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Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Hours later, I extracted myself from the bliss of the wildhound sisters. I had to improve my dungeon. I had to build it better. I could also incorporate darkness into the dungeon. I could use it to hide objects or to make entire rooms light-less and impossible to see through unless you had normal magic.

I grabbed the crystal and went to work on creating the place. I expanded the opening labyrinth. I added more twists, turns and false paths. Even false rooms to blunder into that led further away from my throne room and the Void Crystal.

I placed the will o’ wisps and wildhounds in these areas. A few of them in the labyrinth where they could ambush adventurers and work together using their different abilities. In one dead-end room, I put a small squad of monster girls.

I created a trap room that I smothered in darkness and left gaping pits in the floor for those who didn’t have magical means. Deep pit traps with spikes at the bottom. I kept the lightning column room to zap the intruders but concealed the door that led from it to my throne room in a darkness-made illusion. Then I put two other doors in the room. One that led to a fake treasure room, with a gauntlet of pit traps on the way, and the other into another little labyrinth that led nowhere but had a few lightning traps in it.

I put a guard room before my throne room that would be Usiku’s. She had her own bedroom off of there. She would be the last line of defense. If need be, she could fall back to my throne room where Garnet, Lana, and I would make our stand. The monster girls were all happy being in the dungeon, just hanging out. They were supposed to be guard monsters, so spending endless hours doing nothing was easy for them.

I envied them. I couldn’t do that.

“Very nice,” said Souleen. “Shame you didn’t run into another Mana River to expand your level of magic, but, still, it’s nice coverage. You used almost all your pool. We need to get you more.”

“I’m not going to go and attack other dungeon builders,” I said.

She smiled at me. “You’re a good man, Lord Leo. I’m glad you were chosen.”

“Wish I knew by who,” I said.

I felt tired. I headed back into my bedroom. From the living room, I smelled cooking. I went past it to find that both Lana and Garnet were in the kitchen making me dinner. I was the only one in the entire dungeon who had to eat.

It was strange having Garnet and Lana both watching me eat the stew they made. They had softened the salted beef I’d bought in the village. I ate it, squirming there as they waited to hear my reaction.

“Delicious,” I said. “Lana, Garnet, you two worked miracles.”

“I knew you’d love it, big bro!” squealed Garnet, her wings flapping behind her.

“I had to learn cooking for this role,” said Lana. “I worked in a one-star Michelin kitchen for a week. It was harrying. That chef was so mean. I barely did anything right, but I guess enough of it stayed. I’m glad you love it.”

“Yes, I do,” I said, smiling at them both.

It had been a long, long day. I was glad to crawl into bed beside my sister and Lana. I was too tired to have sex. They just cuddled up to me and I drifted off into sleep. The nightmares chased me all night long. I was blind and I could hear Lana screaming. Every time I woke up, I was gasping.

Then I felt my two women around me.

I would drift back into sleep.

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Garnet woke up feeling refreshed.

The naughty succubus smiled at the sight of her big brother sleeping on his back, the silver-skinned Lana Fulmine pressed up against him. Garnet knew how much of a fanboy he was for the movie starlet.

I’m so glad you brought her here, Garnet thought, but you should have brought me first. I would have made such a cute and adorable lightning sprite. Her wings twitched and her tail swished back and forth. Of course, I’m even cuter and more adorable as a succubus. And so much naughtier.

She could feel the increased sexuality that she now possessed. She knew all these ways to make men hard and women wet. Touches. Looks. Whispers. A subtle stirring of shadows to bewitch them. It made her pussy ache with the things she wanted to do. She licked her lips and stared at him. He had a fit body. His face looked so peaceful while he slept.

She pulled back the sheets enough to spot that her big brother had a hardon. She giggled softly. “Someone has morning wood! Kweh, heh, heh”

She remembered teasing him about that growing up. How he had blushed. Now… Now she salivated. The old her had loved Leo, ached for him, but had been scared by her incestuous feelings for him. That had been the virginal and pure her. She was a succubus. A being of naughty lusts and forbidden desires.

She grabbed his cock, her devil-wings fluttering. She stroked his cock, loving the taboo delight of holding him. She leaned her head down, her black hair, gathered in her pigtails, spilling down around his thighs. Lana and he still slept.

But not for long.

You’re going to spurt all that yummy cum into my mouth, big bro, thought Garnet.

She licked the tip of his cock, savoring the way he twitched in her hand. She stared up his body and then swirled her tongue around his dick again. She caressed that pink and spongy crown. Her hand lightly stroked him, coaxing out that wonderful precum.

The salty treat bubbled out of the tip of his cock. She squealed in delight, her devil-tail swishing back and forth. Pussy cream ran down her thighs. The spicy scent of her musk filled her nose. She loved it as she sucked hard on her big brother’s cock.

Leo groaned. His handsome face twisted.

She giggled, so eager for him to wake up. I’ll do this every morning for my sexy brother. He’s just so hot.

She slid her mouth over his cock and sucked with hunger. She nursed on him. He groaned, his face twisting with the delight of her wicked mouth. The incestuous thrill of blowing her brother rushed through her. Her tail swished back and forth as she nursed on him.

She loved sucking on his cock. It made her feel so happy to love her brother. He groaned, his face contorting. His eyes blinked open as she nursed on him. She swirled her tongue around his cock and then popped her mouth off.

“Good morning, big bro!” she said brightly.

“Garnet?” he groaned, sounding groggy. “What are you doing…?” He blinked. “Right, right.”

“Forgot where we are?” she asked while Lana Fulmine stirred awake, too.

“Yeah.”

“Mmm, we’re in a magical place where I can do… THIS!”

Garnet engulfed his cock with her hungry mouth. The naughty succubus sucked on her brother’s dick with such hunger. Her wings fluttered. Her pussy clenched as she loved the feel of his cock in her mouth. It was such a naughty, naughty delight. She wiggled her hips back and forth, humming her delight as she blew him. She loved this. So much. It was just the best thing in the world. She was so happy.

Her hips wiggled back and forth, her wings fluttering. She would just suck and suck and suck on his cock until all his yummy cum fired into her mouth. He groaned while Lana sat up, her round breasts jiggling. Her golden hair crackled.

“What a naughty little sister you have,” purred Lana, She slid her hand over his chest, idly curling a hair around her digit.

“Yes, she is,” Leo said, sounding so happy. “Damn, Garnet, that’s such a treat.”

She was so happy to give him this treat. She sucked and slurped on her big brother’s cock. The salty taste of his precum swelled and swelled in her mouth. He shot a hand down, grabbing a fistful of her hair between her little horns. He gripped her.

She felt his domination over her. She was his. That was such a beautiful thing to Garnet being owned by him. She was so glad that her brother summoned her here. This was so much better than going to school and living in that boring world.

She had powers.

Garnet sucked hard on his cock, the sloppy sounds echoing through the room. Leo groaned, his face contorting with delight. Lana Fulmine snuggled in and rubbed her nose against his. She murmured something and then kissed him on the mouth.

You bagged a movie starlet, big bro, that’s so hot! thought the wicked succubus, her tail swishing back and forth.

She sucked with all her might, cheeks hollowing. She nursed on him with hunger, bobbing her head. He groaned into the kiss with Lana, his hands tightening in her hair. Garnet loved how he did that. It made her feel so wicked and submissive all at the same time.

Her pussy simmered.

His cock twitched in her mouth. Then he broke the kiss with Lana. “Fuck, Garnet!”

Hot cum jetted into her mouth.

Garnet didn’t need food, but she needed cum. Her brother’s salty, incestuous cum flooded her mouth. Best breakfast ever. She groaned, sucking it all down. She reveled in it. She loved every moment of gulping down that yummy delight. She sucked it down with hunger. She nursed on every bit of jizz that he had in his balls.

And more came firing up. More splashed into the back of her mouth. It spilled over her taste buds. She loved it. Such a yummy treat. Her tail twitched behind her, swishing back and forth. He trembled through his orgasm.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” he groaned. “Lana, don’t I have a cute and delicious little sister.”

“Mmm, she is delicious,” Lana moaned. “Save me some of that cum, Garnet.”

Garnet gulped down almost all of it but she felt like sharing. Because it would be hot. She knew how she wanted to do it. She slid her mouth off Leo’s cock and then she slid forward, her lips bulging. Lana sat up, her lightning wings fluttering. She had a gleam in her electric-blue eyes, hungering for that treat.

Winking at her, Garnet grabbed her brother’s still-hard cock and impaled herself down him.

“Holy shit, Garnet!” he groaned as she swallowed every inch of his taboo cock. Her pussy celebrated it. Her wings flapped hard as she moaned her delight. “Damn, you’re a wild one in the morning.”

“She’s a succubus with a mouth full of cum,” Lana moaned. “Mmm, she’s such a naughty thing.”

Oh, yes, I am, thought Garnet, feeling so delicious and wicked right now. She worked her cunt up and down her brother’s cock as Lana leaned in.

Kissed the succubus.

The two monster girls moaned as they kissed each other. Garnet thrust her tongue, coated in all that yummy seed, into the movie starlet’s mouth. They shared it as the succubus’s cunt clenched around her brother’s big dick.

Then she slid up him. She worked her cunt up and down his cock. She held him tight, loving the feel of his dick throbbing in her pussy. She moaned into the kiss with Lana, their tongues sharing that salty cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” groaned Leo. “Garnet, that’s good.”

Lana broke the kiss and purred, “I bet it is.” She straddled Leo’s face. “Does my number one fan want pussy for breakfast.”

Garnet giggled. “Of course he does. It’s the breakfast of champions.”

“That’s Wheaties,” Leo groaned.

“And pussy!” The succubus slammed her cunt down her brother’s cock. “And you’re enjoying two of them this morning.”

“Yes, he is,” Lana moaned, her face twisting. Lightning crackled between the golden strands of her hair.

Garnet loved it. She worked her cunt up and down her brother’s cock. She rode him with such glee, impaling her cunt down his dick and then sliding back up him again. Her cunt gripped him. She held him tight, her pussy squeezing around that wonderful cock.

She loved every inch of his dick filling her up.

She groaned, her back arching. Her pussy gripped his dick. That big and throbbing cock filled her up in such wonderful ways. Her hips danced from side to side, stirring her cunt around his cock. She whimpered and moaned.

“Oh, Leo,” moaned the movie starlet. “Mmm, work that tongue through my cunt.”

“Yes, yes, lick her pussy!” moaned Garnet, her cunt gripping her brother’s cock as she rode up him. “Eat her out! Make her cum! Make me cum!”

“You’re doing pretty good at that on your own,” Leo moaned.

“Because I have my big brother’s big dick in me!”

Garnet slammed down his cock, squeezing her twat around him. She drank in that wonderful friction. Her devil-tail swished behind her while her wings fluttered. The heat of this wondrous moment surged through her. She loved every bit of it. The orgasm built and built in her.

Lana’s boobs bounced and jiggled. Those silver delights attracted Garnet’s attention. Her fingers cupped them, loving the way Lana’s skin tingled. The electric charge had Garnet shivering. Her wings fluttered. She moaned, her pigtails bouncing.

Her moans echoed from the stone walls. They resounded back and forth. Her hips stirred her pussy around his cock. She climbed towards that orgasm, kneading Lana’s breasts as she did. She squeezed those mounds.

“Mmm, you are cute,” Lana said. Her tingling fingers stroked up Garnet’s stomach to her small breasts. She traced digits around the succubus’s nipples. “Just adorable.”

“And you’re so sexy!” moaned Garnet. “You make my big bro so happy.”

“Good,” purred Lana. “That’s all I want. I love him.”

“Me, too,” Garnet said. “I love you, too.”

Lana smiled. Joy surged through Garnet, meeting the bliss building in her hot and naughty pussy. Her cunt drank in the friction of sliding up and down her brother’s big cock. She loved every second of it. She savored that naughty delight, her cunt clenching about his shaft.

Her orgasm built and built. Her wings flapped hard, lifting her cunt up his cock before she plunged back down him. Her pussy drank in the delight of his thick shaft. Her clit smacked into his pubic bone. The succubus moaned.

Shuddered.

Came.

“Big bro!” she squealed.

Pleasure roared through her body. It blazed out of her cunt in a wild cataclysm of ecstasy. Her body bucked, her pussy convulsing around her brother’s dick. She sucked at him, aching for his incestuous seed to flood her depths.

“Fuck!” he growled.

“Oh, is that naughty succubus cumming on your dick, Leo?” Lana asked, her hips grinding her pussy into his mouth.

“Big time,” he groaned.

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Garnet, her fingers digging into Lana’s boobs. “Oh, this is amazing. I love you, big bro!”

Her pussy spasmed harder, writhing around his cock. Her pigtails danced around her shoulders. Lana pinched Garnet’s nipples with tingling fingers, adding more delight to the ecstasy flooding through her.

Her pussy sucked at him, rippling and writhing around that big dick. She groaned, loving every second of this delight. Her body shook. Her breasts jiggled. She whimpered and moaned, her eyes opening so wide.

Then, with a growl, he erupted. “Yes!”

Her brother’s hot cum pumped into her pussy. She gasped, her cunt writhing and spasming around him. She milked him with her naughty cunt. She sucked out all that cum. She groaned, savoring every bit of the pleasure. It rushed through her body. It blazed across her mind. She loved every second of it.

“Oh, fuck,” he growled. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Leo!” Lana moaned, her back arching. Her fingers pinched hard on Garnet’s nipples.

She loved it.

“Drink my juices!” the movie starlet moaned, her lightning wings spreading wide.

“Drink them!” gasped Garnet as her orgasm blazed through her.

She wrung out every drop of cum in her brother’s dick. She smiled in delight, quivering on him. The heat rushed through her body. She trembled there, savoring every moment of it. A big smile crossed her lips.

“Oh, big bro, you pumped all that yummy cum in me,” she moaned. “Ooh, Lana, want to lick—”

The piercing notes of the dungeon alarm resounded through the bedroom.

My heart raced as I burst into my throne room. I was hastily dressed in my gray robes with my silver breastplate over it. I held my spear. Lana and Garnet flanked me, all the bliss of our morning fun forgotten as the alarm echoed around us.

Usiku stood at the top of the map sunk in the room. She frowned.

“What?” I asked the fomorian.

“The enemy hasn’t entered the dungeon yet,” she said. “He’s waiting at the door.”

I stared at the map. There were two red dots in the entrance cave. They were right at the door. Several blue dots, representing the will o’ wisps and wildhounds, waited near the entrance door to pounce on the intruder.

“Are they having trouble opening the door?” I asked, staring at the map. “I mean, it’s locked, right? Are they those ill-equipped adventurers?”

“No idea,” Usiku said. “My previous master’s dungeon was invaded once by an adventuring party, but they had no problem with the door. It’s almost as if they’re… waiting.”

Then one of the red dots flashed bright. It pulsed. “Okay, what’s going on.”

“He wants to communicate with you,” Souleen said. “It’s a dungeon builder.”

I swallowed. “Another one already?”

“I guess so. If you concentrate on the flashes, your minds will connect through the magic of your dungeon.”

I sighed. I guessed I better speak to him. I gripped my lightning spear—I really needed to learn how to use this—and concentrated on the dot. I had been hoping to have some time to gain proficiency in my powers before another dungeon builder or my first adventuring party arrived.

“Hello,” I said. “I am Leo.” Then, feeling foolish, added, “The lord of this dungeon.”

“Leo…” the man said. “Is that your real name, or did you adopt it upon entering this world?”

“Real name,” I said. Why would I adopt a new one? “Who are you?”

“Fuegin,” he said. He had a jovial tone to his voice. “Not my earth name, but one I thought was fitting for this world. For my new role. I would love to come in and have a chat. Meet the newcomer. I hear you defeated that ill-mannered Mthunzi.”

“I did.” Caution gripped me. Then, to Souleen, I asked, “He just wants to talk?”

“Probably. I mean, what other friends to you get as a dungeon builder besides your companions? Make him swear on his Void Crystal.”

I nodded then concentrated on Fuegin. “I would enjoy a conversation, but—”

“I swear by my Void Crystal that I, Fuegin, and my vassal, Amante, shall not harm you or yours. I ask leave to enter your dungeon and be granted safe passage to your presence.”

A nervousness rippled through me. If Souleen said it was okay… “I swear by my Void Crystal that you shall have safe passage to me and be allowed to leave unmolested so long as you do nothing to threaten or harm myself or my vassals.”

“Agreed,” he said.

I glanced down at one of the dots near him. The wildhound Du. “Du, guide him to me.”

“Yes, Lord Leo,” she said excitedly. It was nice to know that I could communicate with my monster girls this way.

I glanced at my two companions and Usiku. “We have a guest coming in. Fuegin. He’s got a monster girl named Amante with him.”

“Pretty name,” Garnet said. “So he’s not coming to fight.”

“He said he won’t, but let’s be ready. We’ll outnumber him two to one.”

My monster girls nodded.

I sat on my throne, Garnet sitting on my armrest in a cute position, reclined back on my shoulder with her arm draped over my neck. Lana and Usiku flanked me, standing ready for any trouble. Usiku could shape weapons of darkness and Lana had her lightning.

What could Garnet do in a fight?

No time to figure that out. Their dots were no longer red, but green. A new color. No longer hostile but not one of my monster girls. Du led Fuegin and Amante through the dungeon unerringly. To my knowledge, the monster girls had never wandered it. I had placed them in their spots via the magic of the Void Crystal. Perhaps they all had a map of the dungeon in their mind.

My stomach tightened as they passed through trap rooms without setting them off. My pledge was controlling the dangers of my dungeon automatically. I hated that he was seeing the layout, though, like the hidden door that led to my throne room. Was this just a way to scout my domain? Should I scramble things up after he left?

He passed down the hallway, through Usiku’s guard post, and then was at the door to my throne room. I straightened. Garnet wiggled about to get more comfortable. I drew in a short breath, preparing myself.

Du pushed the doors open, a great big smile on her lips. She immediately darted to the side and fell onto all fours, her tail wagging happily. Behind her came my two guests. Fuegin and his monster girl, Amante.

I frowned. He had bronze skin. Not like someone with a deep tan, but actual skin that looked bronze with eyes that were glowing bright like coals. How had he made his body look like that? Fire was obviously his element since he had a cape of it burning down his back. He wore a sleeveless, red robe he had tied loosely to show off his muscular chest. He strode with strength and confidence into the room. He had power.

Beside him walked a gorgeous monster girl. A busty woman who looked to be made out of cooled magma, the outer surface black and smooth but fissures of glowing red ran across her curvaceous figure. Her hair was like his cloak, a mane of flames that burned down her back in defiance of gravity. Her eyes had the same glow as his.

“She’s a cherfu, Lord Leo,” Souleen said. “And he has power. More than one glyph, but fire must be his primary one.”

“What a delightful place you have here,” said Fuegin. “It’s basic, but so were my first few incarnations. You have some panache, though. A labyrinth right off the bat. It took me weeks to figure out that trick.”

“Thanks,” I said, not sure what else to say. “I’m curious why you’re here. The last dungeon builder I met…”

“Yes, yes, him.” Fuegin blanched as he crossed the map and then stopped before my throne. “He was a little pissant. Some men, you give them a taste of power and they burn with it. Too hot. They destroy everything around them.”

“Not you?” I arched an eyebrow. “You literally are wearing a flaming cloak.”

“I know, it’s ostentatious, isn’t it?” He laughed in self-mocking deprecation. “I like to play the trope, you know. Look all badass for when I have my audiences. It cows the locals. Keeps them from causing problems with my dungeon.”

“I see,” I said.

“Like that lightning breastplate you have on over your robes.” He cocked his head. “Why does that make me think of Lord of the Rings? That can’t be right. Gandalf didn’t wear a breastplate, did he?”

“No,” I said. “Is that why you’re here?”

“I’m here to say hi.” He smiled. “You know, be all neighborly. We’re not that close neighbors, but, still, I thought I’d introduce myself. See if you were a prick.” He glanced at my sister. “At least you have some kinky tastes. She would look good in thigh-high boots.”

“Yes, I would,” Garnet said. “Big bro, would you make me some boots.”

Fuegin smiled. “Big bro, huh? Nice. I like your style, Leo. I think we can be friends.”

“Okay,” I said, still bewildered by all of this.

“You’re cautious, I get that. What with that Mthunzi prick attacking you and all.”

“And I don’t think being friends is exactly why you’re here,” I said, studying him. There was something more to this guy.

“Do you have any idea why we’re here?” Fuegin asked, his eyes narrow. “Why we were brought from our world to here and given these powers.”

“No,” I said. “Not really. Souleen won’t tell me anything.”

“Souleen?” He smiled. “That’s cute. I call mine Soulita. She has a feistiness to her.”

“Mine’s more motherly,” I said.

“Interesting.” He said. “And does she have black hair and tan skin. A nice set of breasts. Like on your fomorian or on my Amante.”

“Yeah,” I said.

“They all look alike, the Souls of the Void Crystals,” said Fuegin. “Or so I can gather. But they have different personalities. Why do you think that is?”

I shook my head.

“Yeah, I’m pretty clueless myself.” He sighed. “I never had the patience for study. You know, always thought school was useless. Not the idea of it, but the execution. Sit there, listen to boring lectures, and memorize dumb shit. I want to be doing things. Teach me to rebuild a car engine or wire an electrical circuit. Give me something useful. And now… Now I’m here and I want to understand the Void Crystal. Why we’re here. What the whole point is in bringing us into the world. The locals hate us. They have a whole cottage industry of adventurers. You’re out in the hinterlands, but there’s a town near here putting out the call for some adventurers. You get closer to the big population centers, and some heroes out there could flatten this dungeon without taking a breath. And when we’re not killing each other, we attract wandering monsters that want our mana and other dungeon builders looking to increase their power. But here’s the catch, the more you have, the more the locals try to kill you. Why? What is the point in bringing us here?”

“I really don’t know,” I said. “I’ve been wondering that myself. I’ve been here not long, though.”

“Fifty years for me.” He stretched his back. “And all I can think about is we’re being honed.”

“Honed?”

He nodded. “Violence to keep us sharp. To keep strengthen us. To build us up into something. What, I don’t know. But this is a crucible. Something is being smelted. We’re either the new alloy of whatever being brought us here, or we’re the slag that floats to the surface and gets scraped away. The impure parts. The bits that aren’t needed to make something better. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be thrown away.”

“I don’t either,” I said, my stomach sinking.

“So, that’s why. I thought we could be friends.” He reached into his robe and plucked out a scroll. He tossed it to me. Garnet snatched it with her tail. It was parchment rolled up tight and sealed with red wax that had a chevron made of four of the arrow, cuneiform-like lines. A stylized flame. “Break that seal if you ever need to contact me. I’ll come and help. If I can.”

“Thanks,” I said, frowning. His words filled a pit in me.

“Lovely Du, shall you guide me to the front door again?” asked Fuegin to my wildhound.

She glanced at me. I nodded as I took the scroll from my sister. I held it in my hand. I had just made an ally. As surprising as that was, my stomach roiled. This was something serious. I bit my lip, glancing at my sister and then Lana.

“What do you think?” I asked.

“That you need to get all big and strong, big bro,” Garnet said, sliding off of the throne. “Like big time. I don’t want you to die. I’ll end up having to suck some ugly guy’s dick. He’ll be named Bubba and have a beer gut and he’ll use my cute head as a coaster. You don’t want that, do you?”

“God, no,” I said and glanced at Usiku. “If another dungeon builder beat me, he would claim my companions as his own.”

“They might shift their love to him as I did to you, Lord Leo.”

My little sister with another man? “Fuck, no. We need to practice. Usiku, you know how to fight with weapons.” I stood up and brandished my spear at her.

“I do, Lord Leo,” she said. “I would gladly train you.”

“And you have your dark magic to practice,” Souleen said. “Three new spells to practice.”

“Then let’s begin,” I said. “I want to get proficient as fast as possible.” And how did he make himself look so inhuman? Is that from expanding his dungeon into new mana veins? Or did he do it through the Void Crystal?

I had healed myself with it. “Souleen, can I modify my body with the Void Crystal.”

“Of course. That’s how you repaired your wounds. You’re part of the magic of it, too. There are limits, but you can modify yourself.”

I nodded and said, “I’ll be right back. Usiku, figure out how to start training me.”

“Right,” she said. “I’ll figure something out, Lord Leo.”

“Make me some thigh-high boots to wear, big bro,” my little sister shouted, her words echoing around me.

I headed to the treasure room. Motherly Souleen sat on the Void Crystal. I studied the tiny figure, her large breasts looking perfectly proportioned. I stared at her as I grabbed the black gem in both my hands.

“Is he right about this being a crucible?” I asked.

“I really don’t know, Lord Leo,” she said. She rose into the air and floated before me. “I can see the logic of his words, but if they are correct, I don’t know?”

“And all Souls of the Void Crystals look the same?”

She shrugged. “I’ve never met another. I came into being the first time you dreamed of me. When we connected. This crystal was made for you. It’s keyed to your life signature.”

“My DNA, or is this something magical?”

“I don’t know what DNA is, but every creature has a unique life signature, a pattern of such complexity it defines everything about their physical bodies and helps to shape their spiritual ones.”

“Spiritual?”

“Your personality. Your thoughts, your will. Who you are, Leo.” She smiled at me. “And I was made to be a companion to you.”

“A sexy MILF, huh?” My dick throbbed thinking of my mother. “Yeah, I get that. You are delicious.”

She smiled at me.

I stared at her. “Do you think I’ll make it fifteen years like Fuegin, or will I be defeated by the first set of adventurers who crash into my dungeon?”

“Believe in yourself, Leo, and there is nothing you cannot do.” Then she kissed me on the nose. I couldn’t help but smile at her touch. It was exciting to feel. I closed my eyes and then I concentrated on the changes.

I found myself like I had when healing my wounds. I could make myself stronger. Have quicker reflexes. I could also change my skin, hair, and eye coloring. It was like the character creator in a video game. But I didn’t see the need for that. Bronze skin and glowing eyes were not my style. I was fine the way I was.

I did push up my strength and my reflexes. I felt my skin growing tauter over the more defined muscles I gained. My sinews felt tougher. Like they could move my limbs faster. It was the best I could do. It had to be enough.

And then I created a pair of thigh-high boots for my sister to wear. Black, of course. A nice, shiny black.

Garnet loved her boots, of course. They were heeled which changed the way she walked. She had even more sway, her ass somehow perkier. She became even more playful which made my sparring lessons interesting.

I could be in the middle of a match when she would just plop down on my shoulders and plant her pussy on my face. That shaved, spicy snatch was a hard thing to ignore. My sister was a succulent peach just demanding that I enjoy her juicy delights.

Which I did.

For the next week, I spent much of my time training. Usiku taught me the basics of footwork and how to stand. We would spend hours doing that with Garnet trying to trip me up with her devil-tail while holding this innocent expression on her face.

Lana watched intently, though. Studying what we were doing. Soon, she was joining in the footwork exercises, learning how to move better. Usiku, it turned out, did some tae kwon do so she knew something about fighting beyond what being a fomorian could do.

Garnet, being unable to resist, joined in the fun, too. She would scamper around with us on her heeled boots, giggling in delight.

Then I would spar with Usiku. I learned about guard stances. How to use my weapon to defend myself and attack. How not to telegraph my strikes. That was hard. I wanted to wind up to deliver devastating hits, but that just left you open to attack and told the enemy what you were going to do. You didn’t want that.

I dripped in sweat by the time I was done, my muscles were sore. Luckily, the bath was a great place to relax. I could spend an hour in there just soaking. Of course, none of my women would let me rest for long before they were playing with my cock.

Near the end of the week, the other monster girls were coming off their posts to spar with me. I dodged lighting blasts from the will o’ wisps and leaping attacks from the wildhounds. Their claws and teeth tried to find my flesh. They were all serious about helping me fight.

I was glad I could grab my Void Crystal and heal myself when one of my monster girls was too enthusiastic.

“Sorry, Lord Leo,” whimpered Gwyllt as I pressed a hand to my bleeding thigh. She crouched before me, her triangular ears wilted, her entire body shrinking down.

“It’s fine,” I grunted, crimson welling between my fingers.

“Leo,” gasped Lana Fulmine. She rushed over to me and put her arm around me. “Let’s get you to the Crystal.”

“Bad puppy!” Garnet scolded. My sister-succubus conjured a whip out of shadows. I blinked at that. She suddenly looked like a dominatrix in her thigh-high boots. Her small breasts jiggled. Her demon tail swished back and forth.

“No!” I barked. “Gwyllt was doing what I told her to do. She was supposed to attack me. I should have blocked it. Pain will teach me not to do that stupid move again.”

Garnet wilted. Her wings dropped. “Fine, big bro,” she muttered, looking so sad. “I won’t whip her.”

“You can whip me, Little Sis Garnet,” said Gwyllt. The wildhounds doted on my sister. They loved her like she was their kid sis. “It’s fine. I can take it.” She bent down low and thrust her rump up in the air, her black tail curling to the side so that her pale ass was exposed.

“Yay!” Garnet cheered. I had no idea she had this side to her.

It must be the succubus parts of her. She was a creature of sex now. Kinky sex. She grinned and formed the whip out of shadows again. It wasn’t like the weapons that Usiku could form out of the darkness. This seemed so ephemeral, like my sister could use it for the sole purpose of whipping a bad monster girl.

“Wait until we get back,” Lana said, guiding me to the hallway that led to our quarters. “Your brother deserves to watch.”

“Oh, right,” said Garnet. Delight flashed across her mischievous face. “That makes sense. He definitely deserves to see how hot and sexy this is. Ooh, ooh, it’ll be hot. Look at her cute rump. I want to pet it with my whip!”

I grunted. I might have made myself stronger and faster, but it wasn’t always enough. Gwyllt had torn her claws deep into my muscles. I limped, leaning on Lana. My lightning sprite movie starlet helped me to the room.

“Can you clean the blood up, too,” she said, staring back at the floor. I was leaving a trail of splatter behind.

“Yes, dear,” I said in a playful tone like I was her put-upon husband and she was “honey doing” me.

She smiled. “I’m am being a little wifey, aren’t I?” She laughed. “Well, aren’t Garnet and I your wives?”

I blinked at that. “I suppose so, too. You’re my women.”

“Usiku’s your concubine and the will o’ wisps and wildhounds are all your girlfriends,” she continued.

“Boy, aren’t I a philanderer?”

She giggled. “You are, but that’s fine. It’s fun.”

“It is,” I said. “I guess the real you wouldn’t put up with this.”

“The old me could be a bitch,” she said. “I am the real me. Just a Lana Fulmine that understands things differently. Being in a new body, in a new world, can do that to a girl, you know?”

“Yeah, I suppose it does.”

We reached the Void Crystal. Souleen rushed over and inspected the wound. She shook her head, this worried look on her face. “Leo, you have to be careful. You can’t get yourself killed in a training accident. That would be terrible.”

“I’m not going to die,” I said, pulling my hand from my leg. I groaned as the blood spurted. I grasped the Void Crystal with both hands. “It’s just a flesh wound.”

“I don’t think that’s a flesh wound,” she said. “It’s bleeding very badly.”

“Fine,” I repeated, feeling a little light-headed.

I concentrated on accessing the Void Crystal. All the options slid through me. I could feel everyone in the dungeon. My monster girls, my companions, Usiku, and myself. I knitted my leg, repairing the damage. Then I mopped up the blood from the floor and repaired my clothing.

“There,” I said, “right as rain.”

“Now let’s go watch your sister whip Gwyllt for no other reason than she’s a kinky slut,” Lana said.

I laughed. “That she is.”

We returned to the throne room. Usiku smiled as I entered. She was naked, her training clothes dismissed. Gwyllt was still kneeling. Garnet perked up. She swung her whip. I settled down onto the throne.

“May I?” Usiku asked, hefting her large breasts. She squeezed those dark-purple mounds.

“You may,” I said and unbuckled my silver breastplate. It crackled with the lightning imbued in it. I set it down on the side and then stripped out of my gray robes. My cock thrust out hard.

“Good to see that I have your full attention, big bro,” my sister said, staring with hungry eyes at my cock.

“Oh, yes, full attention,” I said, shaking my cock at her.

She licked her lips, her hands stretching a length of her shadowy whip between them.

I settled down on the throne while Usiku knelt before me. She leaned in and piled her breasts around my cock. Her nipples rubbed into my chest. Her dark-blue eyes, matching her gray-blue hair, stared up at me with hunger. She squeezed those soft tits about my dick. Then she slid them up and down.

I groaned at the wonderful caress of her tits on my cock and its spongy crown. Lana Fulmine sat down on the armrest of my throne, her eyes on the naughty Garnet and the wicked Gwyllt. The wildhound looked at me, her eyes full of heat.

She was doing this for me as much as my sister. She wanted to be whipped to make us happy.

“Whip that ass,” I commanded, my dick throbbing between Usiku’s tits.

“Yes, big bro!” my sister said happily. Her pigtails swayed about her face.

She drew back her whip. Lana whimpered beside me. I thrust my hand between her thighs and shaved pussy. I rubbed my fingers up and down her hot flesh, loving the way her juicy snatch coated my fingers. Her juices felt so wonderful against my digits. I dug into them. I loved the heat of her folds.

I slid up to her clit and rubbed at her bud. She gasped, her body shuddering. I worked my digits in fast circles, stirring up her cunt. It was such a delicious thing to feel. She squirmed, her face contorting. My dick throbbed between Usiku’s wonderful breasts.

The air hissed.

CRACK!

The whip fell on Gwyllt’s ass. The wildhound’s head snapped up. Her ears twitched as she let out a howl of pain. Her face, however, held an expression of ecstasy. It hurt, but she loved it.

“I’m so sorry, Lord Leo, for hurting you,” she whimpered, her black and bushy tail swishing back and forth. “Thank you, Little Sister Garnet, for punishing me!”

“Mmm, you are welcome,” Garnet said, her left hand sliding down her slender body to her hairless pussy. She shoved her fingers between her thighs and rubbed at her cunt while drawing back her whip. Her eyes flicked to me.

She grinned and whipped.

CRACK!

I groaned at the sound echoing through my throne room. My fingers thrust into Lana’s pussy. Her tingling flesh engulfed my middle and ring digits. I ground the heel of my hand on her clit as she moaned. Usiku worked her tits faster and faster up and down my cock.

“Thank you, Little Sister Garnet, for punishing me!” moaned the wildhound. Her tail wagged back and forth. She wiggled her hips, her face growing flushed.

“Going to punish you so hard, naughty puppy!” moaned my sister. She frigged her cunt, her legs quivering in her thigh-high boots. Her small breasts had just the right amount of jiggle as she drew back the shadowy whip.

An inky blur slashed down at the wildhound.

CRACK!

“Fuck,” I groaned as the wildhound howled.

“You like, big bro?” my sister asked, such hope in her eyes.

“Yes,” I groaned, enjoying watching her punishing the wildhound, my cock throbbing between Usiku’s boobs.

“I’m so happy, Lord Leo,” Gwyllt moaned. “I was so naughty to hurt you. I deserve to be whipped and whipped.”

“How wet is your pussy?” I groaned, my balls tightening. The silky glide of Usiku’s tits working up and down my cock sent pleasure racing down my shaft.

“So wet.”

“She’s dripping, big bro,” Garnet moaned. She bit her lip, her pigtails swaying about her face and leathery wings fluttering. “Oh, oh, I can smell her. That yummy scent of wildhound cunt. Ooh, I bet she’ll cum!” Her arm flicked forward.

CRACK!

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Gwyllt. “I was such a bad wildhound. So very, very bad. Mmm, thank you, Little Sister Garnet!”

“You’re welcome,” my sister purred and drew back her arm again.

CRACK!

Lana’s cunt clenched about my digits as she watched. She let out a cooing moan of delight at the sight. It was hot. My dick throbbed and ached from the tableau before us, feeling so amazing in Usiku’s delightful tits. She worked them up and down faster and faster.

My face twisted in pleasure. My balls tightened from the boobs fucking my cock. Usiku squeezed about them. I thrust my digits deep into Lana’s cunt. Her pussy gripped them. Held them tight. I shuddered, my dick twitching in between those big breasts.

The whip fell again and again. Gwyllt moaned and howled. She wiggled her hips. Her black hair fell about her flushed face. Her triangular, doggy ears twitched. Red stripes crisscrossed her ass. Garnet groaned, my sister’s body shaking. Juices ran down her thighs.

“Such a bad, bad puppy!” moaned Garnet.

CRACK!

“So bad!” howled Gwyllt. Her head threw back. “Lord Leo, Little Sister Garnet, I’m so bad. Such a bad, bad puppy! Yes!”

Her juices gushed out of her and splashed the stone floor. Her moans echoed through the room. My dick throbbed in Usiku’s grip. Lana moaned, her thighs squeezing tight about my hand. My digits plundered deep into her cunt.

“You wicked doggy!” gasped Garnet. My sister’s wings flapped hard. She threw her head back and cried out in ecstatic delight.

Juices gushed out of her cunt. They spilled down her thighs. She shuddered, her body trembling. The pleasure swept through her. She bit her lip, her face twisting in ecstasy. Her head tossed back and forth, the ecstasy clearly rushing through her body.

“Oh, my god, that’s good!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I love it!”

“Fuck,” I groaned, Usiku’s tits sliding up to the tip of my dick. She engulfed the crown. My balls tensed.

Erupted.

Cum jetted out of my cock and splashed across Usiku’s dark-purple features. The fomorian moaned her delight. She bathed in the spunk spurting out of my dick. It coated over her face. It spilled across her features. She opened her mouth, catching my jizz on her tongue.

“Oh, Leo!” whimpered Lana, her pussy clamping down hard on my fingers twitching in her twat. “Yes!”

Lightning sizzled from her wings, striking the ceiling above. Sparks showered down on us as her pussy went wild. Her cunt convulsed around my digits. I groaned, loving the feel as I unloaded on Usiku’s face.

“Mmm, Lord Leo,” Usiku moaned. “That yummy cum.”

I fired the final blast, the pleasure sizzling across my mind. I groaned, sucking in deep breaths. It was fantastic. Amazing. My mind simmered from the wonderful pleasure. Usiku licked at her lips, the spunk running over her.

Then Garnet was there. She had darted over to lick my cum off of Usiku’s face. My fomorian concubine’s breasts slid off my cock as my sister-wife fell to her knees to lick and lap up all that spunk. She caressed over the face, gathering up all the yummy spunk she could.

I panted, watching the sight, my chest rising and falling, my digits soaking in Lana’s writhing pussy. She shuddered a few more times before she leaned against me, her round breast pressing into the side of my face.

Garnet lapped up my cum. My sister feasted on it with obvious hunger and delight. She lapped the spunk off of Usiku’s features. Then the pair kissed, sharing my jizz. They snowballed it back and forth, both of them moaning.

“Lord Leo,” whimpered Gwyllt. She crawled to me, her eyes feverish. “I’m sorry for hurting you.”

“And you are forgiven,” I said as she climbed onto my lap and cuddled there. She pressed her cheek against mine and nuzzled her lips into my ear.

I closed my eyes, enjoying this moment. It was a delicious one. Training often led to such fun.

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During my second week of training, I started adding magic to my attacks. I trained to cry out a Static Aura spell to surround myself with electricity to protect against an incoming attack. Or learned to throw out a Blind spell, utilizing my new darkness magic.

I had gained three spells with my Dark Glyph. I had seen Mthunzi use them all. Dark Dagger gave me another ranged attack to go along with Lightning Spear. Blind was a good debuff spell. Something to disorient an enemy. Night’s cloak let me hide in a pocket of shadow, but they could still blind fire in there. It could be more useful in a dark room, letting me vanish into deep pools of shadows.

I grew more skilled with my silver spear and with the black dagger I fashioned. There seemed to be a weapon associated with each element. The dagger felt right. It was good to use in Night Cloak. The spear often poked out of the area, or so my women told me, and that gave them something to target.

It was good I got the practice in because near the end of that weak, the alarm rang. My dungeon was under attack.

To be continued…

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