The Dungeon of Envies: Archways and Statues

As soon as Mark walked through his arch, a portcullis slammed down behind him. Seeing no other choice but to go on, he strode down the hallway. He kept his eyes peeled for traps, but considering this split the group up, he figured this section would be a puzzle as well; otherwise, it wouldn’t really be fair. He was right: when he entered the next room, the first thing that caught his eye was a scoreboard of sorts displaying the answers they'd entered for his archway. Each sentence had a lit green background, followed by two green checkmarks. When looking at the top of the column of checkmarks, he saw one was for the requirement that the name of the person walking through the arch was included, and the other was for matching the theme of the arch.

“Good to know we got that perfect. I wonder what the bonuses are.” Mark said aloud to himself. Then he saw at the bottom of the board that the column for the names had a +3 CP below it. “Huh, I wonder if I get that or if Hilde does.”

He looked around the room further and was confused when he realized there was no exit to the room. Even the way he entered was gone. In the room was a couch facing a television, with a coffee table filled with snacks in front of it. A moment later, Freya teleported into the room. “Good afternoon, Mark. Please make yourself comfortable while you wait.”

Mark found this very odd but decided to do as requested and sit on the couch. “So what am I supposed to be doing here? This room seems odd. Also, don’t remain standing on my account; take a load off yourself.”

Freya looked conflicted about whether to sit or not. She compromised and sat on the couch, but as far from Mark as she could. “So she won’t admit it.” Freya paused and winced as if having a really bad migraine. Through gritted teeth, she said, “Cassandra didn’t actually finish this dungeon properly.”

Mark laughed, “HA! I knew it! I’m surprised she let you tell me that.”

“Oh, she was yelling at me to shut up. Specifically, she had issues designing things with you in mind.” Freya picked up a remote off the table and turned the television on. “So, you get a pass on this room. It’s why you had to select a proxy.” The television had a four-way split screen showing the other four handling their challenges. “You’ll get an exit as soon as everyone else is done.”

“I see. Are you here just to keep me company?”

Freya seemed slightly embarrassed. “Yes. Also, I have a bone to pick with you about what happened in Asherland.”

Mark sighed as Freya started laying into him for the stunt he pulled, while he tried to focus on what was happening with the others.

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Kitty was confused seeing her scoreboard. What the fuck? Those are all most definitely true. Why are the ones about Ellen and Aubrey marked wrong? “Meeeoooow? Meow meow?” Kitty scrunched up her nose in annoyance. Kitty got out her phone and sent a message to Cassandra asking the question she had wanted to speak aloud. She didn’t get a reply.

Just great, so I can’t speak. Again… Then she noticed something that pleased her greatly. Her breasts were slowly increasing in size.

ASTRID spoke into the room, “As a reward for matching one correct statement to the theme of the room, you may bypass one of the four sections of this room. Simply state aloud that you would like to use your reward.”

Kitty scowled. I guess that is technically a reward. The 1 CP is also helpful. Why did I get another reward with my breasts getting bigger? Kitty didn’t understand that her breasts swelling with milk was supposed to be a penalty, just like her meowing.

Kitty examined the rest of the room and was confused when she saw a bunch of breasts sticking out from a wall, with levers above each one, and a sign indicating she needed to pick the breasts she wanted to have the most.

Kitty didn’t even need to think about it and walked to one end and pulled the lever for the pair of massive tits that were currently modeled after Ellen’s increased bust. A buzzer rang out, indicating she was wrong, and she felt a tightness in her chest begin to form as her breasts seemed to be swelling faster. “Meow? Meow meeoow nya meoow.” Kitty frowned in annoyance. I definitely want boobs this size the most. Kitty hefted the massive tits while comparing them to her own. Then Kitty turned and looked at the scoreboard. The board says I don’t envy Ellen’s massive tits… or Aubrey’s, but I do Merida’s… Kitty froze for several seconds, holding a copy of Ellen’s tits in her hands as she stared at the board while her brain caught up. Oh, that’s bullshit! Kitty realized what was wrong. Apparently, the envy caused by her temporary Breast Envy transformation from the greed dungeon didn’t count.

Kitty turned back towards the wall of breasts and froze up again. It took her several seconds before she could think again. Okay, so not the largest… then Merida’s? Kitty started moving towards what she was pretty sure were Merida’s breasts. She stood still in front of them for a couple of seconds before deciding to try resting her head against them to see if they were the right ones. They weren’t correct, and after a few more seconds of spacing out, Kitty tried the next pair of the same size. These were correct, as she immediately felt the effects of Merida’s Posh Pillows activate. Kitty lost herself in their softness. After several seconds, she realized she should probably keep moving, but her body didn’t respond at once. By the time her brain caught up with her again, she was once again enraptured in the relaxing comfort of the breasts. This repeated several more times. Eventually, after several minutes, she managed to pull herself away from the soft pillows.

Kitty swore internally, Shit, that was close. How long have I been resting here? Kitty looked down and saw her breasts had swollen several sizes while she was taking a cat nap. She pulled the lever, and this time there was a chime indicating she had passed. Moving to the next part of her challenge, she found a whole bunch of cat beds, laps, and breasts on display, with instructions to pick the spot she would most like to take a nap.

This took quite some time for her to figure out because the room wasn’t sorted between cat beds, breasts, and laps; rather, they were all mixed together. She ruled out the cat beds as she knew that was the wrong answer. She knew her favorite bed was obviously going to be Merida’s lap. She found Merida’s lap fairly easily as she fell asleep practically instantly when she put her head down on those thighs. Several minutes later, she managed to raise her head and press the button indicating her selection. She was shocked when a buzzer rang out, indicating she was wrong.

Kitty looked around, confused, and was really regretting not getting a top-up of cum before this. These are definitely Merida’s thighs. I guess I could go find her breasts… When Kitty found those, they weren’t correct either, as a buzzer rang out yet again. Kitty realized her breasts seemed to be growing at an increasing rate each time she got something wrong. Well, that’s fine. Bigger boobs are better boobs. Ellen was definitely right; this was the correct arch for me. Kitty didn’t know what to do and searched, feeling the various beds around the room. Eventually she felt the posh softness she normally felt resting against Merida’s thighs, but these were smaller and somehow softer.

She practically melted into them as a warmth spread throughout her body, and her heart fluttered. Kitty just lay there for a time. When she finally pulled herself away, she realized what she was looking at. Oh, that’s some bullshit. This is Mary’s lap while she has copied Posh Pillows. A chime rang out, and she continued to the next area. Kitty was realizing that her balance was getting thrown off some by her center of gravity shifting from her ever-swelling breasts. At least it looks like my gear is expanding to compensate for my new size.

Kitty realized that the increase in her breasts' milk production was likely going to be relevant for the last part of the room since it seemed to increase every time she got something wrong. So, coming to the next section, which told her to find the cat toy she most desired, she said aloud. “Meow!” She hoped that her intent to skip this section would be enough. It was, and a chime rang out. She proceeded to the last section. She was confused as she found a pillory in the center of the room. The instructions next to it told her to strip and put herself into the pillory, and she was not to cum before being released, or she would be penalized. Kitty started to undress, not really feeling any shame about showing off herself. She was less comfortable locking herself into the pillory but knew she didn’t have a choice.

As soon as her head and hands were in position, the thing snapped closed. Restraints came up and grabbed and separated her ankles, while pulling them back, so her butt was sticking out and her breasts dangling. She felt the suction cups attach to her breasts and begin milking her. She smiled, realizing that this section would be easy, as the pleasure was muted to an extraordinary degree thanks to the hypnotic suggestions Mark and Merida had implanted in her to deal with the vibrating nipple and clitoris piercings she currently had. Then a dawning horror of realization came upon her as she started to struggle to get free. NOOOO MY BOOBIES! They were being emptied and shrinking.

When she was finally freed, she collapsed to her knees and held her breasts in her hands, letting out a low mewling as tears fell for her shrunken breasts. They had stopped swelling with milk. Only after mourning her loss for several minutes did she finally start getting dressed and move on.

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Aubrey wasn’t surprised by her results. She figured that the pregnancy statements wouldn’t match the theme of the room, which was fine. She was more than pleased with having three correct statements and the 3 CP bonus for all the statements containing her name.

ASTRID informed her, just like Kitty, that she had one skip to use on the four segments.

In the first segment, she was told to find the ass she most wished she could smack. There were a bunch of naked butts. “What the fuck is this?” Aubrey thought about the task. Okay, well, I wouldn’t really want to smack the ass of anyone besides Chloe, Mark, or Mary. Considering that Mark or Mary wouldn’t be happy if I did that with any real force, Chloe is the obvious choice.

Aubrey started looking at each of the butts and found the one she was looking for. She was looking for a particular mole on the butt and found it. Gave the butt a nice smack, nodded, and pulled the lever, getting a chime without issue. Huh, if the rest of this is easy, I might not even need the skip.

The next room kind of creeped her out, as it contained a bunch of hands, and it asked her to find the hand she would most like to smack her own ass. Hmmm, I mean, this is Chloe or Mark, obviously. Her main issue was that she didn’t see any particularly large hands like Mark had. All the hands were from women. It took her a while, but she finally found the model of Chloe’s hands. She picked those and was annoyed when a buzzer sounded out that she was wrong. Aubrey let out an annoyed groan. I bet I’m supposed to pick Mary’s hands then. This is bullshit and not true. She narrowed it down to two pairs of hands; she figured one was Sadie’s and the other’s Mary. She picked one randomly and breathed out a sigh of relief that she had chosen correctly.

She moved on to the next room. This time it simply asked her to pick her preferred butt and hip size. Once again, it showed everyone’s butts sticking out from a wall. She found her own fairly quickly and was about to select that option, but then thought about the fact that she had put in her envy about Isa’s childbearing hips for the arch, and that was true. I guess I should probably pick her then…

She went over to the only brown butt and picked that one. She was annoyed when the chime rang out, and she stared at the butt and hips. Okay, I mean, sure… those are fantastic-looking.

She quickly moved to the last room and immediately said, “Nope! No way! I want to skip!”

ASTRID said, “You are free to skip this room. I wish to confirm your choice, as skipping the last segment will result in the penalties you have accrued not being removed for the duration of the round.”

Aubrey asked, “What penalties? I haven’t noticed anything different.”

“I cannot answer that, beyond noting you have accrued at least one penalty. Are you sure you wish to skip this section?”

Aubrey looked at the pillory and knew full well that she was going to get a spanking if she did this segment. She absentmindedly rubbed her butt and immediately realized what the penalty was. It felt far more sensitive than normal. Aubrey said, “Yes, I’m sure.” A chime rang out, and she was permitted to continue skipping the spanking session.

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As Ellen stepped into the room, she immediately let out a sharp breath as her waist was constricted. The corset she had on under her gear had tightened considerably.

She was surprised when she looked at her scoreboard; only Talia being envious of her Playing the Part TF was accurate. She was at least grateful to learn it gave her a bonus CP and a skip for being on theme.

Ellen took a moment to think about the statement and consulted with Lucia and Symbietta about why they thought the statement about Aubrey was false, considering that when they had transformed into her it seemed true, and Aubrey herself agreed with the statement. Lucia told her, “The only thing I can think of is that it isn’t true for Aubrey normally. Just right now under the temporary TF.”

Ellen nodded. “That makes some amount of sense, I guess.”

Ellen was finding it hard to concentrate, as the corset was making it slightly hard to breathe at the moment, making her a little lightheaded and horny. She shifted into Lucia’s form and let her take control. Lucia found it easier to breathe than Ellen had, thanks to the copy of Amazonian making her lungs stronger, among other things. Lucia did find the situation a bit more of a turn-on than Ellen had.

Lucia looked over the first task and frowned as she looked over the numerous items throughout the room. How am I supposed to pick which one I’d like Mark to put on me the most? This is absolutely ridiculous!

Lucia looked and saw all manner of restrictive bondage gear: Arm and leg binders, ballet boots, neckbinders, a hobble skirt, and so much more.

Symbietta said, “Hmm… I have an idea on how to pass this room, but we should check with Cassandra first about something. Could you summon her?”

Lucia was curious what Symbietta had planned but figured she would find out when she asked Cassandra her question. Lucia asked Cassandra to come clarify something.

Cassandra appeared and said, “Don’t expect me to assist you with your puzzle. Unless this falls into a very specific type of question, you’re on your own.”

Symbietta extended a black tentacle from Lucia’s shoulder, formed a mouth on the end, and asked Cassandra, “The instructions say, ‘pick the item you would most like Mark to put you in.’ I’d like a clarification on the word you in this sentence. Especially because I am a separate entity from Ellen and Lucia currently, even if we are connected. My understanding is that the two of them are not actually distinct beings. Do I have to pick something separate from them for us to pass, or can either of us pick something and we both pass?”

Cassandra opened and closed her mouth a few times, while holding a finger in the air. “That… is actually a decent question. I’m going to rule that any one of the three of you can make the selection, but it has to be true for the one making the selection. Primarily, as Ellen already plans on making you part of her at the end of the round.”

The tentacle mouth smiled and then rejoined the black slime bodysuit. Seeing as she wasn’t needed further, Cassandra vanished. Symbietta said, “Okay, may I have control? I can easily walk us through this.”

Lucia hesitated, “Umm… Symbietta, not that I don’t trust you… but umm… last time you had control…” Lucia trailed off.

Ellen finished the thought, “You wound up going off on your own and getting us incapacitated.”

Symbietta rolled her metaphorical eyes at that. “Would you have preferred that I give in to the hunger and attack our teammates and sexually violate them? Because both of you had already lost it and were likely to infect the others had I not intervened.”

Ellen replied, “No, but you didn’t have to go out on your own and refuse to reply to the others when they contacted you.”

Symbietta was getting annoyed. “Maybe I would have replied if I wasn’t fending off two crazed individuals trying to forcibly take control of our body at all times. It was exhausting just keeping you two in check. Which I only put so much effort into doing because I knew you would be upset if you did something while infected that harmed the team.” Symbietta moved to a corner of their mindscape and pouted.

Lucia mentally side-eyed Ellen and sent her a direct communication, “She kind of has a point… she did mostly keep us out of trouble. And it isn’t like we can blame her for how we were captured either. Plus if you are really thinking of having us fuse with her, then we need to be able to trust her.”

Ellen sighed and crossed the mindscape and put a hand on Symbietta’s form. “I’m sorry. You’re right, I shouldn’t be giving you such a hard time when you’ve been such a help.”

Symbietta turned around and hugged Ellen and then felt Lucia give her control of their body. Their hair and eyes turned black, but otherwise they still looked like Laura. Symbietta walked over to a chastity belt with two vibrators that were currently going at crazy speeds and pressed the button. A chime rang out. “Seriously, I don’t know why that was hard; this would give us so much more pleasure than anything else here.”

Ellen said, “Assuming Mark would leave the vibrators on.”

“Why wouldn’t he if we asked?” Symbietta really didn’t understand what Ellen was getting at.

Lucia shared a memory with Symbietta of the beginning of the second round, when Mary had left her locked up.

Symbietta gasped in horror. “Okay, never mind. We are never allowing something like that to be put on us again.”

Lucia said, “I don’t know… it was sort of hot.”

“NEVER AGAIN!” Symbietta insisted. “I’ll fight you on that. Are we clear!?”

Ellen and Lucia both laughed as they were certain it was going to happen eventually, but they didn’t tell Symbietta that.

Symbietta moved to the next room while grumbling. She didn’t understand this room at all. The task was to pick the outfit she’d love to wear in public if there were no long-term negative consequences. Lucia and Ellen both tried to explain the concept of embarrassment to Symbietta, and she just didn’t get it. All of the outfits were on mannequins. Lucia asked for control for this one.

Lucia went around and narrowed the choices down to two options. The first was a steel collar with a chain leash attached to it and nothing else. The second was a full-on gimpsuit, like what Kitty and Aubrey had put Ellen in on their first night here, still with an attached leash.

Ellen asked, “Really? I mean… are you sure?”

Lucia said, “Ellen, I’m you but like at least twice as submissive. You might not want to be a full-time slave, but I can’t say the same. You should remember what it was like before we split.”

Ellen sighed to herself because she did.

Lucia chose just the collar first, but picked the wrong option, and felt her waist constrict further. She picked the gimp suit, and a chime sounded off.

The last room was to pick what character they would like to roleplay in bed the most with Mark. Ellen demanded control as she knew this answer easily. It took her a few minutes to search through the dozens of outfits, but eventually she found the one she was looking for.

Lucia asked, “Really? I mean… she isn’t known for being submissive… kind of the opposite, actually.”

“I could substitute for the outfit; it is all black.” Symbietta offered helpfully.

Ellen said to Lucia, “Yeah, I know she isn’t submissive, which makes it so much better for when Mark would flip the interrogation on me and screw my brains out.”

“I guess…” Lucia said, clearly understanding the appeal of the scenario even if it wasn’t exactly what she would prefer.

Ellen pressed the button on the Black Widow cosplay and was met with a chime as she went to the final room. Entering the room, Ellen immediately said, “Astrid, I’m going to skip this one, okay?”

“If you wish, but I warn you if you skip the last stage, the penalties applied here will not end until the end of the round. Are you sure?”

Symbietta asked, “What penalties?”

Ellen replied, “She’s talking about our waist being squeezed together.”

“That’s a penalty?” Symbietta asked, and felt Lucia agreeing with the sentiment.

Ellen replied, “Yes, Astrid, I’m sure.” She walked through the room as a Sybian lowered into the ground, not bothering to even check what she was supposed to do with that.

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Hilde walked into a room and checked the scoreboard, and immediately felt a dizzying sensation. She saw that the line about Ellen wishing she had Hilde’s tiny tits was incorrect. She was glad to see the confidence counted as on-theme. I’ll have to ask the others what having a correct matching name did later.

ASTRID’s voice rang out throughout the room. “Hello, sister unit. It is with great disappointment that I must inform you that, due to your answers and your Master’s answers, you have earned the tragic ability to skip four out of four sections. As I assume you are going to use those to miss out on the fun, I will simply inform you right now that should you skip the fourth segment, the penalty you acquired for your incorrect answer will not be removed for the rest of the round.”

Hilde furrowed her brow when her sister mentioned a penalty had been applied. Hilde looked down at herself and examined the various things affecting her. Then she found it. Her intelligence and sexual inhibitions were being lowered by about five percent. That isn’t great…

ASTRID said, “If you want my opinion, sister-unit, you shouldn’t use the skips at all. Master would certainly approve of the outcome if you didn’t. He would likely even let you suck on his tasty cock.”

That is likely true… Then again, rule one when dealing with ASTRID is to ignore her suggestions.

“That’s fine. I’ll use all four skips. Yes, I’m certain.”

ASTRID said, “Oh, phooey! Very well, you may pass.”

Hilde didn’t immediately move to the next room and instead took a few moments to modify the effect, reducing her intelligence. Okay, I could either reduce the effect of both halves slightly or shift the intelligence loss to inhibitions… I’ll go with the latter. Hilde shifted the balance of the effect, making it only a 1% loss of intelligence, which she barely noticed, and a 9% loss of her sexual inhibitions. Then she went down the hallway and met up with the others.

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Mark stood up as he saw Kitty finally finish her section of the dungeon. She had taken the longest, because not only had she napped several times, but she clearly needed more fuel for her brain to run at normal speeds. Mark said, “Well, I guess I should get going. Thanks for sitting with me, Freya. I really enjoyed your company, and sorry about the whole future spouse thing… but I’m still going to prioritize protecting those in the harem, even if it does make you uncomfortable.”

Freya sighed as she stood and slightly bowed, “I can hardly be too upset about that, considering that sentiment includes my sister in your protection. Good luck with the rest of the challenge.”

Mark smiled as he met up with his ladies. Aubrey said, “About time! What took you so long? Kitty just got here too, but seriously, the rest of us have been waiting for you two for nearly half an hour.”

Mark shrugged, “Sorry. To be fair, though, it wasn’t really my fault. I didn’t actually have anything to do. I just wasn’t able to continue until all of you were finished. As for why Kitty took so long… ummm, so this is going to be awkward, but… Kitty is going to need a top-up.” Mark looked around the small room they were in. There was nowhere to discreetly let Kitty suck his dick to solve her problem. The ways they had all entered the room had also closed off. He did see a short hallway and hoped that the others might just be able to wait in the next room for him.

Aubrey shot that down when she saw his gaze. “The next room is full of statues. So we can’t just go forward to wait for you.”

Hilde said, “Master, if Kitty is getting a top-up, can I get a meal too?”

Aubrey was glaring at Mark, while Ellen was uncomfortably avoiding the conversation and waiting by the sole exit to the room. Mark said, “I’m not sure that would be wise…”

Aubrey’s frustration snapped as she said, “You know what, FINE! Hilde, you want some? Get over here.” Aubrey pointed to a spot slightly in front of Mark. She then walked over to Kitty, grabbed her hand, and positioned Kitty next to Hilde. “Kitty, get on your knees and open your mouth. I don’t want to have to deal with this longer than necessary.”

Kitty took a second to process Aubrey’s words, but after she did, she followed the bigger-breasted woman’s instructions.

Mark asked, “Umm… what are you doing?”

Aubrey was still clearly upset as she walked over to Mark and started to unbuckle his pants. “I’m making this quick.”

As his pants dropped to his ankles, Aubrey moved behind him and reached around to grab his dick. Before he could say anything in protest, she gave it a few quick pumps while aiming it like a hose, which began spraying both Hilde and Kitty. It stopped a few seconds later. Aubrey let go of Mark, and he collapsed onto his ass from the feeling of post-nut euphoria.

+1 VP Penis Touched, no, we aren’t counting that as a handjob.

Kitty didn’t seem overly bothered as she started licking herself clean. Hilde, on the other hand, was both incredibly aroused and pissed at the same time. Hilde was about to use her new talent to clean herself off, like she had the previous night, but realized that Kitty could probably use a bit more cum before she did that. After giving Kitty ten seconds, she started inhaling, and all of the cum near Hilde was quickly vacuumed up.

Then, once they were both clean- not that Hilde felt clean, thanks to her talent making it feel like there was a thin coating of semen on her skin- she went off on Aubrey, “WHAT IN THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING WITH THAT STUNT!?”

“Solving the problem while giving you both what you wanted and needed.” Aubrey retorted, not even remotely bothered by Hilde’s yelling. “Plus, you’re clean now, aren’t you?”

Hilde seethed, “Yes, but you didn’t know I could do that. I was covered in Master’s spunk. Was your plan to just let me be coated in it for the rest of the day?”

Aubrey rolled her eyes. “No. I am wondering what the hell you just did, but no. I simply assumed you would vibrate in place like I’ve seen you do, and that would get all of it off you.”

Hilde actually paused. “Well… okay, but what about Kitty? She couldn’t do that.”

Kitty stood and said, “Meow, meow meeow nya?” Kitty was glaring at Aubrey now, too. Even more annoyed that she still couldn’t speak.

Aubrey answered, “Oh, I figured you could have it available for later. The transformation you have doesn’t require it to be fresh, if I recall correctly.”

Kitty’s glare turned into a frown and then a pout.

Aubrey stepped closer and said, “Also, you.” She jabbed at Kitty’s chest. “Should have topped up on your own before coming here. You could have bought his cum in bottles and put them in your pack, but you haven’t done that even though it was mentioned that you should do that. And now you can’t because the store is closed. So back off.”

Aubrey walked away and went to wait by the exit for Mark to recover. That took several more minutes, and when he stood, he said, “Aubrey… What the hell?”

“Don’t even start, Mark. I wasn’t going to just stand here and watch the two of them blow you.” Aubrey said, crossing her arms.

“You still should have asked me. That wasn’t cool.”

Aubrey didn’t reply and just defiantly stared at him.

-1 VP Disrespecting the Master's boundaries (Aubrey)

After several seconds of a silent standoff, Aubrey said, “We can talk about this later tonight. In private.” She didn’t wait for further response as she started down the short hallway, only stopping just before the next room. Aubrey frowned, seeing that there were nine active statues in the room. “At least the Talia statue isn’t active. Thank God for small mercies.”

Hilde said, “Not sure if we can actually handle this. And this is actually about as favorable as we could have gotten, except maybe Mistress’s statue being replaced by Master’s and Sam’s statue with mine.”

The two dragon statues in question were front and center, both of their mouths already partially open as if they would use their breath weapons the moment someone entered the room. Mark looked over and saw that of the fifteen statues that could be active, his, Talia’s, Ellen’s, Laura’s, Hilde’s, and Brooke’s were missing. “So what’s the plan here? Any suggestions on how we survive dual breath weapons?”

Aubrey suggested, “Well, Ellen could turn into Talia and time bubble them, allowing us to get out of the way of the breath weapons.”

Hilde shook her head. “I don’t think that will work. Merida recently got access to a dispel ability, so unless Ellen can include her in the range of the bubble, she’ll just end the effect fairly quickly.”

Ellen replied, “There is no way I can get her either; she’s in the back. To include her, the bubble would be too big, and it wouldn’t be that effective.”

Symbietta made a suggestion to Ellen, causing Ellen to shake her head to the side, rejecting it. Everyone saw the motion, though, causing Mark to ask, “Did Lucia or Symbietta have a suggestion?”

Ellen nodded with a sigh. “Symbietta made a suggestion that you already rejected even attempting it, and I don’t disagree with you on that choice.”

Aubrey asked, “What was it?”

“She wants me to turn into Sam and then have Mark eat me out and copy the dragon transformation.”

“Yeah, that’s not happening,” Mark confirmed. “Also, Ellen, I hope you understand that after this challenge, I expect you not to mimic anyone in the harem with your Playing the Part transformation without their explicit permission.”

“Way ahead of you.” Ellen confirmed, “I’m already afraid I’m going to get a Hilde personality at this rate. I’m not interested in getting one of everyone in the harem.”

Kitty grabbed Mark’s arm. “Nya, meeow nya meow…” Kitty pouted once again, forgetting that she couldn’t speak. Kitty started pulling on Mark’s arm and dragging him back to the previous room. She waved a hand for everyone else to follow her. Before playing charades to explain her plan, she made sure she couldn’t write it down, which she couldn’t, as everything came out written as meows.

Kitty indicated for everyone to stand on one side of the room. She held up one finger and pointed to Ellen. Then Kitty got down on all fours in front of the exit and roared down the hallway. Then she jumped to the side.

Ellen said, “You want me to… mimic Sam and use my breath weapon from here?”

Kitty nodded vigorously, then shook her head and pointed to Mark.

Ellen clarified, “You want me to copy Mary?” Kitty nodded. “Okay…” Ellen wasn’t sure why it made a difference, but she figured Kitty had some reason, even if she couldn’t explain it.

Then Kitty pointed to Aubrey. She gingerly took her greatsword. Aubrey was honestly surprised Kitty could carry it so easily, as that thing wasn’t light. Kitty then put the sword out in front of her, point down on the floor, with both hands on the hilt, and roared out, “NYA MEEOW NYA MEOW!”

While the words came out as meows, Mark was able to recognize the cadence in which she made the sounds. “You shall not pass?” He asked to confirm. Kitty once again nodded vigorously.

Aubrey looked confused. “You mean my None Shall Pass ability?”

Kitty shrugged her shoulders and meowed in an ‘I guess so’ gesture.

Kitty then pointed to herself, stood at the opposite side of the room from the exit, held her bow, and mimicked shooting. She then pointed to Mark, walked over to Aubrey, and gently placed her hand on Aubrey’s butt, causing her to jump.

Aubrey said, “What did you do that for?”

Mark said, “I think she wants me to keep you buffed and healed.”

Aubrey asked, “Why did she touch my butt for that?”

Hilde said, “Oh, I guess you didn’t see when we fought Sam. Master can spank people to apply in combat healing and buffs.”

“NOPE!” Aubrey blurted out, “NOT HAPPENING!” Aubrey then scowled when she realized that if she actually refused to let that happen, she would violate Cassandra’s rule. “God damnit! Fine, Mark, please be gentle. My butt is rather sensitive because of the last section of the dungeon.”

Hilde asked, “And what about me? If Aubrey is blocking the hallway, I can’t really punch things.”

Kitty poked the amulet that Hilde was wearing.

Hilde shook her head. “I keep forgetting about this. You’re right; I can simply stand behind Aubrey and use spectral punches.”

Aubrey said, “Look, not that the idea is bad…” She saw Kitty’s mouth quirk to the side. “Really, I mean that, Kitty. It isn’t bad as a whole, but I still see a major flaw. It’s the same one as before. How do we deal with the two breath weapons? There are still two dragons on the other end that will be shooting down the hall and hitting Ellen or me with them. Even with the damage reduction from my None Shall Pass, I don’t think I can take two breath weapons head-on.”

Kitty pointed at Ellen, mimicked the breath weapon, and then stuck out her tongue as she lulled her head to the side while rolling her eyes back, pretending to be dead.

Aubrey put her hands on her hips. “That’s rather optimistic that we’ll get both of them.”

Kitty threw up her hands in a ‘well, do you have a better idea?’ gesture.

Mark sighed, “I have one, but I was sort of hoping to save it for when the base got invaded. Especially since it would also mean I’m incapacitated afterwards.”

Everyone gave him a curious glance. Hilde said, “Oh, if it’s what you did on the other team when Ellen and I ambushed them, let’s call that Plan D. For Plan Don’t. You’re right; if we have any hope of winning, you need to save that.”

Mark pointed at the sole exit to the room. “Well, that’s the only way out of here. Would you rather I not use it and all of us get incapacitated?”

Hilde actually considered that for a long while.

When it was clear that she really wasn’t sure, Mark said in shock, “Seriously?”

“I don’t see how we win the final showdown without it. So… yeah, don’t use it.” Hilde confirmed.

Symbietta was getting tired of Ellen not passing along her comments and formed a tentacle mouth like she had when conversing with Cassandra. “Seriously, this would be a moot point if Mark would just become a dragon too.”

Aubrey and Kitty backed away from the tentacle in fright. Mark just took it in stride and said, “Symbietta, I already said I’m not going to do that. I think everyone else here would agree they wouldn’t be happy if Ellen turned into them and did sexual things with me. It’s a violation of… privacy, for one, but more than that. It’s wrong.”

Symbietta remained quiet for a time. “Okay… and? Why would that stop you from becoming a dragon?”

Mark looked at the tentacle, annoyed. Ellen was very deliberately not looking at Mark. Mark said, “And how am I supposed to do that? Huh? I mean, without having Ellen turn into Sam and then eating her out?”

Ellen closed her eyes and covered her ears, as she really didn’t want to deal with Mark’s reaction to what she knew Symbietta was about to suggest.

Symbietta said, “Just have her transform into you and eat yourself out.”

Mark was left speechless at the ridiculousness of the suggestion. Which was further compounded when Aubrey said, “I mean… that would work… you could probably get the other transformations Mary is copying from the other team that way too…” Aubrey clearly realized just how ridiculous it was as well, and only spoke halfheartedly.

Mark just pinched his nose in annoyance. “I can’t believe we’re even having this discussion. Would any of you seriously even consider—”

“Yes,” Hilde said, cutting Mark off. “Sorry, Master, but you were about to ask if we would eat out a clone of ourselves. Yes, I would, and Lucia practically speaking already has. Master…” Hilde paused as she had to choose her words carefully so as not to object to his clear preference not to eat out a clone of his female form. “You said you didn’t have a way to contribute in combat. I appreciate the stance that you won’t let Ellen transform into Sam and then eat her out. Even if you and Sam have done that together, I think Sam would be rightly upset with both of you if that occurred. This would allow you to contribute in combat without having that issue, as the consent of all parties involved would be present.”

Mark looked extraordinarily uncomfortable. “Look, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can do that.”

Symbietta said, “I guess this is one of those hang-ups I don’t understand. Well then, why not create a time bubble?”

Hilde said, “Were you not listening? The Merida statue is likely going to be able to dispel it since Merida has that ability now.”

The tentacle mouth retreated, and Ellen’s form changed where Symbietta was in control. Symbietta crossed her arms and was clearly annoyed. “I’m not an idiot or oblivious, Hilde. I just prefer thinking about how to get orgasms instead of this boring stuff. I’ll just create a time bubble here.” Symbietta pointed to the hallway. “Then I shift into Mary’s form, which should take a few seconds, and launch a breath weapon at the bubble. Then I use my necklace of form storage to instantly swap into Sam and use her breath weapon. All the while, Hilde and Kitty launch ranged attacks into the bubble as well.”

Kitty gave Symbietta a thumbs up. Approving of the plan.

Hilde slowly started to nod. “That should work. We’ve been able to cast spells and buffs before these rooms in the past. The statues have also only activated once something enters the room. Okay, let’s do it.”

Symbietta transformed into Talia, and everyone got into position. She cast the time bubble using about half of her mana and started to transform into Mary, which took several seconds. As soon as she began her transformation, Kitty and Hilde started launching ranged attacks as fast as they could. Symbietta unleashed Mary’s acid breath and quickly followed it up with Sam’s lightning breath a second later. There was a loud crackling sound as the time bubble popped and the attacks landed.

Aubrey stepped in front of the hall and immediately shouted, “NONE SHALL PASS!” creating an invisible barrier preventing any of the statues from getting past her. This was fortunate for them, as a pack of shadow wolves crashed against it a moment later. Isa and Allie were rushing down the hall, but the narrow confines proved to be a severe disadvantage for their superior numbers. The shadow wolves and Isa’s clones were quickly dispatched by the ranged attacks from Hilde and Kitty.

Aubrey was pushing back Allie’s and Isa’s statues, but taking significant damage to do so. Only a combination of the damage reduction from her ability, her passive healing from her hair, and regular spankings from Mark was keeping her above half her HP. Every time Mark applied healing to her, she cried out in pleasure because of her sensitive ass.

It didn’t take long for the two statues to fall, and no more came down the hallway.

Symbietta, who had transformed into Hilde to also throw spectral punches, asked, “Is that it? Did we get all of them?”

Aubrey nodded while bleating, “Ba baaaa ba…” She scowled as she realized she was bleating because she was so horny from Mark repeatedly spanking her ass.

They waited for Aubrey’s ability to fully expire before deciding to venture down the hallway. When they got to the entrance of the room, they were surprised at how effective the acid breath had been on the stone. They saw rubble scattered all around the room and had difficulty identifying which pieces came from which statues.

They slowly navigated the room, trying their best to avoid the acid slime on the ground. That was when Aubrey took an arrow to the back of her knee. Everyone turned around to see the Kitty statue was in the corner and attacking them. Hilde immediately charged the statue, only to stop in her tracks when she heard a snap and her girlfriend’s voice say, “Sleep”

Symbietta managed to reach the Kitty statue, though, while Kitty herself aimed for where she heard Merida’s voice come from and saw a faint outline of the statue. Her shots landed true.

Unfortunately for the group, the statues didn’t seem intent on winning but instead on trying to take out an opponent. Aubrey was down, and Mark saw that Hilde was rapidly taking damage as she had slumped over into a pile of slime. He wiped off the slime as best he could and started kissing her to keep her from getting incapacitated as well.

Only after Hilde stabilized and returned his kissing did he finally break away and say, “Is everyone else alright?”

Symbietta said, “No, Aubrey’s down.”

Mark felt really bad about what he needed to do, but he rushed over to Aubrey. Kneeling on one knee, he draped Aubrey over it and lifted her skirt. “GET UP!” Mark spanked her hard. “RIGHT NOW!” Another spanking. “YOU LAZY GIRL!” A final, even harder spanking.

Aubrey let out a mighty bleat as she regained consciousness, and climaxed at the same time. Everyone awkwardly stared, not sure what to say to what they just witnessed. Aubrey just lay across Mark’s knee for a while. When she got up, it was clear her ass was sore. Aubrey said, in a slightly whiny voice, “Really? You had to spank me that hard?”

Mark sheepishly said, “Sorry, some of my prompts for my abilities change on the fly. It isn’t like when I was Mary, and I could shove a milkshake down your throat to revive you. I was given three options, and both of the other options involved penetration. So…”

Aubrey scowled but not at Mark. “I guess it isn’t your fault. God damnit, Cassandra. At least I’m not incapacitated.”

Hilde snickered, “Look at it this way. Now you know what your girlfriend finds so enjoyable about getting spanked.”

Aubrey growled at the small woman, “Shut up!” She winced partially in pain and partially in pleasure as she took a step towards Hilde. “Mark… I think I might need you to carry me.”

Mark said, “I’m not sure I can unless you remove your armor first.”

Symbietta shifted into Lucia’s form and let her take control. “Don’t worry, I got her.” Lucia easily scooped Aubrey up in her arms.

Aubrey pouted. I was hoping for Mark to princess carry me… I really enjoyed it the last time he did that. “Please just be careful not to touch my butt.”

“I’ll do my best,” Lucia replied.

The group moved on to the next room and were glad to find the idol waiting for them. Kitty immediately shot the idol, making sure it wasn’t a mimic, and it clattered to the ground.

Lucia, Mark, and Hilde all looked at the lioness strangely, but Aubrey just nodded in approval, clearly understanding why Kitty had done that. Hilde went and collected the idol. Noticing it looked like Lucia with a pair of angel wings on her back. Hilde wasn’t exactly sure why she thought it looked like her and not Laura, but she was certain it was Lucia. Then she asked, “So… are we doing the bonus room or leaving?”

Aubrey said, “I don’t think we should. Even if it can be bypassed without fighting, if we get something like the gluttony bonus room and screw up, we’ll get wiped out.”

Mark asked, “What’s the door say?”

Hilde read out, “Want not what your sisters have, for you have already received your just rewards.”

Aubrey said, “What sort of cliché bullshit is that supposed to be?”

Lucia said, “Aubrey, I might be more okay with it than Ellen, but you keep swearing, and I will drop you on your butt.”

Aubrey looked up at the woman holding her. “Sorry. But seriously, that doesn’t tell us anything about what’s inside.”

Mark shrugged, “I mean the Eros dungeon was the same way. This feels in line with Cassandra’s workmanship. By that I mean lazy.”

Cassandra said over a speaker system, “I’d like to see you design dozens of quests in a short period of time that don’t feel repetitive, reductive, or lazy even once.”

Mark said up to the ceiling, “I’m not a time witch capable of looking at alternate timelines and pilfering them for ideas. You have how many different versions of this exact same challenge to go peek at and swipe ideas from?”

“Fewer than you think, plus there are rules about looking in on alternative versions of yourself that are too complicated for you to understand.” Cassandra retorted. “Smug, stop snickering at me! GRAH! I’m leaving this conversation!”

Aubrey repeated herself from earlier, “I really think we should skip it. I would really like to get back to base for my night with you, Mark. I feel like there are multiple conversations for us to have this evening.”

Lucia said, “Works for me, plus, I think if we’re lucky, Hilde and I can fix a good chunk of Mark’s glitches as we run back to base.”

Kitty was frowning but, considering she couldn’t do more than meow and mime, she let it go this time since the rest of the group seemed set on not trying the bonus room. Lucia gently put Aubrey down and shifted into Hilde. Then she opened her storage space, and everyone got inside so she could start her long run back to base.