Crimson Dungeon (Final Part: Daughters of Demons)

Thanks again to Cross C

Things were a little tense between the two girlfriends.

Aqua was annoyed at Darkness for not saving her more. Treating every trap like a fun experience, when the Goddess could feel they were not. And on the other side, Darkness was heavily jealous that she wasn’t getting hit with traps.

“...looks like there’s another room up ahead.” Darkness mumbled.

“...yeah, great.” Aqua replied dryly.

Neither were looking at each other, and the hand holding had stopped a little while ago. Now they were just trying to get through this without pulling each other’s hair out.

Though Darkness was the first to realise the kind of room that lay ahead of them, and was the first to change her tune.

--POV Shift--

“A tentacle room! Finally! I call dibs!”

My feet thundered down the hallway, trying to hit every stone trap it could just in case I got lucky for once. Aqua wasn’t going to beat me there this time! I would finally get my own glorious fun inside the ero-dungeon!

Like a rapturous hug, the tentacles opened themselves up to me leaping at them. I could feel their slithery embrace wrap around my torso, curl around my arms, coil down my legs, and embrace my entire head. My moans could not help but leak out as I finally got to be one with an erotic dungeon’s main event! The tentacles were a staple, a tentpole of all novella, and I had got to experience them so rarely in my adventures with my friends.

There were so many, I probably didn’t even need to worry about Aqua getting here first. The whole room had them hanging from the ceiling like swamps collect vines. Their fleshy colour tone would not fool any jungle climber though, but it suited my needs perfectly, their rounded purplish tips wasting no time in pulling away my nylon outfit, readying themselves to both pull me apart and push through my pussy.

From behind me I could hear footsteps tentatively approach. “Aqua! Sorry I was impatient! Come on in, the tentacles feel great!”

With the way my spine arched upwards to try and feel the appendage wriggling into me, I was weightlessly hung upside down, my breasts unable to fall from the suction of two mouthy tentacles, but my eyes able to gaze upon my beautiful naked girlfriend…

And the anger in her eyes.

“Darkness, I-I don’t like it! I want to go home!”

With a pout I wasn’t expecting, she turned away from the lovely tentacles, returned to the hallway we came from, and huddled herself into a ball. Hugging her knees tightly and clearly crying a little while refusing to look at me.

“A-Aqua…?”

“I don’t like it! I don’t like this dungeon! It’s all gross and weird, and full of nasty things, and I like sex but I know you like this stuff so I should like it too, but I’m a Goddess and having these things touch me is so-!”

“Woah! Woah-ho-ho! Aqua, it’s okay. It’s really okay.” I reassured, not able to physically do so as I was getting groped all over by tentacles, but verbally doing as best as I could. “Can you please look at me?”

Her eyes flashed around to look at me, then turned back.

“Aqua, please?”

Another beat and she did finally shift her butt around on the stone to look at me, though it was clear she was still upset.

“I’m sorry, Aqua. I think I got ahead of myself and assumed you were enjoying it as much as me… nothing hurt you, did it?”

Her pout refused to leave, but her eyes softened a little, “No… not really… felt weird though.”

“I-I apologise again.” I bit my lip briefly as the tentacle wriggled around in my pussy. Being heartfelt is rather difficult while being fucked, but I was up for the torturous challenge, “W-we don’t have to like all the same things just because we’re dating, Aqua. I know some of my tastes are… off putting.”

That seemed to throw off her anger, “But I still like you!”

“And I you,” I smiled back to her, even as my breast was pushed wildly out of place by my attackers, “We’re still figuring all this out, I’ve never dated anyone and now I have two people to love deeply… it’s a lot for me too.” My admission seemed to relieve her a little, and thankfully the tentacles were pushing me towards her into an upside down doggy style position anyway, “My passion for the deranged got the better of me and I ignored your feelings. I simply hoped you would see the wonders of this place that I see. Especially since these tentacles are filled with Kazuma’s cum.”

“...they what?”

“Of COURSE!” I gasped out as the familiar feeling of supreme sized cock filled my pussy, fluttering my eyes in front of Aqua’s, “I… I thought you’d notice the smell by now… this d-dungeon is Kazuma ah~! Th-themed. I think these t-tentacles are like Sy-Sylviaaaaasss!”

The wriggling deepness of the tentacle was fucking hot. The way it scraped my walls lacked Kazuma’s precision, but was made up for in a unique and thrilling spasm.

Aqua’s eyes were now much more inquisitive to the tentacle approaching her face. She sniffed it, tasted it ever so gently, and slowly began to scratch her pussy just a little. “I… I suppose I could at least tr-try it… cause we’re dating! This is still your fault, Darkness!” She insisted, already taking her hand on the Kazuma cock and pointing at me accusingly.

“Yess… my faullttt…” I purred back, losing myself to the weightless fucking the Kazuma tentacles were providing.

Three more cocks floated towards my girlfriend, dripping their thick precum along the way. She continued to lick the tentacle in her hand like ice cream, but was now following their bobbing movements with her head and walking towards them like they were beckoning her.

I could tell there was still apprehension, but she was being very brave in letting a few tentacles wrap around her legs and torso.

The two of us were raised up. It was hard to see the ceiling through the sea of tentacles, and soon it was just as difficult to see the floor. Like we had entered some new dimension of only thick vines around us, that contorted and cocooned us together.

Aqua whimpered in fear, an emotion I was far from personally, but certainly didn’t want her experiencing either.

With only a tiny part of my strength, my right wrist escaped the binding behind my back and grabbed ahold of her face, bringing Aqua gently towards me. The tentacles may be my dream, but I can’t enjoy it if she wasn’t, so ignoring them I made sure to do what they couldn’t and kiss her.

As we embraced the tentacles swarmed. Our bodies only connected by mouth, being hung in basically a straight line like we were both lying on a bed. They were wrapped around us to the point it felt weightless, almost hammock-esque, swinging back and forth as the cock shaped demons began to invade.

I could feel the initial impact of Aqua’s pussy through her gasping. The slimy tentacles felt amazing against my skin, and I knew they were providing the lubricant needed for the apprehensive Aqua. To think we’d be lucky to have tentacles covered in precum~ The mucusy substance spreading over our skins to make them shine with delicious smelling glory.

Aqua didn’t want to let go of my mouth, fighting to remain in contact with me. I still wanted to help and there was one more thing I could do, convince her through words.

“Aqua, do you ever feel like your power is too high?”

“E-eh?”

“You’re a perfect Goddess, and I’ve seen your stats, but the rest of the world isn’t as perfect, is it?” That cute little blush she gets when she isn’t expecting a compliment is so cute, “I sometimes feel that I’m too strong too. Having to control myself to not break delicate cups, or rip through clothes, or even hurt Kazuma. That control can be exhausting though, and I wondered if you ever felt that way too?”

She wasn’t always one for self reflection, so I think she hadn’t considered it until now, “Uhm, maybe sometimes, yeah…”

“That’s why I like being bound.” I admitted, letting my hand go back behind my back, “I lose the need to focus on that control. I sacrifice my body to another’s whims. My transformation from respected knight to worthless onahole complete… and it feels so freeing.”

There was no response, but that was mostly because the tentacles had taken the opportunity to fill our mouths. The telltale taste of Kazuma’s cock filled my tongue and I was sent to a world of pleasure.

Though lacking in his ability to sense through instinct, the tentacles were able to reach much deeper than Kazuma. It was still his hardness, his vein riddled pole that my pussy had totally fallen for, and with the ability to scrape along my weak walls with such power that I loved so much. But now there was a wriggle. Sort of like when Esu or Sylvia got their hands on me, but much more ruthless in its thumping of my cervix and throat.

It was sort of bizarre to think that this wasn’t the first time I’d been penetrated multiple times by the same cock, not that I was complaining. My benighted being had barely begun before baring the beauty of his bovine banana. Even in tentacle form, I knew our bond grew stronger thanks to his amazing abilities.

I was able to lose myself to the pleasure completely. The loss of control I’d told Aqua about had fully taken over as my legs were spread by the foreign squirm-legion. There was no mindful sense of rhythms to the creatures, they just used me like I wanted to be used. Cocks for the cocksleeve. A dirty cumslut that wouldn’t stop squirting her juices across those that carried her.

Perhaps the only negative was that they lacked tentacle testicles to slap on my face as they fucked me, but it was barely worth mentioning.

Between the loud and echoing moans I leaked, I could occasionally form a cognizant thought that recognised Aqua’s voice, equally enjoying the erotic apparatus around us, or at least that’s what I hoped.

The tentacles just kept flipping me around, tightening their grip on me as my orgasms kept accidentally shaking me loose. Say what you want about precum covered tentacles, but I’d probably still use rope to bind me nine times out of ten. As such I did get to see at least one shot of Aqua enjoying herself.

I probably shouldn’t have been as happy as I was to see she’d let them bind her arms behind her back, but I was. Her pussy and asshole were happily taking the same piston style fucking I was recieving, but there were more of them, and the tentacles seemed more playful with her than me.

From my angle it sort of looked like she was in a doggystyle position, though with legs a bit further apart. Two tentacles were rubbing against her dangling breasts, slapping her nipples and pressing into them hard. Three more were just rubbing themselves along her face. Not penetrating her, just teasing the Goddess by making her face drenched in precum and drool. Marking her like Kazuma had done so many times before.

So many squirming tendrills of pleasure. My body felt more like a floundering skyfish, trying so limply to escape the iron net, completely at the mercy of its captors. The tentacles had no mercy (thank the Gods). They knew only holes and those that provided them.

They knew that our holes were the most experienced in the dungeon at making Kazuma's cock feel at home. Just as the rigid pole inside of me knows exactly how to make me feel loved.

Ah~

Dear Yunyun,

With deepest regrets, I inform you that the two of us have reached the end of our ero-dungeon quest.

The monsters are too sexy for us. To think the two girlfriends of Satou Kazuma could ever survive a long time inside a temptuous maze like this was, perhaps, wishful thinking.

I do hope our points total has secured first place for you, and not hindered your score from any superior opponents. I know our team will be divided by six, but me and Aqua simply cannot continue.

Though I regret not being able to help you, I also would not change the outcome, even if I had reality changing earrings. Which I do not.

Thank you for inviting us,

Darkness the Tentacle-Wrapped Whore

XXX

Nerimaki, pulsating with a power she never knew existed, stared.

There, before her, lay a tableau that would have sent shivers down the spine of even the most seasoned Crimson Demon Mage. Four of her fellows, were encased in a wall, only their legs and delicious asses protruding, ripe for-

Nerimaki's gaze fixated on the parade of curvaceous wonders before her. Each unclothed posterior swayed with a rhythm that set her enormous appendage to a throbbing fury. Her cock practically stretched itself, lifting her towards the teasing butts in front of her. It pointed like an iron bar, and twitched with a need to sink into every slick waiting orifice. Gone were the days of innocent appreciation; her mind now translated every wiggle into a shameless proposition.

"Like… look, it’s Soketto, Poritan, Makaromi, and Putano..." remarked Sakiberry and Nerimaki suddenly noticed the magical portals set into the wall above each set of ass cheeks. These provided displays of each girls' face.

Nerimaki surveyed the tableau, a cruel smile twisting her lips. "Well, well, well," she drawled, her voice dripping with mock concern. "Seems you girls have gotten yourselves into a bit of a sticky situation. But fret no more! Your Crimson Champion is here to~" Her sentence dissolved into a suggestive wiggle of her hips, the monstrous appendage dangling between her legs swaying hypnotically.

Nerimaki couldn't help but feel an unseemly excitement to see the village's much disputed but generally grudgingly accepted most beautiful lady in the wall. Soketto, the woman with the way-too broken fortune telling magic… her perfect feminine visage peered through the portal, her deep crimson eyes seeming to lock onto Neri's knowingly.

There was a sultry curve to her lips, a silent invitation to Nerimaki's eyes. Her expression was a mix of anticipation and desire, the kind that promised pleasure and demanded satisfaction. On this side of the wall, her lower body was a vision of perfection, very clearly a higher level of erotic beauty than the three really quite attractive, but merely ordinary bottoms in a line to its right. Nerimaki felt her mouth dry out as she appreciated that huge and rounded ass. There was a nymphlike symmetry to her backside, with each cheek perfectly proportional to the other, yet both somehow feeling soft and inviting in their own unique way. Nerimaki gulped and felt her cock twitch violently as she stared at the petal-soft folds of Soketto's pussy, on display between her luscious thighs.

To Soketto’s right was Poritan's face, framed by her wavy bob of brown hair, it wore an expression of sheer boredom. Her eyes were half-lidded, as if she was trying to take a nap despite the unusual circumstances. Makaromi's face, framed by thick bangs and her signature glasses, was next and showed even more clear signs of boredom. She occasionally adjusted her green headband, her expression one of mild irritation rather than alarm. Her eyes, sharp and intelligent, flicked around the room as if searching for a way out or perhaps calculating the nature of the magic that trapped her.

The final portal showed Putano's face, a mix of frustration and determination. Her feathery brown hair fluttered around her cheeks as she squirmed, her usual small secret smile replaced by a pout of annoyance. Her wide, expressive eyes darted around, clearly seeking a way to free herself from the wall. She wiggled and squirmed on this side, her movements making her small unclad bottom an irresistible sight.

It was pert and cute, an impossibly appealing blend of firm and tender, covered in satiny smooth skin that invited the touch. Nerimaki felt her cock throb as Putano's posterior flexed and clenched with her struggles, each shift providing a fascinating new view of its shapely features.

Nerimaki's eyes returned to linger on Soketto's big feminine derriere as she cocked her head and listened to her companions' discussion.

"This is, like, a really awkward spot to be in," Sakiberry piped up, apparently more interested in the next solution to their dungeon predicament than the delicious fillies stuck like flies in amber. "I'm, like, not sure what we should do here."

"There isn't any obvious message written on any of the walls." commented Dodonko, spinning in place and looking around.

There was a sealed door at the opposite end of the room past the line of offered asses. Funifura frowned, then stared at it with a peculiar intensity, as if willing it to open by **** of thought alone.

Nerimaki knew exactly what was necessary. It was so obvious.

"Well, team," she declared, voice dripping with theatrical authority, "it seems we've encountered another stupidly erotic predicament. But fear not! Your magnificent leader has devised the solution!"

"Neri-san, is that right? I, like, knew you'd think of something~! What's the plan?" Sakiberry sounded impressed.

Funifura looked the opposite, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms below her hanging breasts.

"This is simple, comrades," Nerimaki declared, her voice dripping with the misplaced confidence of a schoolyard bully who'd just discovered a porn magazine. "The path forward is clear! I must deliver my essence to each of these… unfortunate souls." She gestured grandly towards the trapped Crimson Demons, her member twitching with a life of its own.

With a smirk, Sakiberry looked almost proud, “We, like, really unleashed Neri’s beast mode, haven’t we?”

Funifura piped up, a note of urgency lacing her words. "Hold on, Nerimaki! See that rune there?" She pointed towards the wall, where a small, ominous clock symbol pulsed with an ominous red glow. "It's counting down!"

Nerimaki scoffed, the very notion of patience a foreign concept to her hormone-addled mind. "A mere distraction, Funifura! Can't you see? The true challenge is to conquer these delectable morsels before time runs out! A test of my… virility!" Her massive balls throbbed in agreement, sending a delicious jolt through her entire body.

Dodonko chimed in, her voice a rumbling counterpoint to Nerimaki's enthusiasm. "But Nerimaki, what about the clock? Funifura's right, it's counting down! Maybe we have to resist… your… uh…" she struggled for the right word, "enthusiasm" wouldn't quite cut it, "…for however long that timer runs?"

"Silence! Your musings are nothing but specious babbling!" Nerimaki strode forward, her eyes latched upon the most beautiful Crimson Demon Mage's big beautiful butt with deep relish, her hands settling upon Soketto's wide hips, "This is an erotic dungeon! Most of the challenges have been about cumming and enjoying ourselves! There’s nothing sexual about not having sex!”

“What about edging?”

“Shut up! You know I’m right! We've been tested so far, and it's clearly this!” Her proud conclusion included a red hand mark directly on Soketto’s rear, “I'm going to be the chief! I'm the only one with the balls to do this!"

"Balls, Nerimaki?" Dodonko asked quizzically, "I know you have some extra right now, but-"

Her words were cut short as Nerimaki made a smooth motion and drove the entirety of her imposing girthy member into the presented mage's succulent booty in one smooth movement. A fluid wave rippled across Soketto's skin, marking the moment that Nerimaki's invading phallus became fully lodged in her perfect pussy. Nerimaki savoured that initial penetration. The gripping pressure of her velvety walls squeezing and massaging her cock as she teased it deep inside Soketto's center was deliciously tight. Soketto shuddered, her lips parting to utter a soundless moan, her back arching as she strained against the invisible bonds that held her fast. Nerimaki smiled evilly at the effect she was having on her prize, her gaze dropping to her hips as she drank in the erotic sight of her crotch grinding against Soketto's tailbone.

Close enough, yet totally inaudibly, to Nerimaki, was a loud moan. “Mmmm~! Ahh, th-this is the r-right timeline!”

“Eh?!” Poritan gasped in panic, “What?! What’s happening?! Is someone doing something to you Soketto-san?!”

A sultry nod, fueled mostly by her thrusting body, returned to her, “Ohhh~ I pray you all do your b-best for her~” The fortune teller groaned, “If we do, then our tavern will become the g-greatest-nnnn-e-ever!”

“Are they getting better beds?” Asked Makaromi.

“Better. We may be getting in the timeline with the Crimson Demon’s legendary futa queen~”

"Oh yeah! I bet your fat Kazuma cock feels, like, totes amazing, Neri-san!" moaned Sakiberry from a few feet over the wall.

Nerimaki wiggled and swirled her hips, enjoying the way that Soketto's suctioning womanhood clung to her shaft as she slowly drew herself out. Her cock glimmered with arousal as she pulled back, Soketto's wetness clinging to it in thick strings that glistened in the dungeon lights. Then with a gentle motion, Nerimaki thrust forwards again, sinking deep into Soketto's tight warmth and relishing the way her inner walls rippled and quivered in response. Soketto's face in the portal directly in front of the futa was a mask of slack-jawed pleasure, like she knew exactly what face to pull to arouse her attacker. Her tongue hung out of her mouth and she rolled her eyes up as Nerimaki bottomed out in her once more.

"Mmh. Yes. I believe they will enjoy this... very much." Nerimaki mused as she settled into a steady pace of fucking, her body heaving back and forth like a piston as she smacked her pelvis into Soketto's proud globes. Her perfectly symmetrical ass wobbled and quivered with each thrust, and Nerimaki's balls smacked wetly against her dripping lower lips as she moved. “Ohh, fuck. I can see why Bukkororii lusted over this thick ass, too bad it’s mine now, shitty neet!” She laughed to the heavens.

A flicker of recognition was sparking within Nerimaki. The constant unwanted gropes, the lewd comments, the **** lunges - it all made a twisted kind of sense now. With a regular-sized package, those advances were a nuisance, an annoyance she'd learned to endure. But with this behemoth strapped to her, she understood the primal hunger in her patrons’ eyes. They weren't just harassing her - they were slaves to their own monstrous desires, just like her.

From somewhere behind her came Funifura's complaining voice, “So if this needs to be done before the time is up, why is Neri using so much on Soketto?! Just empty those nuts and go to the next person already! Sheesh!”

"Like, shut up Funi-diot!”

Dodonko just seemed to be quizzical, “To be fair, this whole erotic dungeon seems rather vague. Are we earning points by advancing through rooms or every time we orgasm? Surely if it’s the latter then fucking the other team won’t help much.”

“Right? As a competition the whole thing seems poorly designed, especially for Saikomiko.”

“Can’t you two, like, just enjoy it for what it is? Gawd.” said Sakiberry, rolling her eyes at the pair of geriatric whiners, “You just, like, keep fucking whoever you want, Neri-Neri~”

So she did just that.

Though the thrill of fucking the woman of Bukkororii’s desires had a certain spine tingling chill to it, the only cock in the room decided to dip it’s proverbial thick toe in all the provided pools, tasting all four honeypots before deciding who gets to cum first.

As she retracted from Soketto, she could see the fortune teller whisper to the next in line. Poritan seemed the most nervous, wiggling her rear in a panic when a thick piece of meat landed on it, not realising it was exciting its owner more than deterring her. Nerimaki wasn’t even looking at Poritan’s face, just basking in the drippy liquids of such a tight peach, like she’d somehow been hit with every horny curse the dungeon had to offer, practically more liquid than pussy as she pushed forward into the girl.

Yet another hot and tight embrace around her aching cock. She finally understood how her uncle got addicted to gambling, if it was anything like the chemicals flooding her brain while fucking a new cunt then addiction may run in their blood. Sliding back and forth into another one of her classmates was a feeling she would never want to give up, especially after seeing how Poritan’s usually reserved face was melting in lust on the screen.

“G-goddamn… Neri’s a beast, isn’t she?” Funi gasped under her breath. The telltale signs of at least two women masturbating behind her only managed to encourage Nerimaki, “Look at how into it Poritan is…”

Sakiberry purred in agreement, “I’m gonna, like, move into your tavern, Neri-kun…”

“Hey guys the door was open the whole time!” called Dodonko, “guys?”

A glint of her trademark shrewdness pierced through the haze of lust as she switched to the next gal in line. Kazuma's monstrous tool, once a source of shame and frustration, was now a potential goldmine. In a village starved of proper pleasure devices, this - this could be the ultimate product! Those life-size dildos were mere toys compared to the real deal, and the rumors surrounding how males found their pleasure supercharged by witnessing Kazuma’s prowess…well, that could be a whole other line of business. Imagine the coin she could rake in, charging the **** men of the village for a glimpse of her, Nerimaki, the Crimson Demon Barmaid, wielding the legendary tool on the stunning ladies of the village!

“Yet another satisfied customer!” the leader snarled, getting even the dopey Makaromi to call out an energised ‘more’ while she exited the slit. “Maybe I’ll get my OWN cock fanclub for this! Funi and Dodonko will surely switch over, right girls?!”

“Y-your cock i-is his…” pointed out the bigger breasted wizard, currently being eaten out by her masturbating friend like her pussy was a picutre of her brother. Dodonko having given up on trying to progress the party completely.

Putano had already accepted and begun thrusting back against Nerimaki’s heavy slams, smiling on her purse lips every time the pendulum-esque balls slapped against her thighs.

Though it was Sakiberry whomst seemed most happy, slapping the older woman’s rear a few times while her companion fucked it, “Ooh, like, aunty Putano really kept it tight~ she really wants a kid, Neri-Neri-kyun~” She purred, taking one of her new idol’s breasts in mouth while she fondled her own aunt’s thick bottom.

A twisted sense of heroism took root. Nerimaki envisioned herself as a Crimson Demon Savior, wielding Kazuma's colossal endowment to vanquish the demons of unsatisfied desire plaguing the village women. Each plunge of her tool into the ravenous confines of the older woman’s pussy fueled a growing desire– to become the village's most sought-after pleasure provider, a legend whispered in hushed tones among the **** and pleasure-starved.

The Crimson Demon’s ultimate stud.

Bar Succubus Lingerie, a title for her parents’ bar that Nerimaki had come up with to trick the male gaze, would now host to this stud exclusively for women wizards and adventurers.

The image of a paying audience – wide-eyed women and envious men – witnessing her, the mighty Nerimaki, wielding Kazuma's staff against the legions of loneliness, was intoxicating. She pictured charging an exorbitant fee, a queen demanding tribute for the privilege of witnessing her "engagements" with her fellow Crimson Demons.

Nothing else mattered to the girl as she grit her teeth and thrust away into the smorgasbord of presented pussy.

Going up and down the line, fucking one for a bit before switching to the next, getting all the different suckling slits to beg for more as her balls swayed ever tighter towards release.

Though Dodonko had complained about the competition, this was beyond all of that now. Nerimaki couldn’t care less about the results of becoming chief.

With this cock, she could change lives.

A growling need to own an even bigger prize: Kazuma’s harem. Beyond the confines of the village, it lay in wait as the largest collection of leaking pussies, ready for her to seed. Nerimaki always knew she was destined for great things, and soon all of his harem would be visiting Bar Succubus Lingerie to bask in a superior cock wielder’s glory.

Her rigorous hip to butt slapping kept building. Too many delectable slits in too little of a time became too much for her too big of a cock to handle.

The sweaty mess of a room full of sluts got to bare witness to Nerimaki burying herself balls deep into the presented rear of Soketto and explode violently inside her well bullied pussy.

Long guttural noises escaped the futa, and while none could be heard from beyond the wall, through the clenched toes and upturned eyes, it was clear that Soketto had loved it too.

Nerimaki had just enough time to escape the fortunate first fuckhole and pump at least one rope of semen into each of the four girls. Putano not getting as much as the other three, but still grinding and squeezing herself as much as she could against the invading phallus for all the cum she could wring out.

Though she wouldn’t have to wait long, as Nerimaki was tended to by her three main sluts, who quickly began lapping up their favourite juices while growing the Kazuma cock for yet another round or two…

Musume and Yunyun continued to sit in silence.

The emotions hadn’t left them.

Anger seemed to still be seething through the daughter of demons, while a growing worry was beginning to bubble up in the daughter of crimson.

Having to rely on someone like Megumin to uphold her dream was beginning to gnaw at her sanity.

But knowing she had to make the daughter of the Demon Lord orgasm was as scary as Yunyun’s first day of school. Could she really do this?

…

“U-um, we need to continue…”

“No. We give up here.”

…

And once more the silence returned. Both girls sitting, staring at the challenge, doing nothing but stewing in their feelings as time continued to tick away. Each second another nail in Yunyun’s future.

…

“B-but…”

“There are six on your team, versus none on any other. Not only have we accrued far more points than the men this morning, now that we have given up here, the others should still pick up the slack and defeat your rivals.” Musume explained harshly, yet with enough insight to show she’d been thinking about it, “This way we do not have to subject ourselves to humiliation, but still remain victorious. We just need to believe in our team.”

It was a rousing speech. One that would have brought many others to her side.

But not Yunyun.

She knew what team she was supposed to believe in, and she knew that they could always seize defeat from the jaws of victory. Megumin exploding the dungeon, getting a minus two hundred point deduction and letting Sakiberry or Kaikai become village chief. Their hedonism ruining the place that Yunyun loved.

“I-I want to keep going!” Yunyun said defiantly, standing up yet remaining still shorter than the sitting Musume. “Please, assist me one more time!”

“No.”

“Please!” Yunyun begged, not backing down now and moving to face Musume head on, “I can’t let it end like this!”

A wicked tongue clicked at her attitude, “Little girl, sit down. Rebellion shall get you nowhere but a one way trip down to hell… geez, I really am sounding more like dad…”

But Yunyun didn’t sit down, instead the lonely girl got angry.

“No way! I can’t just sit here and wait! I don’t care what you do to me after this, but this is the future of MY village! I’m going to fight!”

Stepping forwards, she yanked one of the dildos from the table and began breathing deeply. The size and heft of the item was immense, but for her people she’d have taken something twice this size. Quickly she grabbed the bottle of what she thought was lube and began dousing the plastic shaft with it. “I-if I get myself most of the way there, m-maybe you can just finish me off and it’ll let me through! E-even if I just use your tail for it, or something…”

There was a blush to her enemy’s cheeks, one that at least seemed receptive to the plan. “I suppose I can d-do that much… if you are willing to go that far.” She frowned, watching Yunyun hold the dildo with a great amount of fear, “Have you at least had something like that inside you previously?”

“Never! B-but Arue showed me how to have an o-orgasm with her tongue, so it can’t be too much more difficult with this!”

“That seems like a gross miscalculation.”

“So what?!” She yelled, grabbing at her clothes and disrobing right in front of the spawn of ultimate evil, “I don’t want to feel regret just because it’s scary!”

Neatly, she stacked her folded clothing on the table next to the other paraphernalia. Currently just standing there in a clean pair of white underwear and her socks, because the ground was cold.

There she stood. A true pioneer, and a brave girl.

Though Musume hadn’t been expecting the rush of warmth to her body in seeing this squishy little human naked.

In all the excitement and terror, the daughter of hell had, in fact, been added to Kazuma’s harem. In order to protect her, and by extension Aqua, the woman had joined the ranks of many cum stricken greats like the lowly waitresses of Axel, the newly masochistic blonde Goddess, and a pile of slime.

Oh, and Yunyun of course.

Was the Crimson Demon attracted to women beforehand? The barmaid from her town insisted so (the fictional work she commissioned from Arue of Megumin x Yunyun certainly gave people around town an idea), but we’ll never really know the lonely girl’s feelings as she was never great at perceiving them herself. What we do know is that she definitely found Musume attractive. The idea of this huge wall of feminine muscle being a delicate friend and helping Yunyun get off had been on her mind for minutes now. She wondered if that sharp looking tongue in her mouth could be useful… she wondered about the smell of her armpits… or even just burying herself in those shapely breasts…

And she wasn’t the only one. Musume had so much heat crashing into her as she stared at Yunyun’s body. Forgetting the shame of her own presence as Musume’s eyes drifted along the smooth and tasty looking curves in front of her. It was clear Yunyun took care of her skin, but had a bit of a pudge to her that made her body resemble a pure satin cushion, cute and soft. The antithesis of which was the huge, rock hard thing in her hand.

“Be careful with th-that…” said Musume towards the thick purple rod, her eyes sliding over to the white panties nearby, “That place looks… sensitive…”

With a gulp, Yunyun nodded, “Th-thanks. Um, I’ll t-tell you when I’m close, o-okay?”

“Very well.”

“Mm… um, do you know… what it’s like to be ‘close’?”

After a beat, and a severely raised eyebrow from Musume, Yunyun ignored her own question and begun.

Her technique was simple: sit down, place the dildo at her entrance, and then profit, presumably. She quickly enacted the first two phases without issue, but the third had yet to arrive, only applying pressure to her entrance as the scary sized object was wanting to enter her.

“Closing your eyes seems unwise, you currently have it lined up to the wrong hole.”

A squeak of embarrassment later, Yunyun stared intently at her own pussy. To be watched like this was too much. All the heat was going to her face as Musume watched so intently. Like she was an animal at the circus.

“This is certainly taking a while. Are you sure your resolve is strong enough?” she continued to comment, “If it was dripping with moisture, would that make the object enter you easier?”

“S-shush!”

Not once in her entire life had the daughter of the Demon King ever been shushed. These Crimson Demons truly were the biggest divas of Axel. Though Musume did not get the chance to argue as with her resolve questioned, Yunyun fought through her own fear to plunge the dildo inside of her.

“AH! AHH! AHHHH!!!”

“It… it actually stretched…” Musume murumed, leaning in to gaze at Yunyun’s pussy, “Amazing, human…”

There was a bit of pain, and mostly discomfort from the sizeable appendage poking into the girl. Her chest heaving and sweat gushing down the sides of her face, “NNGGHHH!! Haaa~! Haaahhhh~!”

Movement occurred, inch after inch stretching Yunyun’s insides as her hips bucked uncontrollably. Knees shaking, teeth clattering, but it was soon too much for her, and with an audible ‘POP!’ the dildo was evacuated.

Musume got a good eyeful of the insides of a human, and for once it didn’t make her uncomfortable. The steamy dark salmon insides of Yunyun’s slit were only visible for a moment, but they lingered on Musume’s eyes like gazing briefly at the sun. Thoughts of how such a rich environment felt, or tasted, or even smelled, danced upon Musume’s brain. Her vision also catching the dripping dildo in her hands and gulping. This girl would go down in history as one of the greatest warriors of her kind. To face such incredible odds and survive…

“You fought well. But perhaps it’s-”

“No! I can go again!” She yelled, but couldn’t get the energy up to actually do it yet, only sit up.

Even that was shocking to the daughter, “Why? Why do you continue?”

“My father is retiring… and I want to be there for the village…”

“Hmm, no one told me you were the Village Chief Daughter,” Musume’s claw stroked at her chin. It had been told to her a few times, but this was the first moment she was retaining information about Yunyun in any capacity, “So you wish to follow in your father’s footsteps? Continue his legacy?”

“...well, no. I don’t.”

“Hm?” Musume tilted her head, “But… you are trying to do the job he is currently employed in doing?”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to do it because of that! I want to be the chief because I want to help! I’m doing this for me, not him!”

Musume’s eyes widened. Genuinely shocked with the resolve and perspective from the Crimson Demon girl.

“I don’t care what anyone thinks. I don’t care if they all call me normal, or boring, or plain, or unneeded…” She made herself sad briefly, but bounced back to shake the dildo in defiance, “I have a bullheaded rival who followed her dreams and became the strongest mage no matter how many people called her stupid! She has fun every day, with lots of friends, and who makes me believe I can follow through with my goals too! I am Yunyun! Future chief of the Crimson Demons! And this is for my future!”

With a slam on the ground, Yunyun now loomed over the object, threatening to put her whole weight on the thing. Tearing her bra off, letting her massive chest bound back and forth at the weird angle she was leaning and panting.

“NNN! Haaa! I… I can do th-this!” She demanded from herself, twitching wildly at the attempt, anger at her failure to even get a few inches inside of her. “W-why does it have to be so b-big?”

But Yunyun held out, trying her best to jump up and down, a gush of juices pouring out from her the more the scraping plastic attacked her. Her belly was wriggling from the intruder’s presence. Her chest was bouncing all over the place. And in all her excitement, Yunyun missed her new companion standing up.

“I have been a coward, and a fool.” Said Musume, her cloak falling to the ground, “I have been placidly waiting. To find out if my father is still alive to guide me, or if someone else would come and save me… but I think I was just waiting for an answer to my life. For someone to reassure me that my path was correct. I cannot wait for another to tell me how to live my own life. I must become a leader through my own desires, not an inherited will. Young Crimson Demon, thank you for showing me my own strength. I will become the Demon Queen, and kill all humans!”

All the good feeling Yunyun were feeling escaped her immediately.

“W-WHATIADIDNTWHWA-?!”

The soft chuckle of evil couldn’t help but escape Musume’s lips, “Hmhm, kidding~” She admitted, much to the stressed Yunyun’s confusion and misery. “I have resolved to become a better Demon Queen, like Iris and I always talked about. Though, perhaps I just wanted to see some fear in my prey before I brought them to Heaven.”

Her prey only gulped.

Musume’s body looked crafted in its proportions. Her broad shoulders came into view as the spiky black pauldrons fell to the ground. Strong abs above a long white shawl, also being untucked to reveal a garter belt for her iron leg guards, once more coming undone. More and more creamy skin became unleashed as Musume stripped for Yunyun. The sparks in the lonely girl’s brain flew when a fully naked Demon Queen appeared before her. Soft mounds bigger than her head that looked perfect for sucking. An hourglass figure despite her bulk, thanks to a wide pair of hips. What really surprised was the moist pussy lips of a demon, sporting a nicely well kept tuft of white hair that matched the long hair up above.

The only parts she couldn’t remove, her long black tail and horns, remained, and the former of which reaching past Yunyun to grab her own dildo from the table. “I will not be defeated by the Crimson Demons, nor any of their traps!” Musume declared to whichever chunni was still listening to her, “This girl will win! I will win!”

Taking matters into her own hands, Musume sat down behind Yunyun and let her fall into her naked body. There was a squeak of excitement from her as her head fell into the cavern of cleavage, the brunette’s entire vision being covered by the huge breasts of the Demon Queen.

“Just remain calm, we’ll get through this together.”

It was hard to argue with Musume, and not only because Yunyun was trapped in her body. Even during the recent orgy epidemic, Yunyun often had to insert herself into her new friend’s desires, usually taking it upon herself to be the licker, rather than the licked. But right now clawed hands were wrapping around both her midriff and clenching against the base of the dildo inside her pussy.

The taller woman gasped, “My word… it really does mimic the heat of a real human, doesn’t it?” Yunyun just hissed at the movement, having only barely gotten used to moving it herself. Now the heated pole was moving by Musume’s command, almost like a real penis…

“Mmm…”

“How intriguing. I was often reprimanded for playing with my food, yet your moans bring me right back to that childish curiosity…” Another inch was pushed in, then slowly scraped out. Trapped within evil thighs, smelling the sweaty chest that so many Crimson Demons had peeped on, it was causing a heavy effect on the lonely girl.

The tail that held the dildo wrapped around and moved towards her face, moving the tits apart like curtains and slinking forwards. Clearly the intention was to suck on the item, which the red faced girl certainly did.

“O-oh! That’s my tail!” Musume grumbled, watching the dildo that her tail had been carrying fall to her thigh. It was the sensual lips suckling on her that threw the future Demon Queen, as she was nursing so tenderly on her tail that Musume felt wild tingles throughout her body. “...that’s my tail…” Moaning softly as she gently allowed Yunun’s tongue to explore the repitilian scales, flicking around her mouth as the strangest sensation began flowing through her.

Their shared rhythm became more on beat as they got more comfortable with each other. Musume still slowly plunging the lonely girl’s pussy with dildo, while Yunyun basically made out with a tail.

Slowly the strange feelings began getting to Musume. Her itchy pussy oh-so-empty, and that dildo on her thigh feeling oh-so-heavy. She wanted it. She didn’t know she wanted it, but feelings can trump experience. Musume would have gone for it, but the moans Yunyun was leaking out were getting louder and louder, and she dare not stop now.

“Mmm! MMmmmMmm~!” She groaned into the tail, her sweaty head leaning heavily against the thick breast tissue, her toes clenching as more heat was slammed into her from Musume’s hand, “MMMMHNNGMMM!!”

A massive squirt of juice escaped Yunyun at an intense speed, splattering against Musume’s crossed ankles and a sizeable distance onto the dungeon floor. Her body was convorting in Musume’s grasp, seeming both floppy and tense at the same time, wriggling through the last of her climax before collapsing in a melted pile.

“Hmm, amazing, Little one. Your village would be proud.” Hummed the Demon Queen, forgetting that this was being streamed live to the men above, “I wish you well in your endeavours of this frivolous dungeon. I assume the door will let you pass now.”

There was a lot of panting, a lot of regaining brain cells, but after all of it… Yunyun seemed unhappy with the result.

She slowly crawled out of the deep pit that was Musume’s body, grabbed the dildo that had been dropped, and turned instead of going for her clothes. “No… we both go…”

“That’s…” For some reason, her voice caught in her throat. The sight of the determined little pipsqueak’s eyes made her heart skip, though perhaps it was because of the loneliness her pussy was feeling, either way she couldn’t hide her interest very well. “T-there’s no need, human. You have achieved your win.”

“Please. To say th-thank you?”

Perhaps one of the boldest moves that Yunyun had done today, including stripping for the Demon Queen, was placing the dildos bulbous head against Musume’s oozing pussy. A small hiss escaped her jagged teeth, but what really sealed it was her tail. Sometimes acting more on instinct instead of Musume’s thoughts, the black girth wrapped around Yunyun’s waist and dragged her forwards. Begging her to agree.

“V-very well…”

What neither had realised when Musume grabbed the other dildo, was that this was the strap-on version.

After getting into the harness and tightening it, the Demon Queen was reminded of that one time she saw Sylvia’s towel fall down in the communal showers. Though Yunyun wasn’t running away shouting ‘sorry Xara’ with her crotch tower in tow.

This was definitely a part of the job of Village Chief that Yunyun hadn’t prepped for. Sort of wishing she’d joined that ‘Kazuma cock fanclub’ if only for some general experience of how this beast worked. She’d at least felt really good just now, so as long as she mimicked Musume she knew that she COULD do it.

“O-okay… I’m going to enter you now.”

“Do as you w-wish.”

With an exhale of frustration, and a little bit of excitement, Yunyun pushed her hips forwards.

“Ah~!” Musume gasped out immediately, “Oh god, oh fuck, th-this was a mistake!”

“D-did I hurt you?! AIP!” She squeaked as the tail pushed against her back, “Wait! I thought-AH!”

Their hips slapped together and the full body of the Demon Queen bucked wildly, “Unngh! This is wh-what I felt! OHFUCK!” Her claws, tail, thighs, and stomach all wrapped around Yunyun, trapping her like she was squeezing onto a beloved toy teddy bear she hadn’t seen in years. All as the dildo reached full breadth inside her.

Unlocking the same feelings that Aqua had bestowed upon her during the soul link.

The gala had been rather eventful, as a recap: Aqua used her power of sensitivity from Kazuma’s cock to build a veritable pleasure bomb on the rampaging Daughter. Those feelings were shared, forcing Musume to have her first ever mind numbing orgasm, but it wasn’t just pussy pleasure she felt during the transfer. No, Aqua had just overcome her own internal demons to reveal her feelings for Kazuma. The love she felt, the relief, the overwhelming happiness, all of it had rushed into Musume at once.

And now, thanks to a dildo that resembled the same cock that was fucking Aqua in the soul share, Musume was feeling intense love and lust for Yunyun.

“Fuck me! Take me you gloriously squishy human!” Musume demanded, giving Yunyun just enough movement to stare into her eyes, “I want to feel this good forever! Fuck ME! UNGH!”

Though she was confused, and very scared, Yunyun wasn’t one to disobey orders. Her hips moving quickly to scissor her strap-on into the demonic slit. The girl quickly melted into Yunyun’s attacks. Just trying to encourage the thick, pussy moulding dildo that was rearranging her innards through **** by stroking her hair and rubbing her back.

Yunyun quickly got into it. Feeling rather proud of herself as the Demon Queen moaned under her. Seeing a dark demon like this, mouth open, eyes cloudy, completely submissive… maybe it was unlocking something in the usually timid girl. Emboldening her to start taking ahold of Musume’s tits and squeezing them for her own enjoyment, which the moans echoing in the room certainly encouraged.

More plaps and claps began picking up speed as the two’s rhythms really picked up.

Each thrust from Yunyun may not have been physically strong, but the primal urges it stirred inside Musume were more than doing it justice.

Being wrenched open from every angle by the massive plastic phallus. Reaching all the way down to her demonic womb, not knowing that the pulsing beat from her cervix was a desire for something this particular KazuDildo couldn’t give her, but still was begging her body for. Such maddening heats crashed into her again and again, stirred along by a surprisingly hungry Yunyun, who was giving into her base instincts and cutely suckling upon the raised areola of the demon’s nipple.

It all came to a close as the daughter closed in further around Yunyun.

To the former it was a tense buildup, closing her thighs around the smaller girl that was bringing her such pleasure while the heat neared its peak. To the latter it was a struggle for survival, humping as hard as she could in hopes that her body would be released in the end.

“This… this is the heat! KEEP G-GOING!!” Musume mewled, thrusting her hips back against Yunyun, all until they hit each other at just the right angle for the feelings to crescendo inside of her, “AAHHH FFUUUCCKKKK!!!!!”

Right as her bucking and clenching became dangerous for the girl trapped inside, the tail that had brought them there had one last idea, slinking its way into the gap between strap-on and slit to penetrate Yunyun all by itself. The slightly colder scales suddenly entering her boiling pussy, combined with the intense squishy pressure and her own naughty bubbling second climax, made the two daughters share in the sin. A high pitched scream emanating somewhere from inside the mass of crimson and demon.

After the juices had been flung and the feelings had tempered, Yunyun was finally let free. Musume’s arms and legs falling to her side, though her prey could only lie there on her mons and stomach as her own boiling body failed to move.

“That was… incredible…”

“Yay…” replied Yunyun, always happy to receive praise, though it was clear she was a bit delirious from the squishing, “W-wanna be friends now?”

“Only if we can go again, Little o- Little friend.”

“Eh?”

A hunger had consumed Musume, who flipped the pair of them over so Yunyun was on the floor. Her strap-on pointed upwards, where Musume was readying her larger body to come crushing down atop her.

After all of that, they never did end up moving past this room and totally missed that the door had been open for a while.

Megumin was sick of this place.

Her shitty teammates had abandoned her. Her shitty friends were all probably mocking her. All of this for shitty Yunyun. All this strangeness, the lewd scenes, the bizarre fascination on her ex-boyfriend… it was making Megumin want to explode.

She really really REALLY wanted to explode.

It felt inevitable at this point. Her whole purpose for living was to wipe disgusting hellholes to dust using the power of the ultimate spell, and this shitty, stupid, overly sexualised dungeon needed to go.

Aqua could revive anyone who may be blasted away by her, surely they’d look back and praise her for the explosion, right? Though Megumin didn’t really care. Rationale was leaving her.

The ache, the craving need to explode was permeating her being. Already she was beginning to chant, with the building release bobbing ever closer to her on the sea of relief. Explosion magic would bring her that pleasure. It would. She knew it deep inside her. She’d known it ever since they entered this ero-dungeon, and it repeated every time some lewd bullshit blocked their path. Already crackles of magical energy were appearing at the end of her staff, seeming to match the twitching in her maniacal eye.

If even one more crazy thing happened when turning this next corner, she’d blast it away to smithereens.

Three, two…

“Congratulations, Megumin!”

“EXPLO-! …huh?”

Saved by the briefest of margins, she paused her explosion just in time to not destroy the pinata in the center of the room.

The voice playing over the airways that had congratulated continued, as the pinata spun helplessly in front of the wizard, “You’ve reached the end of the floor! Your team has been awarded an extra few points, and we can confirm that you have won! Team Yunyun has successfully conquered the dungeon!”

A list of point appeared on the walls nearby her, showing that it was fairly close between Yunyun and Nerimaki, but with the bonus points that Megumin won that had pushed them over the edge.

“All players will now be evacuated from the dungeon. Thanks for playing!”

“Hey, what about my pinata-”

And then the floor ate Megumin.