Nowhere near enough armour

It takes several minutes of walking through darkness before you see the first torch flickering in the distance. Zigrag's dungeon may not be as well-staffed or well-maintained as yours, but he certainly hasn't skimped in the size department. The three of you crouch low once again and stick to the shadows. The barred door in front of you is flanked by two skeletons who stand unflinching, weapons held high.

"... Okay, then I want both of your friends to join in as well." A nasal male voice drifts down the corridor.

"You already know the answer to that. Look, are you going to get us out of here or not?" The second voice is sultry and clearly feminine.

"Look, at least have them show me their tits, maybe let me cop a feel, while you do your thing."

"Don't push your luck, dude. Now hurry up, will you? That lock isn't getting any more open."

The skeletons don't seem to react to the dialogue, continuing their eternal vigilance. Your companions loose two arrows at the first undead creature, and it crumbles into a pile of bones as the blue and green light strikes it. The second starts to run as fast as it can, but two more arrows and a firebolt finish it off.

"Fine, slut, we'll do it your way. Why aren't you on your knees already?" The two continue arguing, seemingly oblivious to the destruction of their guards.

"How complicated can this get, man? You spring us from this cell, I suck you off. Now, if you look carefully, you might notice that we are not currently sprung from this cell."

"And if I spring you from this cell, who's to say you won't just leave?"

"If I go down on you now, who's to say you can actually walk the walk and not just talk the talk?" The retort is followed by a brief pause. "Say, where did the skeletons go? Weren't they there a minute ago? Clock might be ticking, dude. I can't imagine they'll keep us in here forever, and I don't want to meet whoever they want off to fetch. Now's our best chance to escape, and your best chance to get some head."

You sneak along the walls and peek inside. The dingy cell contains four adventurers. A young human rogue, maybe 19 or 20, is face to face with an elven magus, a sort of fighter-mage hybrid class which is similar to a warlock. Two other elves, a warrior and a cleric, are sitting on the ground and glaring at the rogue. The warrior's dark purple curls cascade over her chest piece, a thick plate of ornamental steel which ends halfway down her breasts to leave an obscene amount of underboob and a bare, dark stomach with a pierced belly button. Her lower body is guarded, if you can call it that, by two plates on the outside of her thighs and tiny plate-mail panties held on by a glistening white string. Her counterpart, the cleric, wears a thin, white shoulder-less dress which seems to hang off her nipples, promising delights if it slips even slightly. Her stomach is just as bare as her friend's and the shape of the dress tells you her back is bared as well. The fabric provides a beautiful contrast to her long, straight black hair. Her bare right leg emerges from a long slit in the side, going far enough up to make you guess she's wearing nothing underneath.

Skimpy though their two outfits are, they're nothing compared to what you can make out from the magus's rear, and oh, make out her rear you can. A set of metal leaves just barely conceal her anus and lead down to her other hole, no strap or other indication of how the undergarment is held up visible from where you're standing. The back of her top seems to consist of metal woven to look like strands of grass, less than a centimetre thick and weaving around her sides. From the one breast you just barely make out the side of, the metal seems to change to leaves which climb up and down the mound. Her back is covered by straight, silver hair, the tips of which hang just above her round ass.

The magus's left hand sits against her side, her hip thrust into it leaving her whole body in a slight sideways V shape. The other grips the modest and erect dick of the rogue, her fingers perfectly still.

"Look dude, I've already given you a preview. Now hurry up: I have better things to do than hang around in a cell with some teen who has delusions of grandeur." She gives him one, slow stroke, eliciting a long moan.

"And I have better things to get conned by some slut who doesn't put out. You told me your terms, but I've told you mine." The rogue stands firm, doing his best to look imposing but instead just looking like he's trying to hold in a dump.

Well, enough wasting time and ogling adventurer ass, however hot it might be. You came here to free the adventurers so that they can give you a hand. Or maybe a head, in her case: despite your mission you can't help but stiffen at the scene in front of you. You fish out a key from the pile of bones next to you and the cell unlocks with a click. Four sets of surprised eyes look your way, giving you an excellent view of the rest of the ringleader's armour. Her steel leaf bikini covers her pussy and two sets of leaves go up each side of the vee between her legs, ending just where her lower pelvis meets her leg on each side with still no indication of how it's defying gravity. More steel leaves wrap halfway above and below each of her mounds, thin strands of iron grass connecting them to gems set over her nipples in the shape of yellow flowers. A taut silver chain between the two flowers is all that holds the scandalous top together, and her C-cup breasts look as if they might break free at any moment. Her small, heart shaped face frames black lips, a small nose and green eyes, with long silver bangs cut in a straight line covering most of her forehead.

"Looks like time's up, kid. Hope you like your hand." She lets go of the rogue's dick and struts over to you, her hips swaying as she does. "Got a minute, stud? Girl's gotta keep her promises, and I want to let this idiot see just what he missed out on." Celestina and Ari stride into the room behind you to see what the commotion is about, and the woman freezes. "Oh, you already taken? Damn shame."

Celestina blushes, while Ari reaches to your groin and fishes out your firm cock in response. "Woman after my own heart." The elf resumes strutting over and you reach out to cop a feel, which she promptly swats away. "Watch your hands. No touching." With that, she sinks to her knees and you close your eyes as you feel her warm, wet tongue slide its way up your stiff length.

"Say, girls, I'm a bit outnumbered here. Mind giving me a hand? You mind?" She looks up at you and gives you another lick. You shake your head no. "Good, I can't stand selfish men." Another lick. "Where you at, ladies? Sandy, Becca, get your cute little butts over here! Don't tell me you think these beauties are below your league, because from where I'm standing we're the lucky ones." With exaggerated eye rolls, the two other elven women push themselves to their feet and walk over. Ari sits down and spreads her legs and Becca, the raven-haired cleric, dives right in.

Celestina looks a bit more uncertain and tenses up as the warrior approaches her. "I really don't have that much more time. Can we really afford to—ooh, that's nice." She melts as Sandy slides her fingers into your companion's pants and starts gently kissing the place where her neck meets her shoulder. "Okay, maybe we can spare just a few minutes."

You feel soft flesh embrace your cock and look down to see the magus has slid her breasts around your member, her bikini top—if it even qualifies as that—holding them together as she pumps her cleavage over you. Wet slapping and a nasal groan announces the rogue has started to masturbate at the sight, and not really into watching that you look over to see the warrior has guided your adventurer companion to the floor and has gotten her out of her pants. Sandra's skilled tongue works its way up and down the ranger's cleft and her thighs squirm at the relentless teasing. Ari, meanwhile, has her fingers wrapped in her attendant's dark purple hair as she thrusts her hips against the tongue buried deep in her snatch.

It takes all of your self-restraint to not grab the melons currently working your shaft, but somehow you manage to simply stand and her magical breasts repeatedly perform a vanishing act on the tip of your cock. "Watch this," she smirks, and bends her head down. The next time your cock shoots up, her eager tongue gives it a slight lick. You thrust up again, and this time she gives it a quick kiss. On the third thrust you manage to push just slightly into her mouth, and the sudden sensation causes you to lose control, unleashing a batch of fresh cream directly into her mouth. She holds herself still and forms a seal around your tip, drinking every last drop before pulling away with a wet smack. Job done, she stands up and gives your cheek a sultry kiss while one dainty hand hand still grips your length. "Couldn't take it any longer, eh? That's a shame, we didn't even get to the best part." You motion down with your eyes and she squeezes your dick with her hand. "Oh? Oh-ho. Well, since you asked so nicely..." with that, you follow her head as she drops back down into a squat, this time taking your head into her mouth and swirling her tongue around. You place a hand in her hair and she gives it a sharp swat, so you pull back and lean against the wall as you enjoy her ministrations.

The wet smacking grows louder, and you look up to see the rogue is now jerking himself off just next to you. Great. "Hey, slut, could you at least use your hand?" He reaches down to grab her free hand, but she raises her middle finger and he scowls and steps back. Not one to give up so easily, he turns and walks over to Celestina, pushing his dick right in front of her face. "Hey, baby, your mouth isn't do anything. Let's fix that." She regains her composure long enough to give him a withering glare. Undeterred, he starts to move his hips forward, then suddenly groans and freezes, your sharp tail and Ari's sword both lodged in his back. He vanishes a moment later, and you feel the adventurer between your legs give a little 'eep' as your member grows and lengthens in her mouth. She looks up to see your daemonic horns and sharp tail, then looks over to see Ari's more feminine versions thereof. She pauses for a moment then, seeing as you haven't done anything, shrugs and goes back to attending to you.

Celestina's renewed moans are cut off when the adventurer on top of her slides up her body and claims her lips, her fingers moving in and out of the ranger's wet crevice. Ari, meanwhile, shudders, moans, and then goes limp as an orgasm wracks her body. Rebecca, the adventurer who just finished eating her out, stands and wipes her mouth then crosses her arms and leans against the wall while she waits for her companions to finish. You try to will her nipples out from their silken trappings while your own elf slowly works your cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, but alas, you have no psionic powers to speak of and the hard nubs remain concealed. A moment later a muffled scream breaks out beside you to announce the warrior standing up as well, her job finished. She leaves the panting and satisfied Celestina in a heap on the floor and goes over to join her friend, idly chatting about the ringleader's technique as if it's the most normal scene in the world. You finally can't hold yourself back any longer and release another load of semen into the warm hole wrapped around you, and once you shoot your last jet she opens her mouth to show you your present before closing her mouth and swallowing.

She looks down to see your member is still as stiff as ever, but smirks and pushes herself to her feet. "Monsters, eh? That's new. Well, looks like you have some perks. 'Fraid I won't be able to help you with that any more: I want to get out of here sometime this week, after all. So anyways, why did you release us? Some sort of infighting?"

"It's not really infighting: we aren't from around here. We figured we'd release all the adventurers they have locked up and ask you guys to help us trash the place. You down?"

"Sure, I guess we have no other plans for the day. Just make sure you save a hit or two on the boss for us: apparently that's part of my escape quest." The other two nod. "So, stud, you have a name or should I just call you 'monster'?"

"Azazel. Boss of a tower an hour or so from here. Feel free to drop by if you want me to return the favour."

"Lucia. Maybe I'll do that." She blows you a kiss. "Now, why don't you go free the other people here so that we can ruin some goblins' day?" You nod and turn to leave, but a delicate hand grabs your shoulder and another grabs your shaft. You turn and Lucia pulls you towards her with surprising ****, squishing her barely-armoured bosom into your chest and bringing her lips to your ear. She gives it a lick and then says, "don't let my friends' silence fool you. Don't tell them I told you, but I can recognize a needy slut when I see one and both of them are terminal cases." The stage whisper is clearly audible to everyone in the room and the two other elves blush, and once they realize the jig is up they smirk and push their breasts together while holding their pinkies against their lips.

"See you around. Look us up in Broadbridge or something if you swing by that way. Wouldn't want us to meet some other hunk and get swept off our feet. Anyways, we'll wait in the tunnel." With that, three delicious asses sway out of the room, and you're mesmerized as you watch them go.

Two pairs of breasts press into your sides as your companions return to their feet. "Say, I think they'd fit right in, don't you? Maybe we can give Zal some more help."

"Where were these adventurers when I was an imp? Being a monster would've been a lot more fun."

"Probably chasing some dick twenty levels higher than you were at the time, if I know their type." You scowl a bit. "Hey, why complain? Now you're the one who's twenty levels up." She gives your length a squeeze and you smirk at the thought. She's right: why get yourself so worked up over a quick fling? Worst case there are plenty more like them out there, just waiting to be found.

"Anyways, let's worry about staffing later. Get dressed and glamoured up already: we need to get moving. Clock is ticking." You nod and feel your body shrink as you shift back into your human appearance, and Ari's horns and tail sink into her body as well. A half hour of killing skeletons and unlocking cages later, the three of you have assembled a small army of adventurers eager to do the one thing that brings every adventurer together: complete quests and get loot.