Tunnel A

Royce leads your group down the rightmost tunnel, carefully peering into the dark gloom.

"Gods damn me for a light in this place," Royce hisses. Jared takes the cue and conjures a small, floating flame. The flickering light doesn't illuminate much, but its better than the pitch black without it.

A few more cautious steps down the tunnel and Royce holds up a hand, signaling to wait. You squint against the darkness, spotting a crouched, green-skinned goblin, eating something. Its facing away from you and Royce takes steady aim with his crossbow.

The bolt flies straight, throwing the beast to the ground as it hits. Snarls ring out from beyond the flame's light and five, naked goblin women come rushing at you, throwing globs of pink goo!

The liquid splatters against your shield as they crash into you, fangs gnashing and fists beating against your armor. You push it back, catching its shoulder with your sword and drawing purple blood from the wound. The goblin screams and jumps at you, its breasts pressing into your face as you fall down. Its claws scratch your cheeks until it is suddenly thrown off by Jared, who promptly magics the ground up to crush it.

He growls, looking over you, "Royce, what the hell are you doing?!"

You turn in shock to see your fellow mercenary pounding his dick into the goblin's ass, the creature shrieking in apparent orgasm. The pink goo is covering his face and you think you get a grasp on what happened.

"Lust potion," you grunt to Jared, pulling the goblin off Royce (ignoring his protests) and killing it mercilessly.

Royce snarls, "Hey, what'd you do that for?! What, you gonna take her place, or what?"

You aim your sword to Royce's neck as he steps forward, his wet dick bouncing, "Back off. Jared, fix this idiot."

Royce is immediately bathed in the golden light of Jared's spell, disintegrating the pink potion on his face. Your partner looks mortified but rallies, spitting on the dead goblin, "Bitch. That'll teach me to duck."

"You better," you growl, not pleased with how things are progressing. Continuing on, the rocky passage slowly becomes awash in a pink mist, and you groan unhappily as your cock hardens against your unyielding armor.