Surviving steamy Santa, six sexy sluts swimmingly suffer submerged stage seven. Subsequent: Sally Science

“Well, isn’t that quaint? Engin, like the submissive bitch in heath she is, begs that I once again ridicule and humiliate the masochistic slut!”

“You seem awfully excited at the prospect, Gina.”

“I’m not, Marcie. Engin just needs to learn her proper place as my foot ****.”

“I never knew you had a thing for feet.”

“I don’t. But it’s more important that engin doesn’t either.”

“Right. Well, in essence this means we are back to Tower of Voices, our last foray in here was…”

“TWO FUCKING YEARS AGO?”

“Apparently so, time sure flies, huh?”

“You know who else I wish could fly?”

“Yulia, so she could fly to the top of this tower?”

“No, engin, so I could squash her like the bug she is.”

“Do you still remember what happened last time, Gina?”

“Obviously.”

“Normally, this would be the part were we respond to the answer chapter, but there seems very little to answer here. They mostly just clarify and explain things.”

“What is it with bitches not understanding the point of an answer chapter? It’s not that hard! The one the last fucker put out today was trash too!”

“Is it that surprising? My reasoning and criticism is above all reproach. Your deduction leave a lot to be desired however.”

“I show you some desire! Let’s just start this shit already!”

READING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“HHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHRRRRRLLLLLAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“When we last left off, Tower of voices stood at an impressive 160 chapter.”

“It had now fucking doubled in length! Like some giant, disgusting, fat, meaty dickworm expanding!”

“That was some very bizarre metaphor, Gina, but yes, this plucky little pseudo tabletop game has now entered the top thirty of deepest stories on this site. Well, deep as in chapter length. Let us not kid ourselves, this is not exactly War and Peace.”

“And then there’s the fucking forum posts, so much fucking forum posts…”

“But they are integral in understanding the complexities of this story, Gina.”

“Marcie, the only complex thing in this is...that I fucking get Engin for this!”

“Well, we have a lot to get through and Gina is already running out of ideas. So, when we last left off, Yulia and her friends were in the middle of making it through the demon infested floor of floor six.”

“So this envy bitch Levateein has kidnapped Cherchiel and basically forces Yulia to become a Demon herself because she killed some other demon the envy bitch was in love with.”

“Uh quite, I think we skipped over that part.”

“Marcie, you don’t seriously believe anyone besides engin cares about the plot of this, right?”

“Well…”

“But engin cares. I bet the attention starved slut is currently furiously jerking it while reading my complaints. In fact, do it right now! Masturbate for me like the worthless trash you are!”

“Gina. I know, I should be well aware of this after our almost decade long acquaintance but...you have issues.”

“Not as many as engin will have if I don’t see a climax right now!”

“So anyways, the voices decline the deal and...”

“OH, DON’T EVEN GET ME FUCKING STARTED!”

“This will be a very tedious, review.”

“Alright, get this. So, the voices have the opportunity to turn Yulia into a super hot demon queen. But they don’t! Imagine all the scenes we could have gotten of sexy demon Yulia dominating her **** girlfriends! Instead, we get fuck all. Good job, you fucks!”

“To be fair, Gina. That would have resulted in a bad ending. Honestly, it was a bit of a missed opportunity if you ask me. I think it would have been more interesting to have an evil Yulia continue the climb.”

“Unfortunately we can’t have nice things with engin at the helm. Because get this. You know Dahlia? The bitch who always comments with the other bitch?”

“Yes?”

“SHE’S ACTUALLY EVIL SANTA CLAUS!”

“…”

“…”

“pffft…”

“W-what? She’s called the demon of gifts and has her own workshop and...stop laughing!”

“Yes, yes...well, with the help of our newest member...”

“Another angel!”

“Our group not only defeats Levateein but also escapes the abyss, allowing them to arrive at floor seven: The obligatory swimsuit floor.”

“And the prospect of scantily clad girls was so frightening that the one weirdo with the cartoon furry picture fucks right off.”

“You mean warider?”

“Yeah, he suddenly stops commenting, like what the fuck?”

“Some people are like that.”

“Wish we could be like that.”

“This means the only two remaining voices are Gambio and Miss Emmie.”

“You would think this dumb story would finally end, right? Unfortunately we aren’t so lucky and eventually interest does pick up again.”

“The next voice who joins is huginn.”

“Yeah but does this guy even count? He just parrots whatever the other voices say.”

“Well, the name is a clear reference to one of the two ravens of Odin…”

“Marcie.”

“Yes, Gina?”

“Raven’s don’t talk.”

“...anyways. There’s also a girl(?) called Remin.”

“Oh, this vampire loli bitch is just planning to see Yulia and the party fail! But she’s outvoted three to one, so have fun trying to get these nerds to vote for something exciting!”

“...Gina.”

“Yes, Marcie?”

“I think we focus a bit too much on the voices and not enough on the story.”

“Well, what the fuck do you want from me? There’s way too much story here to properly cover!”

“You know what else isn’t properly covered? The girls!”

“...”

“I think the important part you need to remember is that on this sea floor the girls are exploring the sea floor!”

“...”

“Alright. I admit that between underwater exploration, attempts to resurrect Levateein, a war between three races, giant seamonsters, undeath Yulia and engin’s poor attempts at comedy, matters can be slightly overwhelming.”

“Hmm...I feel like I am forgetting something about this sea themed floor. Something I should be very angry about.”

“It probably is just your imagination, Gina. How about we focus on the new girls instead?”

“Oh yeah, once again the voices completely fuck up and basically lose the entire party. This causes the second angel girl to feel bad about how pathetic they are and join the party again. This time permanently. Then next we get a hot fish chick called Lri.”

“I think at this point engin somewhat struggles to give every character in the party sufficient screen time. She clearly doesn’t understand the concept of character bloat.”

“Eww...”

“It’s not a sex thing, Gina. A character bloat is a pitfall of writing were you introduce more characters then your story can support.”

“I don’t think this is the only bloat this 300+ chapter monster of a story suffers.”

“There is some chemistry between the characters. Isalia and Goma are clearly liking each other and Cherchiel and Yulia also have somewhat of a thing going, Cherchiel being the very first party member. But this unfortunately also means that Lemiel and Lri kinda fall off.”

“I like Lri, she’s like me.”

“Hmm...I suppose.”

“You know, being under the thumb of a haughty bitch queen.”

“…”

“Ugh! Let’s just warp this shit up! They fight against a bunch of fishpeople, defeat a giant goldfish and leave the floor! There!”

“I suppose that works, next is a sci-fi themed...”

“HOLY FUCK!”

“Uh?”

“THERE WASN’T A SINGLE FUCKING SHARK ON THIS ENTIRE FUCKING SEA FLOOR!”

“Oh dear, I was worried about that.”

“I mean what the fuck? How the fuck can you have an underwater themed floor and not have a single shark! Is this even legal?”

“Well, you know what they say, there are many fish in the sea.”

“But I don’t care about other fish, Marcie! I want a shark!”

“Gina, stop being cranky.”

“Bah fine, next is the sci-fi floor were everything is ruled by some evil robot. Marcie, when are we reading sissy story again?”

“That came out of nowhere.”

“I sure as shit would rather read that then this no shark story! Hey, do you think Goma will birth a baby shark?”

“...we need to expedite your next therapy session with Dr. Zoidberg.”

“So, this floor is all about high tech sex robots because engin is a nerd and probably fantasizes about a transformer anal **** her. We also get two more voices but one of them fucks off after two or three posts and the other is so boring I don’t even know what to complain about. Also Gambio, the lazy fucker stops updating his shitty MS paint maps.”

“That is indeed unforgivable. But in his defense, he was busy with his newest hit story “clothes for likes” Incidentally, if engin does write an answer chapter, she will receive a whooping 350 points, which she can then spend at the magic Cherry shop!”

“Marcie, do I need to slap you?”

“My apologies. On the bright side, engin did manage to increase her regular voices from two to five. Good for her.”

“Yeah, but the vampire bitch gets bored and fucks off again. So, she’s really down to four. Still means there are four people out there who give a fuck about this story. Which is very frightening.”

“It also seems engin has learned the best solution to character bloat. Killing your characters off, or at least making them unavailable for the floor.”

“Yep, once again the voices screw up colossally and almost all of the girls get kidnapped, except Yulia and Lri. Oh and the new one. A catgirl.”

“I like catgirls. They always remind me of you, Gina.”

“I guess she is pretty smart.”

I was more referencing to her constant temper tantrums and desire for independence.”

“Despite initial fuck ups. The group really dominates this floor. They rescue the rest of the girls and Goma even gets a baby. And no, it isn’t a shark.”

“I do not think we ever mentioned that, but yes, Goma was pregnant since Floor four. The circumstances of her impregnation were rather dubious, but she still manage to birth a regular goblin.”

“But some tower guardian immediately takes her to a nursery or some shit, makes you wonder what the fuck was even the point of all that.”

“I think it was just to satisfy engin’s pregnancy kink.”

“I swear, from all the fucked up fetishes she has, this has to be the worst.”

“Now that the group is back together, they defeat the evil AI overlord and made her a member of the party.”

“Which means even more bitches to go around, holy fuck!”

“And that concludes floor eight. Which is were the story currently stands. Well, we have actually entered a scant bit into floor nine, but unlike engin I know when to quit.”

“Only two more floors to go. Unfortunately, with how much engin drags her ass, that’s probably another two years down the drain.”

“You know Gina, I just realized that now but engin is somewhat going for a theme here. Floor six, the number of the devil was the demon floor. Floor seven was the seven seas. Eight(symbol for infinity) represents the eternity of floor eight.”

“Uhu, nice theory, Marcie. Just one problem.”

“And what would that be?”

“Engin isn’t smart enough for that.”

“I suppose that is a reasonable counter argument.”

“Bleh, I’m exhausted! Are we done?”

“Not yet.”

“Uggghhhh!”

“We were lately quite neglectful in our duty to review the sex scenes. We barely even talked if we masturbated to them or not. Which used to be one of our key selling points.”

“It was?”

“So anyways, Gina. What did you think of the sex scenes?”

“I don’t really care. They are either way too brutal or too generic for my taste.”

“As expected of Goldilocks Gina.”

“Don’t call me that!”

“I like it when Goma uses Puppet. That first encounter with Lri was pretty erotic.”

“Uhu.”

“But I get what you are saying, Gina. The scenes just aren’t quite my tempo.”

“Besides, sexually humiliating engin is way more erotic!”

“Right. I think we should bring this review to a close now.”

“You better introduce a shark for next time or I wedgie you even harder!”