Forgotten Hero

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The world outside of these walls no longer exists to you. Your life out there has become foreign from the indeterminate number of weeks that you’ve been down here struggling to hold onto your wits. Deviant monsters who want nothing more than to your prone body lurk down every hall, and there is a constant test of faithfulness to your wife, who awaits your return back home.

A red-hued imp spoke of magical abilities to sway the passion and desire of others in your favor as he passed through your hamlet. Spells could convince royalty that you're deserving of their fortune; maidens could be down your cock and gargling your balls in the snap of a finger. But, most importantly, you could secure a spot in your wife's distant, cold heart. While he explained the gambit, his eyes were locked on her and your daughters with a lustful gaze that should have drawn your suspicion. But you know deep down that they would never stray from you, right?

Before this, your home life consisted of working odd jobs that barely brought in enough to make ends meet. When you heard of treasures that other adventurers were too cautious about seeking, your ears immediately perked up, even if you had an underlying wariness about the source of this information. It's too good to be true, you thought, but what other choice did you have to show your wife and daughters that you're worthy of their affection?

You've seen the way your wife eyes the more successful men in your village with a lingering gaze on their firm muscles and tight-fitting clothing. You've heard the longing and flirtatious tone in her voice as she holds casual conversations that pervert into hushed giggles and whispers without a care that you're in earshot. You get the feeling that she's making fun of your inadequacies, but that's why you have to prove yourself to her. Show her you're the man that she's always dreamed of being with instead of feeling like she settled for someone lesser.

Your daughters are no different. There are three of them in total, and they took after their mother far more than you. Thank the gods for that because they are nothing short of divine. Bossoms that pop out of their dresses, hips that flare the hems of their skirts to the stitching, and plump, unblemished thighs that you've caught short glimpses of while they change. Yes, you're their father, but you're also a man with a penchant for beautiful women.

Now that they've blossomed into womanhood, you've listened to the local boys sneak in and out of your home to bed them. You've heard their muffled whimpers trying to keep themselves quiet as if you wouldn't be able to hear the sound of slapping bodies from the next room over. Nevertheless, your wife is always asleep when that happens, so they must think you are too. Little do your daughters know that when their lovers are claiming them, you've got your dick firmly in your palm, jacking it at speed just fast enough to feel good but not so much as to disturb your wife. After all, if she ever caught you like this, you'd suffer the consequences. By the end of the night, you would always be coated in a thick layer of your own shameful mess while imagining what it must feel like to be buried inside of each of your daughters' swollen, slick pussy folds while they oozed out another man's seed. What would they think if they found out their own father was eagerly looking forward to every night that they'd have a "special guest" over?

It was a miracle that you landed your gorgeous wife and tantalizing daughters, but by now, they've seen how average you are. You're not the most handsome, nor are you packing much downstairs. Even with the enthusiastic little sounds that your wife makes on the rare once-or-twice-a-month occasion that you DO get to make her your woman, the silence and boredom that follows speak volumes about your subpar performance.

However, she did give you three children even though she's made it clear that there will not be a fourth. She always orders you to pull out every time you've given her all you can, right before you spend your load on her motherly tits and rub your dribbling slit against both pink, puffy milk ducts. She spreads her legs, and you know to lower your head between her thighs to clean up any stray deposits you may have spurted out in your excitement. Your tongue digs deep into her sweet, savory cunt while you lap out your own fresh pre like the obedient husband you are to avoid knocking up your beloved wife.

That is all in the past, though. You've been in the dungeon for a good while. Has it been a few weeks or months? You can't tell. Everything down here is testing the strength of your vows, too. There are seductive fey-women that can enchant you to fall under their spell in just one look, as well as hulking minotaurs who have a testosterone-laced musk that you can't help but fall victim to. Even simple hounds that must've wandered in and gotten trapped inside, then transformed by the innate magic of this place, are formidable foes.

You owe it to your family to retrieve the magical artifact that could change all of your lives forever. Defy the challenges that lay ahead or be twisted into your true calling as a sex-addicted toy for others to . Prove to the world that you're a man deserving of adoration or be the one adoring other men's cocks as they slather globs of virile cum over your lips or across your gaped pleasure ring. Your wife and daughters are counting on you.