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Gisben and his creation made their way through the maze of air ducts, with Gisben of course apologizing to his ballerina for having her once again have to bend down so far to go through the ducts with him, and just like before, she happily told him it didn't bother her so he could stop apologizing. Eventually the two reached their destination, which was an air duct at the top of the chamber, just above the roof of one of the many abandoned factories left in the underhive.

Gisben's ballerina went first to make sure it was safe for Gisben to come with her down onto the roof. Once she was on the roof, she was immediately met by a ganger who proceeded to pint at her and at Gisben, waiting on the vent above. "Where we told the boss you would be coming." The female ganger said she was waving towards the elevators down deeper into the factory. "Your stage is waiting for you below." The ganger stated making her way over to the elevator control panel.

Ballerina looked a little bit shook by being so expected, then noticed how excited Gisben was to see the stage prepared for by the gangers. The ballerina shook her head in exasperation and helped her master down onto the roof, then into the elevator, making sure to stick close to him at all times as they made their way deeper into the gang's hideout. The elevator took its time as it was down, as it was old and hadn't seen maintenance in hundreds of years at the earliest.

But eventually they reached their target, the first floor, where their guide, who had been manning the elevator's control up to that point, then began to lead them through the chairs set up to view the stage and then led them to the stage itself. Gisben looked at his ballerina with visible excitement and hope, so she responded to his expectations and immediately began testing out the stage. The ballerina found it was not as beautiful as the glacier room was, but it was sturdy enough, just big enough to allow her to perform.

So she turned to Gisben and gave a nod of her head, then proceeded to center stage, causing Gisben to let out a joyful shriek before his guide led him over to the best seat in the hideout. The seat had clearly been made from the best salvage material they could find, turning it into a semithrone for Gisben to better see his ballerina perform from. Several of the other gangsters besides his guide gathered around his new throne clearly high, all of them in various states of nudity, not that Gisben cared as his ballerina was true feminine beauty, not the gutter trash the gangers gathered around him were.

So Gisben's entire focus was on her as she began to perform upon the stage, and just as it was before, it was a beautiful performance as she swayed on the tips of her feet and took the air spinning and then landing gracefully fully on the ground. She was truly showing her grace in her performance as she controlled her body completely as she performed act after act of balance and skill upon the stage she had been given.

As Gisben continued to be dazzled by his creation skilled performance, the demonic voice that had been a part of him since birth spoke to Mikonanz without him hearing the conversation. "You have done well leading my favorite hunchback down here and giving him a stage to watch his favorite toy dance on. I think that deserves a reward for being such obedient junkies." The voice said with a mischievous cackle.

Before Mikonanz could ask what exactly the reward would be, she smelled it. She along with the rest of her gang began to get a very potent high coming from the intense fumes leaking from the rags that were Gisben's shorts. The gangers overcame the need to quickly tore off his rag pants and then beheld his swollen balls that visibly saw a noxious lavender odor that gave them the best high the gangers had ever gotten.

Within moments of wittening his dirty, smelly balls, the ganger girls were in them, licking the foul taint sweet and sniffing the noxias aromia, pushing their faces as far as they would go as the fight for position. Meanwhile, Mikonanz sucked in his cock, finding herself addicted to the chemicals that were Gisben's cum. As the debauchery went on between his legs, Gisben ignored them, focusing totality on his ballerina, only noting that their debasement added to the performance in the duality.

As upon the stage was the picture of skill and grace dazzling him with each step she took. While beneath him was the squeeling of her lessers as they debased themselves beneath his cock, showing him what animals they were. Truly, the acts of those below added such a sweet contrast to his perfect creations performance. These were few thoughts to the female gangers whose minds he was breaking with the power of a pleasure high bestowed upon his cock and bowels. No, he was far too enraptured by the performance of his ballerina to care about them.

After about an hour and a half, the performance of his ballerina ended, and Gisben clapped and cheered with enthusiasm to show his appreciation of his creation performance. Though as he did, he finally let out his load upon the lessers below him, who, upon being hit with his now strange lavender-colored seed, were immediately hit with a pleasureble high far beyond anything their decades of experience had shown them was even possible.

The female gangers were sent off to a dreamland of hallucination and ecstasy, but just before their leader, Mikonanz, who had actually swallowed some of the cum instead of being covered like the rest, was sent off, she heard the voice one last time. "I see you have enjoyed the gift I've given you. My hunchbac is showing he is the best once again. On a second though, I do hope you enjoyed the changes that came with it." The voice said with one final mad cackle before Mikonanz's vision faded to black and she could hear no more.