Yes, but at a cost

“I’ve changed my mind, this sucks!” Blue’s complaint came out in a whine, and Tess couldn’t exactly disagree.

The slime girls were relentless. At first it had been almost nice—while she hadn’t exactly signed up for the encounter, the fingers which played along her lower lips did so with increasing skill as they swiftly figured out exactly what made her tick. Shortly after finding its way between her thighs—and demonstrating that while her tunic might be immune to their dissolving effect, her underwear was not—Tess found herself dancing on the edge of orgasm.

It had held her there for some time, milking her for her secretions, just as it was doing now, until all of a sudden—

-1 HP

A pulse of dark energy washed over Tess as it stole her climax.

Again.

She was up to six now, while Blue had been denied a mere three times by comparison. Tess’ increased sensitivity worked double-time against her, as she had two of the creatures while the harpy suffered at the hands of only one.

Only one of Tess’ slime girls could get to her sex, but the other hadn’t given up yet. Instead, it had gradually pushed the selkie’s tunic up her body until it was bunched up above her breasts, leaving her naked from the shoulders down. Sticky blue lips wrapped around one of her nipples to suckle and, while it didn’t succeed in causing her to produce any more liquid, it did add to her torment.

A brief vision flickered through the selkie’s mind as she thought back to the milk she’d obtained from the cowgirl some days past. It could have been worse. If I’d taken that and was still lactating... For a moment, she saw herself, a slime attached to each swollen breast and a third between her legs as they milked her for all eternity. The shudder which ran through her body in response failed to dislodge either slime, and she let out a whine of frustration.

“Why don’t you turn all big and pull yourself free? You can do that, right?” Blue’s voice was breathy as she spoke. The harpy’s bottoms had fallen off completely a few minutes back, while her top was hanging by a thread. Every once in a while the slime girl at her feet would reach a hand up to soak up some of the light sheen of sweat which glistened on the harpy’s perfect skin, and most of the times that it did it took a little more clothing with it.

“I—I don’t want to.” Tess did her best to sound confident in her statement, but couldn’t help but think that it was her turn to sound like a whining child.

“What? Why not?”

“It’s—it compromises my judgment.” A wave of shame washed over her. The last time she’d assumed her amplified form was when she’d wound up—assaulting her sister. The transformation’s new description hadn’t said anything about it, but the selkie clung to the thought that it might be at fault.

“What? How so—oh, fuck.” Blue’s question was interrupted by a wave of black energy as it stole her fourth orgasm, leaving her to scream out in frustration. “I hate these things!”

“I’m such an idiot!”

As Hazel explained the details of Tess and Blue’s plight, Kevin had re-buttoned his pants. Now that he was aware of it, he could feel the effects of the aura Lily had imposed on the nymph. He normally would have been mortified if someone had walked in on him with his pants around his ankles and a woman on her knees in front of him. As it was, he was irritated that he’d allowed himself to get distracted from the group’s current plight by a blowjob, but no more than he would have been by any other diversion.

Only when the nymph wrapped up did Kevin realize that House Rule meant he could get a peek at the rules of the encounter itself, and the moment he did, he’d slapped himself on the forehead in frustration.

Challenge: Pick a Path

Defeat this floor by reaching the exit via any of the three available paths.

Path of Sacrifice (Left): Reach orgasm at the hands of another at the center of the maze to be transported to the floor’s exit. Self-induced climax instead transports you to the beginning and inflicts -2d8 HP loss.

Path of Cooperation (Center): Actions each party member takes on any other party member have their results inflicted on the mimic clay golem. Defeat the golem to unlock the path.

Path of Conviction (Right): Reach the end of the path by any means necessary.

“The labels don’t match the paths.” Kevin all but screamed the words in frustration, but Hazel refused to shrink back.

“Doesn’t matter. Tell me what we need to do.” Hazel’s unflappable determination helped to calm the dungeon master, and he glanced over at the nymph. As he did so, the ever-helpful House Rule shed a little more light on their situation as it highlighted the rules by which the ropes which presently wrapped around the curvaceous woman’s torso operated.

Ropes of Dissonance: Quasi-Intelligent Magical equipment crafted by the Pixies of Obsidian. Bind and display in titillating ways! Automatically activates when wrapped around a suitable target.

That thought was enough to get Kevin to re-review the room in more detail, and after his eyes alighted on the nearby barrel he started to speak, “Okay. Hwa—hopefully Hwa and Elsie come back from the path they’re on soon. There’s no way to get the entire party through that path, because you have to be brought to orgasm by someone else. No matter what, there’s always going to be a last person left behind—that must be the sacrifice it’s talking about.” Hazel nodded as Kevin continued, “For Tess and Blue, it says you just have to power through it. There’s a barrel over there—”

Barrel of Endless Lube: Literal tons of slippery fun in a barrel! This slippery substance never runs out of fluid. Side effects may include good times, increased arousal, and an increased willingness to experiment with body parts that don’t produce their own lubrication.

“Take that, and use it to pave the way to the end. It should be enough to get the slimes to disengage. You might have to slip’n’slide your way to the end, but I don’t think anything will stop you.”

“Got it.” The nymph turned and regarded the barrel for a moment, before the vines which served to not-quite protect her modesty slipped from her body. Now clad only in a display of magical shibari-knotwork that served to accentuate her massive tits, the druid directed her controlled plants to lift the barrel off of the ground. It began to roll on a moving-lattice of green as she turned back to Kevin. “What about you?”

The dungeon master eyed the box of ropes. “I’m going to help out Penny and Stheno. I think I know what I need to do to get through.”

Blissful cool slippery liquid spilled across Blue’s body and a gasp escaped her perfectly plump lips. She’d lost track of how long she’d been trapped in the grasp of the sticky slime girl as one denied orgasm after another had all started to blur together. In hindsight, she realized that she’d heard the rustling of leaves, but her somewhat addled mind had attributed that to further motion or moaning on Tess’ part rather than the return of Hazel.

She felt the slick clear lube wash over her body like a gentle wave, and the slime girl slipped free almost without effort.

“You came back!” After her time spent in the slime’s embrace, Blue’s outfit was reduced to little more than scraps of cloth. Rather than attempt to cover herself with the shreds, she simply pulled the remains free and left them behind, leaving her athletic body naked and glistening in the lube which now coated her.

“I did. C’mon you two, let’s get going. This stuff will last forever, but I don’t know what rolling around in it is going to do to you. We’ve got to get to the end one way or another, and I’m worried about what’ll happen if we take too long.” Hazel’s vines had spread themselves out across the floor to give the party something steady to grasp, but as she regarded the now slippery stone tunnel, it quickly became obvious that there was no way they’d be able to walk to the end.

The nymph knelt down and began to crawl forward. She reached Tess without too much difficulty, but as she tried to help the white-haired selkie to her knees, Hazel tumbled and wound up sprawling into the other woman. The pair wound up rolling forward away from the slime girls which had been assaulting the selkie ranger in a tangle of lube-coated slime. It took a few moments to extract themselves from each other, which allowed the white-haired athlete to start to recover her own senses.

“So, what, we just slide on this stuff to get to the end?” Tess’ words came out in a quiet pant as she worked to catch her breath. At some point her silver outfit had shifted itself from its default tunic form into that of a silver micro-bikini that suggested at coverage rather than delivering it, and she tugged awkwardly at the metallic strings in an attempt to pull them into place.

“Yeah, think so. C’mon, this will be easier if we all hold hands. Or wrists, or whatever.” Hazel took a deep breath and stared ahead at the tunnel. Where the lube continued to roll slowly down the slope, the shapes of additional blue translucent slime girls began to rise from the floor, but their attention seemed largely focused on the apparently endless supply of fluid that had just been introduced into their ecosystem. “It doesn’t look like they’re going to do much to stop us, but there’s no guarantee that’ll stay true if we bump into them. C’mon, we’re going to get through this. All of us. Together.”

“Penny! I’m going to do something to you that you aren’t going to like.” Kevin screamed as he charged into the room. He’d found a small set of earplugs on the ground next to him that he was sure hadn’t been there before and immediately recognized Elsie’s handiwork in the useful items, but while they meant he was protected from the siren’s song, they also prevented him from hearing any reply she might have given.

That didn’t matter, though. While he hoped Penny would be on-board with the plan, Kevin didn’t have time to explain everything before he put his actions in motion. Stheno and Penny had the clay golem flanked, and now that he was beneath it the scale of the creature seemed absolutely massive. In most of the tabletop games Kevin had played, giants had been described as ‘only’ ten to twenty feet tall, and that had always seemed comparatively tiny to him. Even the biggest lightning-themed giants were only four times as tall as a person, and how big was that?

Staring up at an increasingly feminine creature that towered several full body lengths above him, Kevin got his answer: fucking massive. Thankfully, while the creature seemed to have sped up in the time since it began to move, it was still comparatively ponderous. Every time it reached out a hand towards Penny, Stheno darted in from behind with a hiss. The gorgon had assumed her comparatively petite human form thanks to the ‘blessing’ Lily’s magic and her act of worship had enacted, and the act had also empowered her to move with greater speed and surety than even her serpent form could manage. Each time she reached forward and slapped at the golem’s limbs it distracted the huge creature for long enough that Penny was able to escape its grasp, but it was obvious their game couldn’t go on forever.

“Fuck I hope this works.” Kevin’s words sounded muffled to his plugged ears. He drew in a breath, raised both hands, and flung the two ropes he’d picked up straight at Penny. The cords unraveled as they flew until they hit the blonde singer, at which point they whipped themselves tightly around her body in a flurry of motion.

Kevin had already watched a similar show when Hazel had accidentally bound herself, but was mildly irritated to realized that seeing the cords wrap around the siren’s lush figure as they captured her still caused a stirring in loins which should have already been sated. He did his best to ignore it and focus on Penny’s face, which had turned to face him with an expression of shock and betrayal that brought a wince to his face and did a reasonably effective job of killing the surge of arousal that had threatened to overtake him. Even with his earplugs in, it was easy to read the woman’s lips as she nearly tumbled over and asked, “Kevin? What the fuck?”

In response, he gestured up at the massive golem. While no ropes were visible, the huge creature’s limbs had hauled themselves in beneath its swelling bust in a mirror of Penny’s own, and its tree-trunk legs had pulled themselves against each other. The thing’s feet were rooted into the ground somehow, preventing it from falling, but a surge of adrenaline still flooded through the dungeon master as he watched it mirror the siren as she swayed and nearly fell over.

“Magic. Of the room. What we do to each other we do to it.” Kevin panted quietly and plucked the earplugs out to tuck them into his pocket. The words helped to mollify Penny, whose expression softened slightly, but didn’t prevent her from squirming against the ropes which now held her in place.

“So how do we get out?” Penny glanced between Kevin and Stheno, who was herself jogging over to join the pair.

“Ah, well. About that…”

“This is fun!”

As much as Tess hated to admit it, even to herself, she found herself agreeing with Blue’s words. Sure, it was probably some combination of her own transformations, Hazel’s aura of acceptance, and maybe some properties inherent in the lube, but the selkie was actually enjoying the way the three of them were able to pull themselves along the tunnel towards the end.

Their progress had been slow at first until Tess had finally given in and shifted to her larger form. Two meters tall and packed with tight athlete’s muscle, she’d then proceeded to use the leverage she was able to get from Hazel’s vines to send the other two sliding ahead of her down the tunnel, before launching after them herself. Once they got a good start, their momentum carried them past the slime girls before they could fully form, and the rest of their passage had felt more like a slide at a water park than a tunnel in a dungeon.

They had picked up speed as they went, but somehow the endless lube kept just ahead of them to offer an endless wave on which to ride. Any fears she might have had about their speed on arrival were set to rest when the tunnel abruptly switched from its gentle downhill slope to an equal uphill one, and they had coasted their way through a final doorway to arrive at a mostly empty square room. Roughly equal in dimensions to the one in which they’d first arrived, the only occupant had been Elsie, who was turned to watch through one of the two other doors.

On the other side of a metal portcullis Tess could see the massive center room of the path of cooperation. Showcased in the middle was a massive clay creature which now bore a striking resemblance to a nude, struggling Penny. The siren herself was visible to one side, her arms bound beneath her breasts and her ankles tied together with rope that left her teetering off-balance.

To help with that, Stheno stood to one side of the woman and helped hold her up, while in front of her, arms wrapped around the siren’s shoulders, was Kevin. His face was pressed to Penny’s, their lips locked together as they shared a passionate kiss—one which was distracting enough that it was only when the lube-coated selkie pulled herself to her feet that she realized that the dungeon master also had a hand up Penny’s skirts. “I—uh—what’s going on?”

Elsie’s hand had drifted beneath her own mini-skirt as she watched. The English girl’s arm jerked reflexively, but she couldn’t bring herself to pull it away completely as she responded, “He’s, um, attacking her weak point for massive damage.”

“I’ll say.” Hazel’s tone was as dry as the nymph wasn’t. The lube which coated her kept the nymph’s footing unsteady, but she and Blue had helped each other to their feet, and were now braced against each other as they watched the dungeon master fingering an increasingly unsteady Penny.

The massive clay creature’s mouth opened and an enormous tongue wiggled about against an invisible intruder as it mirrored the siren’s actions. Where it had started as an undifferentiated humanoid, as time went on it became more and more obvious that it had begun to mirror Penny not just in motion, but in appearance. Its once blocky legs were now topped by curvaceous thighs, and the breasts which jiggled each time Kevin’s fingers hit a sensitive spot were truly titanic in scale.

“He can attack my weak spot like that any time.” Tess instinctively glanced towards Elsie, only to realize with a shock that the words had emerged from her own mouth rather than anyone else’s. No one seemed to notice, though, wrapped up as they were in watching as Kevin edged Penny ever closer to orgasm.

It struck a moment later, and while the magic which soundproofed the massive chamber kept Penny’s cries from reaching their lips, the actions of the massive golem left no doubt about what was occurring. The creature’s back arched, thrusting its massive chest into the air as its lips parted in a wordless cry. With its arms bound by invisible ropes, it looked as though it was lifting its own chest in offering, face set in an expression of absolute bliss which froze in place forever a moment later as whatever **** was animating the creature left it.

The portcullis gate rolled into the ceiling a moment later as the door opened, and Stheno and Kevin dragged the still-bound Penny through the doorway. A moment later, Lily emerged from the door opposite the one Tess, Hazel, and Blue had come through, a red-faced Hwa stumbling along behind her.

“Congratulations, everyone! You’ve made it to the end of the first dungeon floor!” Lily’s voice was as polished as ever, but there was a cool undertone to it which had been absent from the host’s first appearance. Still, the party was far too exhausted by their trials to raise much objection, and when she asked, “Will you be continuing on to the second floor today, or taking a week of rest before moving on?” Kevin waved his hand to dismiss the notion.

“Rest. Please. Take us back.”

Lily beamed a smile which failed to reach her eyes and the party vanished. She then turned to address the invisible camera, “Well then, it’s time for our audience at home to finally rate the party’s performance over the first week! We’ll be giving everyone their second set of transformations when we return, so get ready for a set of votes, but first we need to determine how to reward everyone for their contributions. I’ll be collecting two separate votes—one for party contribution, one for popularity. The first will have more HP tied to it, but I’ll use the second as a gauge to tweak the severity of the girl’s second round of transformations.”

Party Contribution Poll

Popularity Poll

As the shimmering selections for the votes expanded out at the bottom of the screen, the hostess finished, “Those will stay open for a few days, and when they’re done, we’ll get back to the party to reveal the results and set up their next round of votes for their transformations. See you soon!”

With a sultry wink, the camera shut off and the screen went black.

Ten minutes earlier…

Hwa screamed wordlessly. The brownie’s knotwork was surprisingly good, her thighs stronger than the kumiho had expected as they clamped down around her head. “Shh—shut up and k—keep licking.”

Elsie’s uncertain tone was equal parts doubt and lip-biting arousal, but the order was enforced by the bargain they’d struck and the kumiho obediently returned her tongue to the brownie’s clean-shaven pussy as she continued to lick her towards her inexorable orgasm.

(Passive) When you are telling the truth, everyone who hears you will believe you. Hwa will be increasingly receptive to exchanges which involve one or the other party being physically bound, and will find such acts increasingly erotic.

(Active) Make an agreement with another individual binding. As long as both parties consent, neither party will be able to renege without the other’s agreement.

The little bitch had betrayed her. That, by itself, Hwa could actually respect, but it was clear the guilt of the act was eating at her and now she wouldn’t shut up. “Y—you never took this s—seriously. Always acting like you—” While Elsie’s words were a clear attempt to justify her own actions, it seemed as though they were also distracting her from her impending climax. This was not Hwa’s first time between the thighs of another woman—she enjoyed the company of either sex when she sought release, though this was far from the power dynamic she preferred—and the swelling of the brownie’s lower lips spoke to just how close to the edge she was riding. “—like you were going to just get out of here. Like you were better than the rest of us.”

Hwa felt her breasts spill out of her corset as Elsie tugged the front of the cloth down. For a moment a brief spike of hope began to dance through her head as she thought the other woman might spend some time and attention on her achingly stiff nipples—the Korean spirit was so close to release it would take little more than that to reach it—but the petite girl instead did the opposite. Rather than touching the light brown nubs, Elsie carefully arranged the cups of the corset such that they couldn’t provide even the faint stimulation of rubbing silk on skin as she instead put the witch’s tits on full, uncovered display.

“You’re not. You—you’re just as stuck here as the rest of us and—and the sooner you realize you’re going to wind up as Kevin—no, as Master’s bitch the better.” Only the bargain, which bound Hwa to obey the brownie until the woman completed her plan and escaped this path, kept back the scream which struggled to escape the back of her throat. You—you will pay for this!

Elsie squeezed her thighs around Hwa’s head, and for the next several seconds all the kumiho could do was lap at the other woman’s cunt as it was ground into her face. “I—I know you’ll—Lily won’t let you just stay here. Nothing I can—fuck—nothing I can do will get you out of this but maybe now—maybe now you’ll take this seriously. Realize that if you aren’t part of the party, you’re against us.”

The flood of feminine arousal which threatened to drown Hwa told her that the end was near, and yet the slender girl wouldn’t stop talking. “But not—mmm—before she changes you. Maybe when she’s—fuck!!—when she’s done, you’ll be good enough. Maybe you’ll just be willing to play. Either way—either way, after this, at least you’ll know that the rest of us aren’t willing to just—” Elsie’s legs began to tremble as her orgasm rolled over her, “—let you fuck everything up for us. Oh fuck, Kevin, I’m cumming!”

The slender girl’s legs had squeezed and fluttered for a moment as she cried out to a man who wasn’t even there to hear it. A heartbeat later, she vanished, and Hwa gasped in a breath.

“That bitch!” What followed were several minutes of struggling, followed by a horrifying realization: Hwa couldn’t reach the note Elsie had left behind. The instructions she’d promised were out of reach, as the knots which bound her ankles together and kept her hands behind her back prevented her from rising high enough to squirm her way up the table.

As if that wasn’t enough, a mocking voice soon filled the room. “My, my, you seem to be in a bit of a bind.” Lily sounded amused, having clearly oozed out one of the room’s many shadows to watch Hwa’s struggles. The kumiho craned her head to see the hostess as she walked around to the table and bent down to read the note, then chuckled richly. “Oh, Elsie—well done. I didn’t think you had it in you.” She turned a cruel smile on the half-naked woman on the floor and asked, “Would you like me to read it to you?”

Hwa’s red eyes burned as she glared up at Lily, but she wasn’t stupid enough to bite the only hand that stood a chance at releasing her from her bonds. “Yes.”

The words might have been ground out between gritted teeth, but from the delighted expression the winged hostess wore, it was exactly the response she’d hoped for. She reached down and lifted Elsie’s note in one hand, then glanced between the paper and the slowly writhing woman as she read, “’Dear Hwa, All you have to do to get out is get someone else to get you off. Good luck with that, you frigid bitch.’ My, my. Well now—I’m sure you’ve guessed that there’s no one else coming down this path at the moment, so what are we to do with you?”

The snarl that rose in Hwa’s throat escaped as a low hiss as the kumiho did her best to **** it back. “What do you want, Lilith?”

The woman smiled. “I told you. I’m going to make sure you succeed, whether you like it or not. I don’t know that I fully agree with Elsie, though—I think you have been taking things seriously, just maybe not approaching them in the right way. To that end, well… I’m going to make a little change to set you on the path.”

Hwa couldn’t suppress the shudder as she watched the hostess lean down. Feathered wings spread and eclipsed the dim light which filtered into the center of the labyrinth, until the last thing the kumiho saw as her vision faded were the perfect ruby lips of Lilith’s smile.