Delve 2, Part 1: Split the Party

Francis

“C’mon! First stop, pre-date dungeon delve!”

Tina is dragging basically everyone to Dungeons for Damsels. Indigo snuck out (again). Dinah tried, but Francis, even with the other voice screaming constantly in his brain, refuses to let her wallow in whatever sorrow has hit her since yesterday afternoon. She’s crying in his arms; he tries to give her a reassuring hug.

Daphne takes her place behind the counter. “Sooooo, who’s buying stuff before we begin?”

“<Quick questions, Beloved, we shouldn’t leave Dinah alone. Can you help me make sure she has someone watching her? Also, do you sell re-specs? I totally would have encouraged you to take feats instead of the ability score improvements, since it looks like it’s only a single +1 to the mods per ASI. Most of the feats give +1 to a modifier plus extra stuff.>” Francis asks in Aquan.

“Ooooh, Beloved, you want to buy me something? You don’t have to. I have money. Or will, when you buy stuff for my harem-sisters. Spoil them, not me. I insist.”

“I had some fun in that nightclub fight last night, old lady,” Josie leans over the counter, “Hook a girl up with something that’ll help her last more than a turn or two. Gotta catch up with you somehow.”

Francis types up his order for Josie and shows her. She looks a little confused, noting, “Trying to make me as degenerate as Tina, old lady?”

“Hey, that’s mean, Josie!”

“Doesn’t mean it’s not true. But I love your degeneracy.”

Rolling his eyes, he has Daphne translate for him. She mostly conveys his feelings, “Ignoring the smutty additions, it’s the best class for your brand of punching and biting things. My beloved has a plan.” Josie shivers as she feels the class transformation set in. She smiles, her eyes gleaming with a slightly manic energy that wasn’t apparent before.

“I’ll pay you back next week, Francis, but can you cover like 70 BP of it for me? I’ll pay the rest.”

Francis gives her a thumbs-up.

Scarlet steps up, to Francis’ surprise. She starts, “I made a decision. If my girlfriends are going to start playing adventurer, I should be there, if for no other reason than they need someone to keep them out of trouble. Especially since one of my girlfriends need some stuff from this dungeon.” Scarlet sits on that sentence longer than necessary. She then continues, “I went through the books and found something that suits me without, you know, needing to change my entire existence. I wanna go Monk.”

“<Monk? You sure?>” Daphne adds some commentary when she translates, “Are you sure you want to go Monk? They are one of the bad classes.”

“I’m sure, Daph. I do have a plan, Francis. Trust me.”

Francis worries, but he does need to trust her. He gives the nod and Daphne rings up the transformation. Scarlet shivers again. “Whoa, I know kung-fu.”

“<Show me.>” Daphne translates, then adds, “Oooh, Beloved, we should totally watch that movie sometime. Trinity from the cruise season loved it!” Scarlet gives the mermaid a confused look, but at least laughs at the reference, noting, “Not really. The class sheet says I got fantasy capoeira, essentially. Let me get used to the muscle memory. Maybe as part of our date tomorrow, if there’s time. I’ll pay for mine, Daphne. I was holding off on paying off the loan for a bit anyways.”

Josie: -30 BP

Francis: -70 BP

Scarlet: -100 BP

Daphne: +50 BP (Commission)

Daphne was scanning through feats as she worked, “Beloved, I’ll pay for a re-spec, assuming you are okay with me taking these feats.” Francis nods in approval at a glance. She pays for the re-spec, leaving everything but her ASIs the same and adds her feat selections.

Daphne: -40 BP

“Are we done with the boring shopping part? I want to actually be useful in the dungeon for once,” Tina moans.

Francis starts to suggest splitting into 2 groups in Aquan, but Daphne beats him to it. “Hey, If everyone is cool with it, I’ll take Dr. Hornblower, Scarlet, and Josie to Level 1 and make sure they don’t die. Tina, you good delving just with Francis and Skye?”

“But, I thought this would be a good harem bonding activity?”

“Ms. Tina, we barely survived Level 1 as Level 1 delvers. I hate to see what will happen to Ms. Josie and Ms. Scarlet if they come with us.”

Tina, ears drooping, makes a pouty face, “Fine.”

“<We’ll find a time for all of us to go together when everyone is strong enough, Tina,>” Francis offers (this time in Elvish).

“Ooooh, Francis. I have no idea what you said, but it sounded so pretty. I agree!”

Harem split into two groups, Francis gathers with Skye and Tina.

They enter the dungeon to see a plain white room with 3 doors. The leftmost door is labeled “Level 1” and has a clear score on it. The middle door is labeled “Level 2” and the rightmost “Level 3” with a skull on the door.

“<Skip straight to Level 3?>” Francis asks. Skye translates, then asks, “Why?”

“<There is an experience penalty when we over-level the monsters. Since we are all Level 3, it is pretty much guaranteed that, if we want XP that matches our effort, we’re only going to find it on “Level 3”>”

Skye translates again. Tina goes, “Oooooh. Is that why I only got 1 XP last night?” Francis nods. Tina opens the Level 3 door and barges her way in. Skye shrugs, says, “When we have a moment in private, I want to discuss some things with you, my lady future love.”, and follows her. Francis checks out Skye’s ass appreciatively while worrying about what she just said; he walks in after them.

The three enter into what looks like a large bunker. A portrait of an ugly fat bastard of a turkey with the most elaborate picklehaube of them all. The portrait is labeled “Kaiser Dick Gobbler”. <Gross>. Standing directly in front of the portrait is one of the bigger turkeys that was the boss on Level 1 (now using the body model of Sydney Sweeney). The big Sydney turkey is currently eating a can of worms while staring at the portrait. Whispering in Elvish and letting Skye translate, Francis quickly comes up with a plan. Skye draws her shortsword and starts to sneak up to the turkey. Francis and Tina both prep a spell. Skye strikes, Francis fires a Chromatic Orb and Tina follows up with a Card Blast. The Sydney turkey explodes. <Ok, then. Couple of levels made a big difference. Good.>

The party starts to semi-sneak. <Let’s see how much we can thin the herd before we have to fight for real.>

Scarlet

Ok. It’s not going to be like last time. I feel good about kicking a turkey now and we have a Level bajillion mermaid making sure we don’t get hurt. Easy peasy.

Scarlet is working up the nerve to enter the weird turkey bunker again.

“So, Scarlet, ready to brutalize some baddies?” Josie asks. She sounds... hungry.

“Two baddies guard the entrance. There was like 3 more that rushed when we made noise. So, sneaky backstabs?”

“Forget that nonsense. We’re tough. Let’s go bash some skulls.”

“Wait,” Daphne commands, “So you know, my first priority is to protect Dr. Hornblower. Even ignoring the fact that she’s a non-combatant, she’s not emotionally fit to fight.”

“Don’t bother protecting me. Just leave me to die.” The de-aged doctor interrupts, continuing to shed bitter tears. No idea what got to her since last night.

“Dinah, sweetie, we are not abandoning you. We love you, ‘k?”

“No you don’t. No one can.” Dinah hugs her knees as she crouches down.

There’s something very wrong with Dinah. There is no way someone turns that far that quickly, Scarlet sighs. A worry to keep in back of mind. Focusing back on the fish, Scarlet states, “Understood. Any advice before we begin?”

“One, watch your partner.”

Josie, having already grown bored apparently, has already started running towards the 2 turkeys. She lets out a howl and a blood-red aura forms around the gym girl. She slams her claws into the face of one of the turkeys and just shrugs off the pecking from the other.

“Yeah, berserkers have issues with self-control, especially in the beginning. She’s need help to control the rage inside her. Sorry. Bloodlust. The show changed it to bloodlust. And have fun.”

Scarlet dashes to catch up. Josie throws a skull-cracking hook at the other turkey. Josie sees the next pair of guards coming from the right. Scarlet dives into a forward flip to land a heel strike to the turkey that came from the left. It crumples to the floor, dead.

Josie gives Scarlet a very wicked smile as she notices the redhead reappear, “Took you long enough. Ready to party?” The gym girl shoves her tongue in Scarlet’s mouth.

Honestly, we are both one-shotting the birds this time. We got this. “Let’s do this.”

2 women throw two punches at 2 birds. Both birds fall. And one redhead starts to get groped.

Indigo

Mixing some cornstarch into Dinah Boobie milk really thickened it up. A pinch of salt for flavor. And warmed up for temperature. Perfect fake semen for tricking a mermaid. Now all I have to do it text Zoe and wait.

Indigo waits with her mug of “sperm” for Zoe to pop in. The glowyball mermaid arrives soon enough.

“Hi, Indi! I’m so excited! This is the first transformation I wrote that’ll actually get used! Are you ready!” Zoe proclaims. She is super excited.

“Sure. But, first, I snuck some of Francis’ spunk for you. You know, since I’m such a good friend.”

The mermaid drools and makes the “gimme” motion. Indigo happily hands off her mind-controlling trap. Zoe gulps the whole thing down then falls into the expected trance.

“Alright, Zoe. First things first. You are going to cum as messily as possible.”

Zoe’s tiny titties... deflate, leaking a brownish liquid. Despite still being under the milk’s influence, she starts to cry. Indigo laps up some of the liquid. Salty.

Indigo: +1 XP (Feeding on a Level 3 spellcasting monster)

Indigo: +1 max SP (Feeding on female spellcaster of higher level)

Zoe: -1 Level

That was barely worth it. Oh well, some XP is better than none.

“Ok Zoe. Good girl. You are going to hand me the mug then clean yourself up. I’m going to walk out and wait until I start hearing you wail once you’re yourself. You are going to forget that I was here. Francis attacked you. Understand?”

The crying mermaid nods her head, holding the mug out. Indigo pops the incriminating evidence into her inventory, then walks into her studio area. Soon enough, Zoe is absolutely wailing. Time to put on my acting face.

Indigo rushes into the gallery to see her victim. “Zoe, what happened! Your boobies!”

“The Master killed my babies! My babies...” Zoe clutches her completely flat chest and continues to sob.

“Wait. What?”

“The eggs in my egg sac were years away from being ready to be laid. Our gestation time is decades, even with regular testicle consumption. So, when he made me cum out my eggs...” Zoe continues to wail.

Wow. I feel kinda bad. Maybe Nogi will let me fix this after I’m the Mistress.

“It’ll be okay, Zoe. I’ll back you up. Anything else I can do?”

“The transformation? It’s in the shop.”

“Oh, yeah.” Indigo opens the shop on her phone and, after a little keyword searching, finds it. She’s giddy.

Tough on the Outside, Soft on the Inside – Indigo wants some endurance? Can she handle it? Indigo gains +1 to Endurance and an additional 1 HP per level. In exchange, her insides become more sensitive to penetrative sex acts (VStreemer).

Glad I got my milky Mommy to pay for this! Indigo spends the BP and suddenly feels much more energetic.

Indigo: -40 BP

“Can you come with me to talk with Big Sis Ariel? She needs to know.”

I can figure out who to hit next later. Gotta lay down my cover. Plus, I did promise to back her up. “Of course, Zoe. What are friends for?”

Tina

Most of the rest of the dungeon level has been no sweat. The minion Sweeney turkeys are just as dumb and drop just as easily as the old Beckie ones. Sure, Tina had to throw a fire bolt or two when the rare clump of 3 turkeys are in an area, but not all that different from the last time (other than Tina was actually contributing, which felt nice). Then, they get to what looks like a hallway in a royal palace randomly. 2 of the big Sweeney turkeys guard a swirly dark void at the end. Skye pops back and the three come up with a plan. Since it take all three of them to focus fire down one of the big turkeys, the Elvish speakers decide to split the damage. Skye goes to fight one and Francis the other. Tina is supposed to stand back and throw more damage at whichever turkey is more troublesome. Simple enough.

The hallway is long, but Skye got the zoomies. She rushes up and thrusts her blade into the turkey on the left. The strike looks like it really hurts, as the Sweeney turkey bowls over in pain. Francis starts that really scary dance action and moves as far forward as he can, flinging one of those tennis ball magic things at the other turkey, positioning himself between Tina and the enemies.

Unfortunately, the Elvish speakers didn’t consider that the turkeys may not stay engaged one-on-one. Both turkeys rush for Francis’ cock. Skye being in the way slows down one of them, especially once she thrusts her blade into the turkey’s wings. The other dives straight onto Francis’ semi-hard cock, halting his dance. The one injured by Skye pecks at Francis instead. Tina flings a Card Blast at the heavily injured Turkey with the stab wounds. That turkey is not quite felled, but watching the Sweeney boobies on it jiggle as it’s hit was kind of fun.

Skye goes in for the kill, but slipped on some turkey drool and missed the stab. The Sweeney turkey gives his a kick in the ribs, skidding the drow backwards. She seems a little irked.

Francis (or, rather, the evil hag voice inside Francis) screams, “Take this pathetic creature’s male bits away!” and he starts humping his turkey’s face. He struggles against himself and gives the giant blowjob turkey a solid slash across it’s back. He moans as it seems like the turkey responds with a more forceful blowjob. He needs help. I’m scared, but, maybe... Tina, resolved, fires off a Fire Bolt. The fiery bunny strikes true and the blowjob turkey lets go of Francis’ cock with a loud pop. It starts to chase after Tina. Run away! Francis at least delivers another big hit on the turkey as it runs towards the bonny bunny. Huh, guess he was right. Having the soul-eating birds chase me can be good.

Skye gets up and delivers a jumping thrust straight into the back of her turkey’s skull. That Sweeney turkey stumbles, not quite dead, and jumps onto Francis’ cock. He focuses and resists humping, striking into it’s back.

“Help me!!!!!!!” Tina screams, blindly firing Card Blast at the heavily injured turkey. Good thing I don’t have to aim. It doesn’t help her avoid the turkey rapidly outrunning her and delivering a mighty peck on her leg. Ouchie! That hurt! She hobbles further away.

Her heroine(s?) come to her rescue. Skye delivers another massive blow while dodging the counter-attack, her blade sticking out between the Sweeney breasts. Then, Francis lumbers up, dick still throbbing, and lops the turkey’s head off. He then collapses to the ground.

Skye translates his pretty sounding gibberish, “Our lady future love wants to take a short rest. The dark vortex is supposed to lead to the boss fight. He’d like to recover some SP and all of us could use a little HP recovery. You okay with that?”

Tina, of course, plops onto the ground, “Wait, Francis can recover SP? How is that fair?”

Francis responds, Skye translates, blushing pretty thoroughly, “You have a larger SP pool than she does and you always will, so long as you maintain the same level as her. She has a way to gain back some SP while resting, though it is a little gross.”

Tina gets the message as Francis starts to stroke his cock slowly. Well, at least it’s not nearly as intimidating looking as last week. Way smaller. Still too big, though. He struggles against his urges to thrust, to give in to a massive orgasm. Skye offers Tina an apple. “Here, eat.”

“How does HP recovery work during this rest, anyways?”

He explains in his nonsense, Skye translates, “Once a day, you can take a short rest and regain HP equivalent to your Endurance modifier.”

Boo! My modifier for Endurance is 0. I’m not getting anything from this. Tina’s ears droop.

Skye offers, “Once we get out of here, hopefully I have enough XP for 2 levels. Then, I’ll have some healing magics to help with that. Until then, be careful. And put your Mage Armor up. It’s supposed to last for 8 hours.”

Ooops.