Truth or Dare

Now, Sir Ribbiton was accustomed to city life. Despite his very monster like appearance, of which all Boggarts sadly suffered from, his own city was a vast and sprawling metropolis that rivaled this one as well. So walking into a completely abandoned bar was a strange thing to say the least!

But here the pair were, all alone, with nary a soul but the two now dwelling within. As the boggart prince looked around, he noticed a sign. With great trepidation, and fearing the inevitable cut scene this abandoned travel might invoke, he approached. Lifting it up, he blinked as he read it. "Developer Room." It said, with the small caption beneath it. "Please Delete after done using."

Giving a sigh of relief, he realized that a lazy individual just had simply forgot to remove the programming to both enter the place, as well as delete the room as well. Prince Croaksworth simply flipped the little card down, as he simply went back to Herie. Propped up on the table, she swung her legs, completely oblivious that her skirt was high enough to reveal the peach shaped ass and virginal white panties. "Where is everyone?" She whined, as Prince Ribbiton looked up from the display. "It's so booooorrriiiing!" She pouted, crossing her arms and pushing her cleavage up.

"It is indeed strange!" Prince Ribbiton stated, rubbing his chin and seemingly lost in thought. Despite, of course, knowing the answer. For, dear readers, the Boggart was quite duplicitous... although still quite polite. "Well, if you want, we can play a game!"

"Ohhh... a game?" Herie brightened up, clapping her hands together. "What type of game!?" She continued, her spirits quite bright. After all, it wasn't as if she could simply leave and do something else. There was no script for that. Although to be fair, there was no script for going into the developer room, or the hard fucking that would surely be received if she didn't escape.

"How about truth or dare?" He asked, sitting down.

"That's all?" Herie once more began to pout.

"Don't worry! We'll make it fun!" He continued, eyeing up her thighs with large, rounded eyes. "You go first."

"Umm.... truth?" She said, scratching her head. "Who is the cutest in the hero's party!" She said with a beaming smile.

"Of course its you." That was a half truth, as each companion was seemingly as stunning as the last. Whereas most of the people in this city had very unremarkable faces, in a strange twist of events the Hero had managed to grab nearly every super model in the area. Save for the princess, who was a hidden character for later.

Giggling, the young heroine beamed. "Ok, now you!"

"I see... how about dare?" The Boggart leaned foward. "I dare you to let me kiss you."

A blush came to the girl's lips. But, as good as her word, she leaned in, and puckered her lips. "No, not there!" He chuckled, grabbing her knees, and pushing them apart. Virgin white panties were on display. "But here!"

Herie looked confused at him, not sure where he was talking about, but keeping her legs spread as a blush appears on her face. "But that's my special place." She said, as Prince Ribbiton leaned in, pushed aside her panties. His tough lashed out. Pushing past the thin protection of her panties, Herie gasped as her womanhood was lewdly being lapped for the first time in her life. "That.. that feels weird." She said, watching as the boggart grabbed her legs, and thrusted his tongue until the point of her hymen, before pulling it back, and jiggling it around within the young vixen. "Feels... kinda good... are all kisses like that?" She said, remember her father had not made her feel good when she kissed him.

Her legs wrapped lightly around the boggart's head, as she gasped passionately, as she was 'kissed'. Her nipples now hard, she watched down with hazy eyes as he lapped her tight pussy with surprising skill. Finally, leaving the poor girl breathless, he pulled his tongue from her now drooling pussy, and leaned back in the chair. Making sure to adjust himself, his boner rested safely against his belly.

"That... that was a kiss?" Herie blinked, still spread legged, leaned back, with her leaking woman on display. "W...wow..."

"Indeed it was." The Prince said, nodding lightly. "Now then, your turn."

"Was... was it really a kiss?" Not even saying truth, she eyed him with wide eyed innocence. "When I kiss my brother and dad it didn't feel like that."

"It was indeed." And indeed it was a kiss. Only the location had changed things. "Now then, if I may?"

"R-right...."

"Dare..." He said, getting up, he dropped his pants. "I dare you to cum!"