No

The Fat Man leans back in his seat and crosses his legs. “You got me.” He admits. “The gem is yours.”

“Yes! Yes! I did it!” Eris happily hops up and down, temporarily forgetting her state of undress and treating the audience to yet another show of her massive milkers youthful bouncing.

“Eris!” Adam harrumphs in the audience at the scandalous sight, though he can’t deny the twitching in his trousers.

Back in the Fat Man’s office, Eris is once again suited up in her adventurer’s gear as Jim hands her the Fire Gem. “Can I really have this?” She asks. “It’s really expensive isn’t it?”

“Yeah. A wager is a wager.” The Fat Man answers before taking a long drag from his cigar. “Besides, I have more than earned it back from the crowd’s gambling on our little show, and the sale of your used clothing.”

‘Scary! That’s a casino boss for you.’ Eris shudders as she stuffs the gem into her backpack.

Watching the plump ass of the hero jiggle out his door, the Fat Man sighs. “What a shame. Now, what shall we do about that troublemaking Baroness?”

Outside the casino, Eris reunites with her father and friends.

“Congrats Eris, I knew you could do it!” Marcus pats on the back, even as he remembers how lewd she was on stage. ‘Fuck, I wish that was me!’

“Atta girl!” Adam pulls her into a tight hug, resisting the urge to slide his hands down to cup her juicy asscheeks. “You did good.”

The last one to congratulate her is Celia, whose smug grin could rival the Cheshire Cat’s.

“Thanks Celia.” Eris mumbles in her ear. “I’ll find some way to repay you.”

If possible, the succubus’s smile grows even wider. “Oh, I think you know exactly how.” She smirks as Eris flushes.

“Alright, now that we’ve got the gem, we can head up Mount Malamute.” Ever the leader, Adam directs the group to begin the trek, as they prepare to face the first of the four demon generals- Balzac, the Frozen Monstrosity.