Return levels Part 3

The days had started to blur together. I couldn’t tell how much time had passed in here only that the tides kept coming, Nia’s endless climaxes crashing through me like waves, drenching me in heat and light. Sometimes I drifted, floating in the glowing white sea of her essence. Sometimes I thought I heard voices.

On the sixth day, the monotony broke.

The holophone panel blinked into existence, cutting through the haze. I startled upright, my body sticky and slick, heart lurching in panic. Nia’s flushed face filled the display. Her ears twitched, hair plastered to her temples, eyes glowing with crimson delight. Behind her, I could hear it the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh, the moans of some lucky partner.

“Evening, pet,” she purred, voice smooth and teasing. “Thought I’d check in. Ask you something important.”

Before I could even speak, the System prompt materialized right over her smirk:

[Absorption Prompt Warning to Nia]

You are currently holding [Alice Lilim Spawn] in full essence containment.

Do you wish to fully absorb this entity?

Y/N (Permanent Soul Conversion to Semen)

Nia’s grin widened as she gestured at the glowing box. “So. What do you think? Should I press accept right now? Convert you into jizz while I finish inside him?”

Her tone was casual, almost playful, but her hips rocked sharply offscreen, making the other person cry out. She barely flinched, eyes fixed on me, waiting.

My stomach knotted. Fear and shame tangled into one impossible knot in my chest. “N-Nia… please don’t…” I whispered, my voice breaking.

She pouted theatrically, her ears flicking. “Tch. Spoilsport.” A moan slid off her tongue as she bucked again, then she leaned closer to the screen, crimson gaze gleaming. “Relax, Alice. If I wanted to hit yes…” she trailed a finger across the glowing button, “…you wouldn’t even have the chance to beg.”

The window fizzled out, leaving me trembling, buried in her cum, my mind spinning.

(Was she joking? …Or was she warning me?)

Day 7

Nia’s flushed, beautiful face filled the screen. She was mid-thrust, sweat gleaming on her skin, ears twitching, lips parted in a predator’s grin. Behind her, Jen moaned loudly, pinned beneath Nia’s glowing length.

“Morning, pet,” Nia purred, her voice sultry even through the call. She angled the camera, letting me see the way Jen’s body bounced helplessly beneath her. “Thought you might like a front-row seat.”

My throat tightened. “N-Nia…”

The System prompt pulsed over the feed, bright and merciless:

[Absorption Prompt Warning to Nia]

You are currently holding [Alice Lilim Spawn] in full essence containment.

Do you wish to fully absorb this entity?

Y/N (Permanent Soul Conversion to Semen)

(Dice: Just imagine it you, liquefied and pumped straight into Jen’s womb. That’s one way to leave your mark.)

Nia’s hips slammed forward, a growl escaping her lips. Her crimson eyes cut to mine. “You feel that, Alice? I could make you part of this right now. Your soul melting into me, then spilling into her. You’d be inside Jen, filling her womb, dripping out of her for hours.”

I whimpered, heat crawling up my neck. “Don’t… please don’t ”

But Nia only smirked, her voice soft and coaxing now. “Why not, pet? Isn’t this what you’re built for? To give yourself over… completely? To be mine, in every sense?” Her thrusts grew sharper, Jen crying out as she took the brunt of Nia’s rutting. “Think about it. You’d never worry about being weak again. No hunger, no struggle. Just bliss. Just me.”

The prompt pulsed brighter, as if mocking me. My chest tightened. Horror and arousal twisted together until I couldn’t tell them apart.

Nia’s tone dropped lower, intimate, almost tender. “Say yes, Alice. Let me melt you inside me, Let me shoot you inside her cunt. You'd love it, trust me.”

I shook my head, trembling. “N-No. I… I can’t…”

Her grin widened, and she dismissed the prompt with a flick. “Not today then. But pet…” Her eyes softened with dark promise. “Every time I cum, you’ll wonder if it could’ve been your last chance to surrender. Sooner or later… you’ll beg me for it.”

The screen vanished, leaving me floating in silence. My body burned with shame and unspent desire, her words echoing in my skull. For the first time… I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to keep saying no.

Day 9

The now-familiar glow of the vault pressed around me, thick and humid, as another call notification cut through the haze. I braced myself before accepting Nia’s face flickered into view.

She looked… bored. Her crimson eyes half lidded, ears drooping lazily as she lounged back against the wall of some room. Her cock, glowing faintly red, was buried in someone’s mouth just out of frame. Sloppy, wet sounds carried faintly through the line.

“Hey, pet,” Nia said flatly, almost a sigh. She gave the camera a small, tired smirk. “You know what I’m gonna ask.”

The System prompt blinked instantly into my vision, as relentless as ever:

[Absorption Prompt Warning to Nia]

You are currently holding [Alice Lilim Spawn] in full essence containment.

Do you wish to fully absorb this entity?

Y/N (Permanent Soul Conversion to Semen)

(Dice: Same button, different day. Honestly? Even I’m getting bored of this dance. But someone’s finger will slip eventually~)

Nia’s voice was quiet now, almost… resigned. “Want me to end it? Convert you, right now? Slide you out of existence and into her throat with the rest of my cum?” She gave a small, tired laugh, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “I already know the answer, don’t I?”

I swallowed hard, shame rising in my chest. “…Nia, please ”

“Yeah,” she cut in softly, a little too quickly. “Same as always.”

For a moment, she looked away, her jaw tightening as the unseen girl on her cock gagged loudly. Nia’s hand flexed in the frame, stroking lazily, but her expression was distant. Almost sad.

“I’ll ask again tomorrow,” she muttered, almost to herself. Then she glanced back at me, smirk tugging at her lips again, **** but practiced. “Don’t go getting your hopes up, pet. You’re not going anywhere… not yet.”

The line cut, leaving me alone in the glow again. But the hollow sound of her voice lingered far louder than her usual teasing.

Day 11

The glow of the vault thickened, heavy as breath fog on glass. I felt the call notification vibrate through the viscous warmth, and when I answered, Nia’s face filled the holophone.

This time she wasn’t bored. She was electric. Her crimson eyes gleamed with a feral glint, her ears perked high, and her smirk curled with cruel promise. The camera angled low enough that I saw her stroking her glowing, ribbed cock with deliberate, hungry jerks, standing over a toilet like it was an altar.

“Pet,” she purred, voice low and sharp. “It’s time. No more dodging, no more teasing. You belong as my seed. That's your fate, your end. You’re going to accept it, and I’m going to flush you away, dripping down porcelain like the cum toy you are.”

The System prompt flared like fire in my vision, merciless as always

[Absorption Prompt Warning to Nia]

You are currently holding [Alice Lilim Spawn] in full essence containment.

Do you wish to fully absorb this entity?

Y/N (Permanent Soul Conversion to Semen)

(Dice: Ohhh, now it’s a toilet ending. Classy. And she means it this time, demonling. Better say your prayers or your goodbyes.)

My throat tightened. The thought of dissolving forever into a glowing torrent of Nia’s jizz, splattering into that toilet bowl… it made my stomach twist with horror. And yet my body, traitorous, throbbed with unbearable arousal at the dominance in her voice.

“I… I can’t,” I whispered, trembling. “Not yet. Please, Nia don’t.”

Her expression faltered for a second, a flicker of genuine disappointment before she rolled her eyes with a theatrical pout. “Tch. You’re stubborn, pet. But fine. Not this time.”

She angled the camera back to her cock, stroking herself furiously as her voice dropped to a growl. “Next time, though? Next time you’re not going to have a choice. You’ll be begging me to finish it.”

Nia bellowed, body shuddering, and I felt the world quake around me as her cock erupted.

The camera caught the glowing white-pink jets as they splattered into the toilet in obscene, endless waves. The water churned and frothed, faintly luminous with her demonic essence.

When the last dribbles leaked from her cock, Nia leaned back, flushed and grinning, her chest heaving. She glanced at me again, predatory.

“Get ready, pet,” she murmured, a razor edge in her voice. “Because next time? That’s you swirling in the bowl.”

The line cut. I was left adrift in the vault, heart hammering, skin buzzing, half-sick and half-**** with need.

Day 12

The glow of the vault was soft, almost comforting. I was half dozing when the holoPhone icon shimmered into life above me. I answered automatically, expecting Nia’s usual teasing dominance.

Instead, she looked almost… ordinary.

Her damp hair clung to her shoulders like she’d just showered, and she sat lazily on the edge of her bunk, sliding a condom down her glowing neon red cock. She wasn’t smirking like usual; she almost looked… relaxed.

“Morning, pet,” she said in a tone so casual it caught me off guard. “Just checking in. Thought you’d want to hear how the party’s doing.”

I blinked. “Oh? Yeah… tell me.”

“Mako’s getting sharper. He almost took down a Jawgrinder by himself yesterday. Nell’s notes are stacked so high they’ll probably collapse and kill him one day. Jen’s as bossy as ever, but she’s keeping the others in line. Everything’s steady.”

Her voice was warm, soft, almost… normal. For a moment, I forgot where I was. I forgot the glow, the sticky warmth around me, the constant ache in my body.

Nia chuckled, rolling the condom further down her impossible length with a little grunt of effort. “Still can’t get over how hard it is to find rubbers in my size. Had to haggle in three towns before I finally scored one. Felt like its own dungeon run.”

I snorted despite myself. “That sounds ridiculous.”

“It was,” she admitted with a shrug, her ears flicking. Then her eyes softened, almost affectionate. “But you know what? It was worth it. Just to make sure I’m… ready. For you.”

My chest clenched. For me. She made it sound so simple, so intimate. My heart thudded like it wanted to crawl out of my ribs.

Then she slipped it in so casually it almost passed me by:

“Oh, by the way,” she added as if she were still talking about the party, “would you like to be shot into this condom today?”

My breath hitched. For half a heartbeat, the words felt harmless, normal, like part of the same conversation about the guild, about us my lips parted I nearly said yes without thinking.

A flare of panic jolted through me. No. Not yet. Not like this. I pressed my hands between my thighs, grounding myself in the heat of my own body, forcing the lust-fog away. “N No!” I blurted, too loudly, cheeks burning.

Nia’s grin spread slow and predatory, her ears tilting with amusement. She’d seen how close I’d come. “Oh well,” she said with a playful sigh. “Maybe tomorrow, pet.”

The call cut, leaving me trembling in the glowing warmth of her vault, skin tingling where I’d clutched myself.

(Dice: So close. One slip of the tongue and you would’ve been a condom load. Better stay sharp, darling she’s patient, and she’s good.)

Day 13

The holoPhone flickered to life again above me. By now I’d learned to dread the shimmering panel; every time Nia called, it was a coin toss between teasing and temptation.

But this time, my stomach dropped.

The projection resolved into my bedroom back home. My sheets. My posters. My mother sitting on the bed smiling, even blushing faintly and Nia behind her, her glowing horse cock sliding between her thighs.

“Hi, pet,” Nia purred, voice dripping with dark promise. “Guess where I am?”

My voice cracked. “That’s- that’s my room. My- my mom ”

“Oh yes,” Nia crooned, rocking her hips slowly, deliberately. “She’s an absolutely wonderful lady. We’ve been getting to know each other very well. She’s so open-minded, Alice. She even agreed to help with… this little arrangement.”

My heart thudded like a hammer in my chest, lust and horror tangling until I couldn’t breathe.

“You know,” Nia went on, “we were talking, and I thought… Why not offer you something special? A homecoming. You could come back the way you left. Shot right back into your mother’s warm womb. Return to where you started.” She smiled, slow and serpentine. “Doesn’t that sound… poetic?”

My tail thrashed helplessly in the glowing vault. The constant arousal burned like a fever through my limbs.

All you have to do is say yes, Alice. One word. Yes.”

My lips parted before I could think. “Yes ”

Nia froze. Her expression softened, and the performance cracked. She slid out of my mother and gently set her aside, the illusion flickering as my mother dissolved into system static. Nia turned the panel toward herself, eyes serious.

“No,” she said softly but firmly. “No, Alice. I’m not going to convert my girlfriend into jizz.”

The word girlfriend hit me harder than the illusion had.

She sighed and leaned closer to the panel, “This has all been roleplay, pet. To make sure you got the most out of your time in there. I love you. I would never hurt you. I would never kill you or destroy your soul.”

My breath trembled. “You- you love me?”

Nia smiled faintly. “I do. But…” She tilted her head, eyes darkening with that familiar hunger. “You sound like you really want it now. It’s tempting. I’ll need to think on it.”

Her smirk returned, softer this time. “Call me back tomorrow, pet.”

The holoPhone winked out, leaving me shaking in the dim glow of the vault, torn between shame, relief, and a fresh, gnawing hunger.

Day 14

The holoPhone flickered to life, my breath catching as Nia’s face filled the projection. She was already pulling out her glowing, ribbed length, her eyes heavy lidded and unreadable. The familiar ache throbbed through me the second I saw her.

“Nia…” My voice came out shaky, needier than I wanted.

“Pet.” She purred the word, rolling it off her tongue. Her hand wrapped slow and deliberate around her cock, stroking as if the call itself was foreplay. “So. Today’s the day.”

My stomach flipped. (Two weeks. Gods. Two weeks of this teasing, of her asking, of me refusing… and now…)

“I wanted to be the one to call this time,” I admitted, heat crawling up my thighs. “I… I couldn’t wait.”

Nia chuckled, the sound low and rich. “Couldn’t wait to ask me to destroy you? Or couldn’t wait to hear me offer again?”

I squirmed in the liquid around me, mortified at how much my body ached just hearing her tease. “Both.”

Her strokes quickened slightly, precum glinting faint pink in the hololight. “We both know we want it. But we also both know…” She leaned closer, eyes softening. “…we love each other too much to just do it on purpose.”

My chest clenched. “Yeah.”

She angled her cock toward the glowing [ACCEPT / DECLINE] panel on her holo screen, its neon-pink glow reflecting off the slick ridges of her shaft. “So fate decides.”

The System chimed in, voice insufferably amused

[Fate Trial Final Day]

Nia’s next release will determine Alice’s fate.

If semen lands on ACCEPT: Alice’s soul converts into essence, bound forever as Nia’s seed.

If semen lands on DECLINE: Containment ends, Alice returns suppressed but alive.

(Dice: Ooooh, the tension! Lover’s roulette with cum as the bullet. Romantic, tragic, erotic it’s all three! I could write poetry about this.)

Nia’s breathing grew heavier, her strokes slick. “Pet… are you ready? When I let go, there’s no taking it back. You’ll either crawl out weak and starving… or you’ll never crawl out at all.”

I swallowed hard. My heart felt like it would burst. “I’m ready,” I whispered. “Whatever happens. I love you, Nia.”

Her crimson eyes widened slightly, her strokes faltering just a breath. Then she smiled predatory and soft all at once. “I love you too, Alice.”

[Critical Moment]

Release imminent. Fate will decide.

(Dice: Flip the coin, darlings. Life or spunk. Let’s see how this romance ends.)

The tension was unbearable, the moment stretching like eternity as her cock throbbed toward release. My whole body shook, torn between terror and arousal, as the panel glowed brighter in front of me