tail weighing you down.

"Oof, you're big," she glares at you and hisses, "well, you are. Doesn't mean you aren't still cute." Your compliment earns you a happy kiss as you open up her specialization menu.

Level 25 Specialization: Tlaxxana_
Athletic – Enhances your physical abilities and improves your ability to coordinate your limbs.
Light – Lightens you without affecting your abilities, allowing you to move much more quickly across the battlefield.
Venomous – Enhances the venom secreted by your fangs, and also lets you release it from your nails and snake hair. This new venom damages opponents, slows them, and reduces their dexterity with each application.

"See, even the game agrees with me!" You groan in pain as her fangs sink into your chest, a bit of black blood trickling out once she withdraws them. "Okay, I probably deserved that. But seriously, Light looks useful. You're already our most mobile companion and who knows, maybe it'll get you wings or something down the line?"

"No, I don't want wingsss," she glares at you and crosses her arms under her breasts.

"Fine, no wings. So, Venomous then I guess?" You shrug. Wings would've been convenient: it would be nice to have a fully aerial group one of these days. Well, if she doesn't want them then she doesn't want them. Maybe two or three of you can carry her if you need to fly anywhere. Okay, I probably shouldn't say that out loud. You exercise a bit of self-restraint for a change.

"No, Athletic." You cock your eyebrow.

"Why Athletic? I'm not complaining, I just figured you'd pick Venomous."

"I like being a woman, and I don't want to go back to being a sssnake," she pouts a bit and you hug her from behind. "Mmm. Besssidesss, I don't think my venom is that ussseful. It takesss time, and our fightsss are ssshort." You massage her shoulders a bit and nod. Her unnecessary fears aside—you also like her being a woman—she makes a good point.

"Well, it isn't necessarily the most exciting, but another all-around power boost it is." You confirm the choice and, after a flash of light, the slightly more toned snake woman hisses happily and slides off of your leg. The opening is quickly filled by Ari's slender frame.

Level 25 Specialization: Arialle
Altered – Your bond with your patron suffuses your being and alters your very DNA, changing you into a Tiefling (a half-daemon) and allowing you to channel your daemonic energies through your body itself.
Arcane – You enhance your abilities to cast magic from your patron's energy, granting you access to some arcane spells.
Diverse – You split your talents between two specialties, weakening your warlock abilities but granting you a weakened version of an adventurer class as well.

"Huh, those seem a lot broader than everyone else's. Maybe because I used to be an adventurer? Any thoughts, babe?" She looks up at you.

"Well, have any preferences?" You rub her shoulders and she smiles.

"I think I know which one I want, but I'm curious what you'd choose for me."

"Well, Arcane seems kind of unnecessary: we've also got a fair amount of spellcasting coverage in our group. Diverse doesn't sound bad, although I'm not really sure what all of your options are and if anything would synergize well enough to make it worth it. That being said, I really like Altered." You move your arms up to massage her breasts a bit, eliciting a moan as you picture her with a long tail and horns poking out from her blonde hair. You let loose a small load into your servant's willing mouth at the thought, and she obediently swallows it before pulling back to give your shaft a long, slow lick.

"Oh, why's that?" Her expression is unreadable other than the lust from your ministrations.

"Well, first, you already fit really well into our party as-is, and I don't really see the need to change that. Second, It sounds like it'll give you some better defensive abilities, which are something we could always use more of. Third, starting to transform you into a daemon might allow you to be upgraded by my dungeon's magic down the line. Finally, I think it would be hot to know that a little piece of me is growing inside of you." You rub her nipples through her blouse in emphasis.

"Mmm, I regularly have a piece of you growing inside me, and it's anything but little," she smirks and leans against you as you continue to play with her breasts through her clothes, "but I agree with everything you said. Keep what works and leave myself open to further enhancements. Plus I'd make one sexy daemoness." You select the option and a red light glows around her. Unlike with the others, it solidifies above her head and behind her back, and when the light fades she has two short horns pointing out from her blonde hair, a long black tail with a spaded tip, even longer pointed ears than she had before, and two pointed teeth which just barely peek out from her closed lips. All in all, she's the same elf, just with a slight daemonic flair to her. She boosts herself up and gives you a deep, passionate kiss, and you pull back with a wince as her new fangs scrape your tongue. "Oops, sorry, I'll have to get used to that." She brings her face to yours again, this time avoiding any more mishaps as your tongues intertwine.

That just leaves one more upgrade: you open your own specialization menu.

Level 25 Specialization: Azazel
Brawler – You are skilled at combat with your natural weapons, increasing your physical abilities when using them and dealing 50% more damage.
Commander – You are adept at leading others, giving a 5% bonus to all allies within sight.
Elementalist – Your elemental magic is exceptionally potent, overcoming 50% of a target's resistances.

"Okay, I'm not falling for Brawler, I've already learned my lesson there." Doubt crosses your champions' faces. "Okay, we'll see if I've actually learned my lesson, but I'm at least not falling for it right now."

"What about Commander? It fits with how we operate, and it'll always be active." Ari suggests the all-around strong option, and the others nod.

"Part of me wants to pick Commander, but I also really like Elementalist. I don't want to just be dependent on you lovely ladies in a fight, and situations like the wyrm where I can't do much feel really bad." You frown a bit at the thought. "Amara's group has exploited our predictability several times now, and they beat us as often as we beat them. Besides, I wouldn't want you all to leave me for some stronger daemon." The four of them laugh and you select Elementalist. "Now hopefully I stop getting offered stuff like Brawler before I eventually do something stupid."

"Anyways," your hand gently guides your full-service maid's head back and you stand up, "let's go relax a bit. It seems like ages since we've all hung out in the pool together. Ari, want to see if Celestina wants to join us?"

"Sure," she nods and walks off on her own.

"Slut," Zalreanne's head turns to you and then she blushes as she realizes what she responded to, "invite the adventurers up a moment after us. We'll meet them there." She nods and the rest of your harem sets off to relax in the large pool upstairs.