Monster Manual

Mysterious creaks and echoes of distant wailing reverberating off the cracked walls have you feeling surrounded by constant danger. Monsters dominate this world. Down here, you’re nothing but prey. Yet, despite the dreadful ambiance, there are pools of semen lining the cobble path you’re walking down, along with other signs of copious sexual activity. The dank aroma of cum wafts down each passageway in every direction, making it inescapable to your nose. Every so often, you can even hear the moans of someone else who’s become a victim to their own desires and cursed to become a libidinous whore for any powerful creatures they encounter. You hope to yourself that you do not meet that same fate.

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Orc = 1}You are a proud yet mundane male orc with a mediocre-sized cock and set of balls. Back home, your butch, busty wife, and a triad of athletic-bodied daughters are expecting you to return with your masculinity intact and reclaim your role as the man of the house. In recent years, your status has been waning, and your wife has drifted further from you than ever before. You get the impression that if someone more impressive were to come along, they could claim all of the women of your family at any time. {if

FB = 1}The prospect of someone else taking your family from you is unacceptable. Your wife should remain loyal no matter how tempting it would be to get dicked down by a bigger, stronger, more virile man and getting knocked up with yet another child. You can’t let that happen.{elseif

S=1}The image of your wife’s ass jiggling as it bounces along the much thicker, longer rod of another man makes your head spin from how fast the blood rushes down to your groin. That same dick stretching out the virginally tight pussies of each of your daughters is so distracting that you have to nudge your groin against your hand to get a little relief. You’re instantly rock-hard thinking about being a spectator to the betrayal of your wife and daughters to someone who deserves them much more than you do.{endif

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Elf = 1}You are a fragile and conceited elven male who pays special attention to his overly feminine appearance. Your nails are covered in a topcoat, your strawberry blonde hair shimmers from the meticulous work of oils and tinctures, and your bee-stung lips are glossy and silken from all of the care you put into them.

Your wife holds the reins in the relationship, but that is customary in elven culture. She treats you like a servant and, when she wants to, a sex ****. Your ass has been pounded more times than you can count, and your dick is permanently locked in a chastity device that prevents you from jerking off like most normal men. In fact, the only way you can cum is through anal stimulation, which your wife has kindly obliged for many years. She has also chosen to have three daughters by your siring who make fun of you for being such a spineless, weak, pathetic excuse for a man. You see them all as goddesses that walk the earth, and you do your best to appease their wishes.

However, she’s grown disinterested in you recently. To reclaim her attention and reassert your place as her subservient, sissy husband, you have decided to travel these depths and claim the treasure within. {if

FB = 1}Your spirit has kept you on the right path. You can’t stomach the thought of your wife finding someone new, someone better than you at being her bitch. There’s no one cuter, no one more worthy of having your domineering wife than you are, and you must show that to her. {elseif

S = 1}Every second that passes is more time that you secretly hope your wife and daughters are being taken care of by another more powerful man. Your clitty twitches in its cage when you fantasize about being in the room to watch your wife eagerly part her thick, pale thighs in contrast to the dark meat of a ravenous orc or a wild minotaur. Watching her stomach bulge and the expression of bliss as her eyes cross would make you instantly cum, you’re sure of it. Of course, what’s the claiming of a wife without three lusty daughters to go with it? They’d **** you for being a perverted father getting off on his daughters being thoroughly fucked and bred, but it would only rile you up even more.{endif

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Companion: Auria = 1} You have freed Auria from the sticky confines of the Drider's nest and saved her from being a victim of ovipositor impregnation. She bounces up and down excitedly, and her fat, heavy udders bounce with her. She's so much taller than you that her bust is directly at eye-level with you, and you can't help but get erect every time you notice her. She's well aware of your wife and daughters back home, but the way she teases you by constantly drawing attention to her big, fuckable mounds gives you the impression she doesn't care one way or the other.

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Elf = 1}Your locked-up dicklette aches to receive attention from this curvaceous goddess, but luckily, your wife has taken care of that urge by keeping you in chastity. She's made sure that any potential lays will take one look at you and instantly know you're nothing but a sorry excuse for a man who can only cum by ramming against your prostate. {elseif

Orc = 1}As much as your instincts are telling you to fight and fuck, you're far too aware that you don't have adequate equipment to please a woman. She's especially enticing, but if you present your adorably small girth to her, you know she'd laugh at you for having tried at all.{elseif

FB = 1}You can't stand to be humiliated even further than what this dungeon has already put you through. It's best not to try anything unless you want Auria to ridicule you for not having enough to satisfy her.{elseif

S = 1}You are secretly hoping that you'll encounter a monster with Auria that will bloat her full of cum while you shamefully watch and get off to it. There's no way you could fulfill her needs, so all you can do is become a voyeur for another creature to do it for you. {endif

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