Crimson Dungeon (Part 5: Separation Impropriety)

Thanks to Cross C for the assist on this and the next few chapters!

The inside of the dungeon was tightly packed together. On the other side of the door we’d been, the room’s layout had been circular but cut by the wall of stone. Well, this is where the other half of the circle was, though all the layout kept the dark grey moss covered stone walls. It only added five paths for us to choose from, all very dark, almost pitch black door sized entrance holes, with small light sources in the distance of their corridors.

Other than the five ways to go, it was strangely silent. No massive pig monsters or unbeatable enemies at all. Which, compared to the men’s attempt, showed that maybe the difficulty really was lowered?

“Where are the enemies?”

“Where’s Soketto?”

“Where’s Kazuma?!”

All these questions and more would not be answered. The walls that had shifted into place before we entered suddenly shifted once more, heading right for us!

“Aqua! Watch out!” I yelled, grabbing her and diving to one side of the surging stone.

The quiet that had taken place beforehand was even quieter now. None of the Crimson Demons followed us in the dive, but I didn’t hear any screams either.

Some sort of separation tactic? Split the dungeon groups up so we didn’t all team up like the boys did? No Kazuma or Yunyun, we only had the leftmost path still available to us in this small space. Even the original door was cut off now…

“We may have been split up from Yunyun, but if we can defeat monsters then it’ll still count towards her point total…”

“Darkness, what’s an ero-dungeon?”

The Goddess hadn’t let me go after the near **** experience. I thought it was nice to cradle her so I didn’t mind, but as I turned around to see the path we had been thrust towards I noticed something absolutely incredible glowing above the entrance.

Such beautiful and fantastic words.

‘Ero-Dungeon: Path 1’

“Oh my God… oh my GOD!” My jaw flung open, squealing my happiness while dancing around with Aqua in my arms, “It’s… it’s an ero-dungeon! I read so many stories about these but never thought I’d actually find one! Oh Eris, thank you so much! I’m the luckiest girl in the world!” Tears briefly streamed down my face, the happiness overwhelming me.

Aqua was less excited.

“Don’t praise a lesser Goddess while you’re dating the best one.” She said with a huff, hopping off my arms to cross her own, “And you still haven’t explained what an ero-dungeon is, Darkness.”

“It’s short for erotic dungeon. Any traps we find won’t be for killing us, but instead constraining, or squishing, or groping, or any number of amazing ‘-ings’!”

My happiness wasn’t particularly infectious as she frowned at me, “B-but traps are traps, right? Shouldn’t we still be careful about, like, monsters and stuff? We still don’t know what happened to Kazuma!” said Aqua, trying to be the voice of reason over my thunderously ecstatic heartbeat, “Also none of those things sound that good… eh?! W-wait! Darkneeeesssss!!”

I couldn’t wait any longer. I’d taken her hand in mine and raced forwards down the first corridor in front of us. Me and my girlfriend, taking on the erotic dungeon together, who could ask for a better date?!

Ero-path 2 had four women taking the challenge, trapping Megumin with three of her classmates. Sansara, a part beastwoman Crimson Demon with long fox-like ears atop her head. Arue, the Crimson Demon writer, blessed with a full figure and a head for stories. And Kaikai, a slightly aloof Crimson Demon with a hair antenna and a penchant for sleeping in class.

Though they’d started this path as a team of three, it soon dropped down to two members.

“I’m sorry, but it appears this is the end for me. My descent into hell begins far more literally than I thought it would.”

The other two turned to see what the woman was talking about, only to find her body mostly sunken into a pool of quicksand that had emerged from nowhere.

“ARUE!” Sansara gasped, diving towards her sinking friend, clasping her arms over the woman’s head to keep her afloat. “We’ll save you! Kaikai, do something! Quick!”

“Hmm?” replied the tired Kaikai, “But she’s not even sinking anymore…”

The beastwoman blinked, then noticed that the sleepy girl was right. Arue’s descent into hell had been blocked by the fact the hole wasn’t very big, yet the woman’s chest very much was. Basically hooking her to reality because her fat tits had saved her.

Her imminent **** was just yet another one of Arue’s exaggerations. Though somehow, this angered Megumin even more.

“Perhaps you could dig me out, Sansara?”

“I’m not THAT kind of beastwoman!” She shot back at the girl in the floor, “Besides, your hole is still surrounded by stone. Maybe we could blast it away with magic?”

“Ohh! I’ll do it!” Megumin smirked, hoping to blast away some of that fatty tissue.

As usual, the writer kept her stoic yet warm smile, “There is no need for that. I would rather forfeit than face one of Megumin’s explosions.”

Kaikai tilted her head, “Is it cold down there?”

“No… but it isn’t very tepid down here either. In fact the placid nature of my banal capture is rather intriguingly plain.” The writer was using words that both the lazy and animalistic women of the world found trouble understanding. “This trap may have cut off my senses below my waist, perhaps as an easier way to subdue me?”

“Maybe… but what should we do about you then?”

“Leave me. This is not a team sport at the end of the day, and I fail to see any way of escape other than the game ending.” Arue shrugged as well as she could from the floor, “I should be able to crawl myself free once the **** numbing my legs have worn off. And, in the end, my desire to enter the dungeon stemmed only from an urge to make the story of this event more interesting. I have no real desire for leadership.”

“Fine. If you give up, then that’s more opportunities for us to succeed! Let’s go, New Team!”

Though the other two hesitated, quickly leaving a snack and some water for their fallen friend, they also then quickly hurried to the marching Megumin. Disappearing into the distance as Arue was left to be in the ground.

“Perhaps I should have brought a quill. This event is wholly tedious until my senses return to me.”

Little did she know though the tumultuous events that were happening beneath the surface.

Yunyun Part 1 *******************************************

“Ehh? D-did I get separated from everyone?!” The eternal loner dismayed, scratching at the walls between her and her friends with fear. “W-why is it always me who gets left alone!?”

“What are you talking about, I am here.”

Her head slowly turned back around to the voice of, perhaps, the one member of the group she dreaded being around the most.

After all, dread followed the Demon King’s daughter around like an annoying rival.

“Seems we have been split apart, but the goal of this venture is to get you to win anyway, correct?” Musume surmised, already mostly ignoring her crimson accomplice to survey their surroundings. “This is a good chance for me to show your village that I could easily destroy them at any task. Come, Yappers! We will eradicate this dungeon with ease!”

For once, Yunyun would have preferred being alone.

“This is so weird,” Said Nerimaki. Slowly stepping through the long hallway, “What is Saikomiko playing at, stealing that one guy and calling this a ‘harem protagonist’ dungeon?”

“Hey! Kazuma seems cool!” Dodonko defended.

With a roll of her eyes, the daughter of the bar owner looked unimpressed, “Right. I’d forgotten you and Funifura joined his fanclub. How does your brother feel about that?”

“Don’t bring that up! And we’re in his penis’ fanclub, not his!” Funifura hissed, taking a beat before adding, “I know that isn’t better! Shut up!”

“Like, guys~ it’s still a dungeon~ we should, like, take it seriously, ya know~” said Sakiberry, the Crimson Demon’s top aspirational stylist. A lady who loved to be at the top of fashion, with pink highlights in her twintailed hair, and a pink shirt tied up just under her bust. Kazuma would call her a ‘gyaru’ if he was here, and be impressed that she was the one trying to keep them all focused.

“Hey… what is that thing?”

They’d reached a small room, circular in nature but without any distinguishing features. It matched the same grey dungeon brick they’d seen up to this point, but now with a single door, barred with prison metal, on the other side. Above the door it was written ‘defeat the enemies without magic to proceed’.

“Enemies?” Asked Dodonko, looking around the room, “What enemies?”

Nerimaki frowned, biting her nail in concern, “I’m more worried about not using magic…”

“Gah! Like, gross~!”

All eyes soared to Sakiberry, who had been leaning up against the nearby wall, and the gelatinous substance that was leaking out from the cracks in the stone. Covering over her body, spreading out over her clothes like it was butter covering toast.

“A slime!”

“Why were you touching the wall?! It’s a dungeon, you twit!”

“How the hell do we defeat that without using magic?!”

Before anyone could answer that, two new things happened. 1) Three more slimes began leaking out in other corners of the room, puddling out onto the floor. And 2) the slime that was covering Sakiberry started sizzling.

“Noo! It’s, like, melting my clothes~!” The stylish girl whined, caring little for her health compared to her duds. Indeed, the slime’s acid was only making her skin tingle, but quickly stripped away the top layer of her black clothing with little remorse. Her cleavage fell into view as more holes grew in the stylish apparel. “Someone, like, save me~!”

Dodonko and Funifura both kept their guards up for the approaching slimes as Nerimaki raced to peel her away. “Gah! It’s getting on me now!” She hissed, feeling the sting of the slime attacking her body as she peeled her classmate from the goo.

“It’s fine~! Just, like, save me~! Your clothes were so last season anyway~!”

“RUDE!”

SLUURRPP!

With an unholy noise, the stylist was ripped from the slime. Though the danger was far from over.

“Get off me!” Nerimaki groaned, feeling the substance that was stuck to Sakiberry continuing to erode her clothes.

“I, like, can’t~!”

Both their chests had basically become freed from their confines, but it seemed the slime had a completely different reaction to skin than it did have clothes. Now, Nerimaki and Sakiberry were stuck together, bare breasts rubbing while the slime poured out from the wall to disintegrate the last of their clothing.

“Gahh! You two! Defeat the slimes already!”

“Fucking, how?!” Dodonko sassed back, currently shoeless after attempting to kick at the pile.

Funifura couldn’t even begin to understand how they were going to get out of there. More and more slime was pooling into the room, lapping at the edges of their feet with no end in sight. “Physical attacks wouldn’t work either! I don’t get-!”

Boing.

“...uhh… wahhh?” was the noise that exited Funifura’s mouth. It was too confused to make any other noise after seeing a slime cock erupt from the top of one of the amorphous blobs. It was a thick, sinuous tentacle of a dick writhing and flexing in a way that wasn't generally possible for a human appendage.

“What the fuck…?” asked her friend from behind, but not to the same gelatinous pole as another slime sprouted 'wood' in this tiny room.

One that made both girls a little excited.

“...Hey, Funi… doesn’t it look like the same shape as that dildo we-?”

"GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!"

Dodonko was shocked at the sounds, spinning around to find her friend deep throating the slime without a second thought, her hands floating in the air above the monster’s main mass, “Funi?!”

“What?! We need to defeat them SOMEHOW!” The other woman hissed after briefly taking her mouth off the slime. The bizarre scenario only escalated as more slimes with extended stretching cocks began morphing towards Funifura, “See?! This is the only way!” She insisted with no evidence before taking the cocks in hand and returning to her glucks.

“What’s happening?! I can’t see anything!” yelled Nerimaki from the floor, “...why is there something poking at my crotch?”

“Like, don’t look at me~!”

“Where else am I supposed to look?!”

Dodonko didn’t really offer much explanation either, “Uhm, good luck Neri!”

“What?! Why?! Are you running away?! GAHH! Get off me already, Sakiberry!”

The stylist would have rebuked, but she was finally understanding the assignment of the room. The more the other two sucked the slimes off, the less that was being poured into the cracks. Blowjobs were probably the key to victory!

And one translucent blue cock was squirming and undulating into her face’s space as a slime oozed closer.

Sakiberry might not have been a saint, and she was not innocent in some of the things she liked, but sucking slime dick was not something she had planned for today.

Yet, somehow, with Dodonko and Funifura both loudly slurping their new best friends, Sakiberry couldn't help but find the excitement for this task growing.

“Like, come here~” She reached out to grab hold of it and help… but unfortunately it wasn’t as solid a cock as she’d like. Instead, the sizeable appendage tore free of its base as she brought the fat bellend to her lipsticked mouth. The severed end's frayed edges were already liquefying and bulging out into a distinctive mushroom shape as it swung down to splash across Nerimaki's mouth.

Eyes wide, lips trapped, the barmaid just yelled into the stylist’s mouth, “MMM!” with not much Sakiberry could say to rebuke.

Though they both quickly noticed the cock wasn’t as destroyed as first thought.

Their lips may be mostly stuck together, but the cock managed to form just between them to begin moving back and forth between the soft pillows. The girth literally looked like it was growing on either side of their faces, looking like it was spearing through them rather than getting a pleasant bj. A thin line of red lipstick formed up one side of the clear blue liquid only briefly before getting absorbed by the slime, while the two that were blowing it could only jiggle against each other’s completely naked bodies.

SLRPPP! SLRPPP! SLRPPP! Dringg~g~g!

With every pump of the slime cock, both chuunibyou girls were convinced they had discovered a new secret power that would make them so powerful they'd never be ignored again.

Nearby Funifura had leapt into her task first, and it showed. She had slime down her throat, slime in both her hands, and even one cramming a tentacle up her cleavage from a recently carved hole. Thankfully it seemed the creature could only make you stick to others, not yourself, which meant Funifura wasn’t going to have to live with a forever closed mouth and hands. It also meant the girl could fully enjoy these acidic cocks with gusto.

They mostly just tasted like a mix of orange and lemon, the tang of it stung her tongue only lightly, and hardly noticeable with the thrust against her throat. Though they tasted like juice, they almost acted more like popsicles. Juices sticking against her throat, but with a core rigidness that still spread her mouth wide. It actually felt like the slime was treating her mouth like a fuck hole, increasing and decreasing its speed based on its own whims, and making Funi feel quite used and aroused, even as she struggled to ‘jerk off’ the slimes with her hands.

Dodonko had gone a different route. Instead of squatting before the gelatinous mass, she’d just accepted fate and gotten on all fours immediately. It didn’t stop the slimes from trying to cram two cocks in her mouth from this angle, but it did mean that the acid had melted her pants and panties almost immediately to begin spreading both her pussy and asshole with its tentacles.

The sex was sloppy, messy, and maddeningly hot. The same tangy tingles that were forcing her mouth wide open also began stinging her insides with each inch of slimy penetration. Slopping against her inner walls, spreading Dodonko while making enough lube to easily enter and exit her. There was little she could do but experience the strange pulsing hotness, tentacles pumping back and forth inside her, making the wizard ball her fingers and toes while the pleasure built steadily upward inside her body, even as the slime began shifting atop her like a huge lumbering lover.

Sakiberry and Nerimaki were in similar throws of passion. Their clothes were completely gone now, leaving two moaning girls completely stuck together. Nerimaki wouldn’t have minded having her friend’s tits stuck against hers as much if they weren’t two cup sizes bigger, how the fates made their nipples rub was truly ironic ****.

The cocks were penetrating them now too, seeing as there was little they could do to stop it anyway. However, Sakiberry had discovered something on her own, namely that she could increase her pleasure by jumping her hips up and down to ride the cock even deeper inside her. What she didn’t realise is that her movements were also driving the slime, which had morphed into a double ended dildo, deeper into Nerimaki too, practically fucking her trapped companion with each errant booty bounce. Not that Nerimaki could say anything anyway, as their glued lips still continued to get fucked by the slimy cock.

“MM!” Funifura suddenly exclaimed, “MNMG?!” Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, the shuddering of her body concerning the others in the room, but only because they didn’t know what was happening.

The slime was cumming in Funifura’s stomach.

Thick semen blasted from the end of the fake cock, rocketing the slime backwards while covering the insides of her mouth with an endless stream of semen. The tentacle spread seed around over her tongue before retreating all the way out and smearing jism over the Crimson Demon’s features. Like a leaking balloon it wiggled seemingly randomly, just coating whatever it could with cum, but also definitely making the huge mass of slime in front of Funifura shrink as well.

“I… it worked!” She panted after swallowing as much semen as she could, “M-make em cum, girls! Oh god, this stuff tastes so good…” Funi mumbled while moving the cock between her tits up to her mouth.

Luckily the slime didn’t keep her waiting long for more. Soon enough, after a combined effort from all four ladies finding out their tasks were working, all the slime tentacles began spreading semen at an almost alarming rate.

Dodonko felt like she was briefly drowning in cum when all four cocks filled her at once. Having her insides get attacked from both ends, the two in her mouth specifically staying in her longer than others as they struggled to get out of the tight space while her throat was caked in it. Only when semen began dribbling from her nose was when her tentacles also blasted out around the room.

The semen also had the bonus ability to melt the slime that stuck Nerimaki and Sakiberry together. Their faces practically shot apart when the jizz freed their lips, giving them both a facial that felt so good for two reasons. “Ahh! Fuck~! Cover our bodies!” Neri barked, trying to grab as much semen from the ground as she could to free her from the stylist.

Said stylist was a little more concerned with getting herself off, as she was so close to that quivering climax that her loins were begging for, so Sakiberry was just slamming her hips into Nerimaki as hard as she could. The girl with a pink line in her hair was rewarded heavily by a huge load getting blasted deep into both of their pussies. The rush of boiling slop rushing past her cervix was more than enough to make her orgasm rip through her body in pure carnal lust.

More semen, more orgasms, and more free space in the room as the slimes quickly melted away. Leaving only a small ocean worth of cum to fill up the space and slosh around their feet. Though it began to seep out of the room fairly quickly once the challenge doors opened upon their victory.

What remained was a quartet of sticky girls, completely naked with semen on their faces, on their hands and knees panting into pools of gooey jizz.

“Ugh…” Nerimaki moaned, “D-did we do it?”

“I think so… no more slime, from what I can see…”

“Like, wow~. That was pretty, like, hot~” Sakiberry giggled, taking a finger to scoop up some of the smear that plastered her cheeks. “I wish it didn’t, like, destroy my clothes though~”

Funifura got up, dusting off what was left of her shredded school attire, “Something tells me we’ll all be losing our clothes soon enough. God, I hope that magic that lets the guys watch from outside breaks… or at least blurs this whole dungeon out.”

“What’s wrong? Worried your brother is gonna see some things?”

“Shut up.”

While the other two teased, Nerimaki still hadn’t gotten off of the sticky floor, “Oi, Sakiberry. Get off my crotch already.”

“Hm~? I’m, like, not… Like, AIP~!”

The stylist pointed at the other girl’s crotch, where a slime still remained. The one that Sakiberry had used to cum had never left Nerimaki’s pussy, and was currently still wiggling its way inside the woman.

“Get it out!” She panicked, trying to grab at it… only to feel her hands slip off of it as it abruptly slurped itself back inside her with a gooey PLLLORRPP.

"Ew, it's like it's… burrowing in?" Nerimaki 's lady bits felt like a Muddle spell had been cast on them. A horrifying, yet strangely titillating, sensation spread through her core. Her insides were going haywire, a chaotic orchestra of involuntary spasms and unfamiliar pleasure.

Getting up onto her knees, she frantically wiggled her hips in either an attempt to shake it loose or relieve the sudden building pressure.

"Ugh, gross! Guys, this isn't funny anymore!" Tears welled in her eyes as her body betrayed her. A heat unlike anything she'd ever experienced ignited her core, sending shivers down her spine. Her breath hitched as her clitoris, in a hilariously dramatic fashion, seemed to announce its grand entrance. It emerged from its hiding place like a startled pop-up toy, throbbing and growing with each passing second.

"Oh come on! What is that!?" She stared with wide eyes as her clitoris thickened in waves, looking like a balloon being pumped up as it swelled in girth and length, veins rippling across its service as the tip flared into a distinctive helmet shape. It went from tiny and concealed entirely within her hood to enormous and protruding obscenely from her pelvis a startling distance in seconds.

Nerimaki's moaned as her insides underwent a bizarre transformation. Her womb, once a haven for potential babies, was now a factory churning out… testicles?

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUUCK?!" she bellowed as her vagina exploded outwards, both her new balls shooting out with the tension of a tight spring being uncoiled. Already swollen past the circumference of grapefruits and annihilating her feminine opening as they passed, they dangled down to slap her thighs in an immense hairless sac.

Utterly disturbed as the sudden transformation finished, Nerimaki just stared in open disbelief and open disgust at the preposterous flesh hanging between her legs. She was horrified and having trouble wrapping her mind around what happened, but there was also a subtle growing realization in the back of her head.

The throbbing weight in her crotch, the burgeoning bulge beneath her, it felt... powerful. Maybe even a little bit... cool? Is this her hidden demon power finally manifesting? A monstrous weapon unlike anything her village has ever seen?

No, that was just insane and absurd... Right?

All eyes were on her crotch as the slime somehow flowed out of her skin to melt away to the ground… leaving a single humongous cock and balls in its place. Nerimaki stood up, feeling a new aching heft to her hips that had never been there before.

“New Cock Debuff Activated.” Said a robotic voice from above.

The words hung silently in the air, echoing against the racing thoughts of those staring at the new phallus.

Only to be interrupted by one of their own.

“Wait! I recognise that cock!”

In the final group of three, we had Poritan, Makaromi, and Putano. The Crimson Demon’s future florist, future librarian, and current baker, respectively. Two eighteen year olds that went to school with Megumin and Yunyun, while the latter was in her thirties and just wanted a career change. One of the few older women that made it into the dungeon, though her shorter body made Putano look like the youngest of the three.

They were also the unfortunate group that had followed Soketto’s footsteps.

“M-Miss Soketto!” Yelped Makaromi as soon as she saw the fortune teller, “W-what are you doing?!”

They’d happened upon her quite quickly, loitering in the group’s first ‘challenge room’. The instruction above the door simply read ‘Fill The Jug’ with said green device sitting peacefully on a plinth in the middle of the room. Soketto wasn’t engaging with the jug, she was busy sucking off one of the many cocks coming from glory holes around the room.

“Mm… mmmmmmplah! Hehehe, you like that, don’t you, Kazuma?” She purred, not even acknowledging the three that entered to focus solely on her sloppy blowjob.

It was a strange sight to say the least, Portian asked first, “Did she just say ‘Kazuma’?”

The middle aged baker titled her head, “That’s the boy that has a fanclub, right? I can kinda see why with balls that big…”

“They’re not ALL Kazuma! …I think…? They are all rather similar looking…” Replied Poritan.

Makaromi kept her focus on the woman who had succumbed, slowly approaching her kneeling form, “Um, Miss Soketto? Are you okay?”

“Yes dear, I am where I need to be.” She said between slurps, taking the cock out briefly from her throat to simply just lick along the frenulum, “As we all are.”

“D-did you see it in a vision?”

Her grin stayed strong while worshipping the cock so intently, “I saw this in many visions, Makaromi. I saw myself struggle and fall, struggle and fall, struggle and fall, over and over. The thing about seeing so many futures is you learn the path of least resistance… but you also learn how to have the most fun.” Soketto’s voice was a low purr, like she was still trying to seduce the cock in front of her, “I couldn’t experience the futures of Kazuma’s cock so many times without wanting to try it for myself! If you’re all smart, you’ll give in now. It’ll be much more rewarding~”

The three turned to each other, concern blistering all of their faces, but it was the baker that ended up breaking first.

“Yeah, alright.” She said with a shrug, walking over to her own disembodied cock to kneel in front of.

“M-Mrs. Putano?!” Makaromi gawped.

“I haven’t sucked balls this big in ten years!” She said in a very weird defence, “We need to fill the jug to continue anyway… and if you’ve been around as long as I have, you know to always follow the Crimson Demon’s greatest fortune teller’s advice! If Soketto says to suck some cock, imma suck some cock, mmk?”

The baker quickly went to work on pumping her hand up and down the unending erection, as her mouth moaned lewdly against the titanic orbs underneath. Kisses that pressed deeply against the skin, then followed by licks, it was clear where her fetishes lied.

Then there were two. Makaromi and Poritan both unsure of if they should just give in or perhaps find a work around to this puzzle.

“S-should we try to fill it up with water, somehow?” the librarian suggested. Face red as the sounds of slurping seemed to overpower her voice.

“I didn’t see any water sources… though there was some moss, so moisture m-must be around…” replied the florist, who was staring much more openly at the acts than Makaromi was permitting herself to do.

Soketto hummed against her Kazuma toy as it ejaculated all over her face. Barely caring about the challenge at all, simply basking in the glorious white substance that painted her in thick paste, “Hmm, such a big load! I’m so glad the present me finally caught up to you, Kazuma.” She purred while standing up, still licking up most of the contents but at least contributing a little donated semen to the jug in the center as well, “If you girls are really struggling, then I suggest taking three steps backwards.”

The two blinked, then followed her instructions.

Click!

A single yellow ring on the end of a string fell down in front of the pair, bouncing around momentarily before spinning in place.

“W-what is it?”

“Hypnosis coin trap, they’re pretty common in this dungeon.” Explained Soketto. The two felt a tiny bit of panic rise up, but it was quelled instantly when the ring began swinging back and forth in front of them.

Suddenly panic felt meaningless.

All emotions began sifting away the more they watched the ring swing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.

“Don’t worry, it’ll just make you have more fun collecting Kazuma’s cum. He’s a nice master, deep down.” Were not words they heard from Soketto. Both girls were too focused on the coin, and the humming demands that were calling to them now.

A growling hunger from both ladies, as the ring fell away and the sight of so many eager cocks filled their vision instead.

They had to fill the jug.

“What?! Where the hell am I now?!” Yelled Kazuma, looking around the strange new area with anger, “Gah! Could I stop being kidnapped for five minutes?! Why’s my popular phase so fucking demanding?!”

Trying to piece where he was by the surroundings didn’t help, it seemed to be another part of the dungeon? He turned around in this strange place to find a woman pointing at him with a big smile and a dramatic pose. Yet, also, saying nothing.

And then she continued to say nothing. For an awkward amount of time.

“Uhh… hello? Are you the one who kidnapped me?”

She gave him an astonished yet angry look, like she was mad he wasn’t listening to her silence properly. Then realised it. “...ah! I didn’t say any of that out loud!”

“No. You didn’t.”

The woman scratched the back of her head with embarrassment, “Haha! Darn, silly me! And I don’t really wanna say it all again… so…?”

She trailed off and the silence once more turned awkward and expecting.

“...so, what? I don’t even know who you are, crazy lady!”

The science looking woman sighed, “Fine. Bullet point caveman recap: Me Saikomiko. Me meet Darkness. Darkness want new dungeon for Yunyun to win. I change dungeon, erotic traps, but mind wandered to payment while making traps. You.”

He was almost annoyed he’d kept up with the caveman speech so well, “Me? I’m payme- I mean, I’m the payment?”

“Yeah! Darkness said you’d be a really good fuck, so promised you as a reward when you won, but I couldn’t wait!” She beamed, quickly lifting her heavy jumper over her head and throwing it to the ground. “I want sex! I have no idea how to get it cause I’m a shut in, but maybe me getting naked is helping?”

Her body was thick, and the surprise nakedness was doing a lot for Kazuma. Part of him knew he should really get out of here and help the gang win the dungeon… but this lady did help them out… and erotic traps were a recipe for a tentacle going up places he didn’t want… “Yeah, fuck it.”