Wander off alone

Alice’s boots squelched softly against the caramel tiles as she slipped away from camp, sword at her hip. The peppermint trees creaked faintly in the dungeon wind, shadows stretching long across the gumdrop hills.

(One more slime. That’s all I need. Ten out of ten, level up, and then I can stop feeling like the universe’s punchline.)

She pushed deeper, away from the fire’s glow. The air grew thicker here, sugar cloying on her tongue until every breath felt sticky. That was when she saw it.

Frozen in the middle of the path stood Jen from the Company of the Coin. The adventurer’s body had been completely encased in glossy chocolate. Her face was locked in an expression of ecstasy, mouth parted, eyes wide, every nerve trapped at its peak. Her hands clawed at the caramel ground, yet her body glistened like a sculpture, trembling faintly in the dim mana-light.

Alice’s throat went dry.

(Oh, shit. That’s Jen. She didn’t even make it out. She’s… she’s still in there. Aware. Stuck like that forever.)

Her pulse quickened, heat crawling up her neck despite herself. She couldn’t look away.

Alice's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she approached Jen's chocolate statue. Despite her initial shock, a forbidden curiosity began to take hold. She gently touched the chocolate surface, finding it smooth and supple. Jen's preserved expression of ecstasy seemed to call to her. Giving in to temptation, Alice began to explore the statue more intimately.

She carefully peeled off her clothing, revealing more of the flawless milk chocolate underneath. Every curve had been perfectly preserved. Her fingertips brushed against Jen's rigid nipples, still standing erect even in her transformed state. Alice felt an undeniable warmth building within her own body.

"I shouldn't...but I can't resist," Alice murmured to herself. She spread Jen's legs apart and gingerly touched her coco mound. It still had exquisite detail, exactly mirroring the real thing. Alice slowly inserted a finger. The warmth and tightness surprised her.

Alice could no longer resist the temptation of Jen's coco cunt. Lost in lust she roughly grabbed her cock and pressed her hips aggressively into the warm, supple cunt. The initial contact alone sent an electric wave of intense pleasure jolting through Alice. The sensation was overwhelmingly, unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her moans quickly escalated as she rocked back and forth, grinding her cock against Jen's silky smooth chocolate cunt.

"Fuck... oh fuck!" Alice panted, overwhelmed by the growing pressure inside her. She spread Jen's thighs even wider, exposing her dripping chocolate cunt fully.

**** for more, Alice teased the tip of her cock along the slit, Alice thrust deep into Jen's tight core in one swift motion. Stars exploded behind Alice's eyes as the snug chocolate walls gripped her shaft like a vice.

She began pounding furiously, lost to the friction and squelching sounds filling the air. Alice's breathing turned ragged as she fiercely slammed her hips, feeling every ripple and curve of Jen's perfect chocolate pussy.

"Unhh... Jen... your pussy feels so fucking good!" Alice groaned loudly, wantonly bouncing her ass as she rammed mercilessly into Jen.

Alice couldn't believe how real Jen's chocolate pussy felt clasping her cock. Even transformed, the warmth, tightness and slickness perfection. She thrust frantically, lost in a haze of pure, unbridled bliss.

"Fuuuck, yesss!" Alice keened, rolling her hips to feel every inch of molten chocolate heaven. She watched in rapture as her cock disappeared over and over into Jen's glistening brown folds, emerging coated in sweet, sticky syrup.

The erotic squelching grew louder as Alice pounded the chocolate figure's pussy with abandon. She felt the pressure building rapidly towards a second climax.

"Unh! Unhh! Unghh! Your cunt... so... fucking... good!" Alice grunted, punctuating each word with a brutal thrust of her hips. Jen's coco cunt gripped and rippled along Alice's length. She was in heaven.

Alice's moans took on a ****, needy edge. Her bouncing ass cheeks clapped lewdly as she wantonly impaled herself again and again onto Jen's delectable, transformed cunt.

"Fuck! I'm gonna... gonna cum!" Alice warned breathily, her voice ragged. Stars burst behind her vision.

With a few deep, forceful thrusts, Alice tumbled over the edge pure ecstasy tore from her throat as she erupted inside Jen's chocolate pussy. Rope after rope of cum painted the insides of jens coco cunt with her cream filling.

Alice's thrusts stuttered and slowed as she rode out the waves of her intense orgasm. She felt her jizz ooze and dribble out around her still-buried cock. The sight of her cream filling and overflowing Jen's chocolate hole sent post nut shivers down her spine for a few minutes, Alice remained locked with Jen, savoring the sensation .

Alice extracted herself from Jen, feeling both satisfied and unsettled. The evidence of their forbidden fuck oozed from Jen's chocolate cunt in the form of the cream pie Alice had left behind. As she turned away, a sudden movement caught her eye.

Before she could react, a mass of warm, gooey chocolate slime launched itself at her back, knocking her to the caramel ground. The viscous ooze quickly engulfed her, pinning her arms to her sides and gluing her legs together.

Panic set in as the slime began to harden around her. She could feel it compressing, solidifying, petrifying her flesh inch by inch. It started at her extremities, her fingers and toes losing all sensation. The paralysis crept up her limbs, sealing them in a glossy chocolate shell.

Alice thrashed helplessly as the tide of chocolate reached her abdomen and chest, crushing the breath out of her. In mere moments it encased her neck and head, leaving only her face exposed. Throughout it all, she could do nothing but watch in horrified fascination as the chocolate shell formed around her, transforming her into a living statue.

Her struggles gradually stilled as the change overtook her. The warmth of the chocolate cocoon no longer felt menacing, but rather comforting, Pleasure radiated from every inch of her ensconced body, suffusing her with indescribable bliss. Her expression shifted from terror to rapture, mirroring that of Jen statue beside her.

As the transformation completed, Alice stood frozen, locked in eternal ecstasy alongside her fellow adventurer. Both of their bodies had been perfectly preserved, every detail captured in rich, glossy chocolate. Their faces were masks of pure euphoria, eyes wide and mouths parted in never ending climax.

To Alice's horror, she found that her mind was still fully conscious

[Status Alert: Condition Change]

State: Chocolatized (Irreversible)

Your body has been fully Transformed into enchanted chocolate.

Physical form preserved in a state of permanent arousal.

All motor functions immobilized.

Sensory input intensified tenfold.

Consciousness: 100% intact. Congratulations, you’re dessert!

Warning: Without powerful external intervention (Tier 4 or higher Restoration Magic, which you don’t have and can’t afford), this condition is permanent. Yes, permanent. No backsies.

Additional Effects:

Pleasure feedback loop is infinite and unending.

Your new glossy body is delicious and highly marketable.

Adventurers and collectors alike might harvest pieces of you for “stat boosts.” hope they’ll still leave enough of you conscious to enjoy every second.

Dice’s Note:

“Well, well, well… I leave you alone for one night, and what do you do? Sneak off, hump a chocolate statue, and then get slimed like a rookie in a hentai parody. I must say, your commitment to bad decisions is inspiring. Truly, Bon appétit, sweet Alice.”

Morning or whatever counted as morning in a candy dungeon The peppermint trees rustled faintly, and the caramel ground oozed with a slow, bubbling heat.

Alice couldn’t move. Couldn’t even twitch. She stood frozen, a glossy statue of chocolate perfection, her face locked in an expression she couldn’t control. Only her mind was awake, screaming beneath the eternal rapture.

(Still here. Still stuck. Still… oh god, it hasn’t stopped. Dice wasn’t joking. I’m living dessert with a front row seat to my own humiliation.)

The sound of humming reached her ears, light, cheerful, and absolutely out of place. Jolie.

The healer strolled into view, her blonde hair shining under the mana lights, pink hoodie hanging loose. She stretched, yawned, and then stopped when she saw Alice. Her sharp blue eyes widened… before narrowing with mischief.

“Well, well, well. What have we here?” Jolie’s grin spread, her slightly pointed canines catching the glow. She sauntered up, circling Alice’s chocolate form with exaggerated curiosity. “Newbie couldn’t wait, huh? Went off on her own, and look where it got her. Sweetened up for breakfast.”

(Oh god, no. Anyone but her. Please don’t)

Jolie tapped a chocolate-slicked finger against Alice’s cheek, giggling. “You’re gorgeous like this, you know. Shiny, smooth, perfect curves. It’s almost unfair.” She leaned close, her breath warm against Alice’s ear. “And you’re still in there, aren’t you? Poor thing.”

(Yes! I’m still here! You’re a healer fix me! Please, just)

Alice’s **** thoughts only made Jolie’s smile widen. She tilted her head, mock serious. “Oh, I could heal you. Break the shell, restore your body. But…” She trailed off, eyes glinting with teasing malice. “Where’s the fun in that? You look so pretty like this. And besides…”

Jolie's eyes widened in surprise as she noticed something unusual about Alice's chocolate form. "Well, well, well..." she murmured, a grin spreading across her face. "What do we have here?" She leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting over Alice's frozen form.

To Alice's mortification, Jolie sank gracefully to her knees on the ground, hands running over the smooth contours of Alice's body. She took her time, caressing and exploring every curve until she found what she was looking for. With a wicked giggle, Jolie leaned in and began lapping at the chocolate cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip in slow, sensual circles.

Alice couldn't move or react, paralyzed in place, but she felt every single lick and suck as if it were on her real flesh. It was ****, exquisite and terrible all at once. Jolie alternated between long, sensual licks up the shaft, feeling it slowly melting away under the heat of her talented tongue, and deep, sucking pulls on the head, hollowing her cheeks with the intensity of the suction.

The healer lavished attention on every inch of the chocolate dick, demonstrating impressive skill and focus, almost worshipping it with her mouth. Her enthusiasm and gusto for the task was rather shocking, but she didn't let up for even a second.

She didn't stop, not for breath or respite, taking Alice's cock into her mouth over and over, evacuating her throat and greedily tasting the rich sweetness of the chocolate. Alice, still trapped in her own mind, was utterly helpless, **** to experience the overwhelming intensity of the blowjob as it seemed to stretch on for a literal eternity. It was too much, far far too much, every nerve singing, every sensation amplified a thousand fold.

Only once the last of the chocolate had finally melted away, revealing her newly smooth mound her cock completely gone., did Jolie finally, reluctantly pull back. She looked up at Alice, lips glistening, satisfaction glinting in her eyes. "Delicious," she practically purred, licking the remnants of the sweetness off her lips.

Alice’s mind reeled, trapped between humiliation, rage, and the endless pleasure pulsing through her body.

(She’s not going to heal me. She has no intention. I’m stuck. Oh fuck, I’m really stuck.)

Jolie straightened, smirk never leaving her lips. “Don’t worry, sweet Alice. I’ll keep your secret. i'll go get the others.” With a wink, she blew her a kiss and sauntered back toward camp, leaving Alice trembling silently in her candied prison.

[Status Alert: Condition Change]

Body Update:

Genital organ removed: [Phallic Attribute Deleted Permanently]

Recovery: Impossible without Tier 5 divine intervention (lol, good luck finding one of those).

Permanent Transfer:

Attribute siphoned: +5 Magical Strength, +3 Magical Control.

Recipient: Jolie, of Lionheart.

Note: Attribute siphons occur when part of your chocolified body is consumed. This is permanent, irreversible, and totally hilarious (for me).

Dice’s Note:

“Oh, bravo, Alice! You really outdid yourself this time. You’ve been literally eaten by your teammate and she gets stronger while you get… smoother. Delicious irony, don’t you think? You’ve officially become the team snack. I’m so proud.”

Alice’s vision still be locked in that paralyzed, chocolatey perspective, **** to read every line as if it had been tattooed onto the inside of her skull.

(Oh no… no no no. She actually took it.)

Alice’s vision swam as Jolie returned, this time with the rest of Lionheart in tow. Leo strolled in first, cape dragging faint sparks across the licorice floor, followed by Yamaba, whose flat gaze never wavered from Alice’s statue form.

Jolie kept up her bubbly energy, but Alice could see it the flicker of worry beneath the smirk, the way her hands fidgeted as she gestured toward the glossy figure Alice had become.

“See? I told you she was sweet, but not this sweet,” Jolie said, voice lilting with mischief. She leaned close, brushing a fingertip across Alice’s shoulder. “She’s still in there. I can feel it.”

(Yes! Yes, I’m here! Finally, someone’s going to fix this-)

Leo arched a golden brow, smirk curling. “Can’t you heal her, Jolie? Isn’t that what you’re here for?”

Jolie’s lips pressed together, her playful grin faltering. She sighed and shrugged, twirling a lock of blonde hair around her finger. “I’m… not strong enough. This is high-tier cursework. I can patch wounds, refill mana, make sure you don’t bleed out in the field - but undoing this?” She shook her head. “That’s way out of my league.”

The words slammed into Alice harder than any slime.

(Wait. No. She’s serious? She can’t fix me?)

Leo stepped forward, inspecting Alice’s body like a craftsman appraising raw material. Sparks flickered in his hair as he tapped her hardened arm, listening to the dull thrum of chocolate.

“Well then,” he said at last, voice dripping with theatrical finality, “if she’s useless like this, we sell her back to the guild. Inspira pays good coin. Besides-” His grin sharpened. “-disassembly is clean. Doesn’t hurt.”

Alice’s mind screamed.

(He’s not serious. He’s not oh god, he’s serious.)

Yamaba said nothing, her expression unreadable. Only the faint flare of her spirit flames suggested she was even paying attention.

Leo drew a core capsule from his belt and cracked it open with a snap. The hum of containment magic filled the air as he pressed it against Alice’s side. With a sound like breaking glass, her right arm popped free in a swirl of mana and was pulled into the capsule.

Alice braced for agony. But there was none. Only a strange, hollow sensation, as though her arm still existed, still felt, but no longer belonged to her body.

(Oh god. He’s trimming me like a tree. Just peeling me apart piece by piece- and I can still feel everything.)

Her left arm vanished next, then her legs, each dissolving into shimmering fragments before being stored away. Leo worked efficiently, humming faintly, while Jolie looked on with a conflicted smile concern hidden under her flirtatious mask.

“Don’t worry, sweet Alice,” she murmured, crouching near what remained of her. “You’re still beautiful. Even in pieces.”

Alice’s face burned with helpless humiliation.

(I’m not an adventurer anymore. I’m inventory. Property. Oh god, Dice must be laughing his ass off right now.)

Only her torso and head remained, gleaming in the dungeon’s sugary light as what was left of her was encased into the last capsule.

Leo snapped the capsule shut with a grin. “Good haul. The guild will pay handsomely for living chocolate.”