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Story Codes: Female/Teen female, Fantasy, Magic, Gamelit, Oral Sex, Sex Toy, Lactation, Exhibitionism

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Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

The satyr charged at Garnet. The rest of the battle was going on in the background to the naughty succubus. She wasn’t a fighter, but a lover. So she had to think fast to deal with those set of deadly horns rushing at her.

Luckily, Garnet had wings.

With a hard flap of them, she leaped into the air and soared over the satyr charging at her seeking to do grievous, boldly harm to her. As she stared over the enemy monster girl, Garnet yanked hard on her shadow whip.

The other end was still wrapped around the leg of the satyr. The poor goat-girl was yanked up short. She pitched forward and crashed on her hands and knees on the soft grass. The dildo thrusting out of the thick bush adorning her pussy.

“That’s not nice,” Garnet said as she advanced on the satyr. “We don’t have to be enemies. We can be friends!”

“Friends!” the satyr sneered. She gained her hooves, whirled around, and came face to face with the adorable succubus.

“Yes, friends!” Garnet said, grabbing the satyr’s face. “Friends with benefits!”

She kissed the satyr with hungry lips. Shadows flowed from the succubus into the enemy monster girl. The satyr shuddered. Garnet could feel the horny lusts in the monster girl. Any lady who ran around with a dildo in her cunt was a horny being.

Satyrs were practically synonymous with sex. Garnet remembered reading that in some boring textbook back in the real world.

Now she would get first-hand experience. Her tongue thrust into the satyr’s mouth while her hands cupped those big boobs. She squeezed them. Kneaded them. They were so delightful. Her tail swished back and forth, her pussy getting hotter and hotter.

The rest of the battle raged. Lightning crackled. The air sizzled. All those sounds all faded from Garnet. She had a monster girl to play with. This was how she helped. She dug her fingers into those big boobs, loving how soft they were.

Oh, Leo, you need to get life magic. These tits are so awesome! Ooh, I love them!
She kneaded them. Her fingers dug into those wonderful breasts as she swirled her tongue around in the monster girl’s mouth. The satyr whimpered. Then she grabbed Garnet’s hips, pulling her tight. The end of the wooden dildo pressed into Garnet’s belly, all polished and smooth.

That excited the naughty Garnet. She wanted that dildo in her. Leo’s cock was the best, of course, but he was off doing other things. Important things. So she only had this sexy satyr to play with.

Garnet broke the kiss. Her eyes sparkled. “Ooh, ooh, you got such hot boobs, don’t you?”

The satyr nodded.

“I bet we can do such wicked things together, can’t we? Just get wild.” Her eyes sparkled. “How does that sound?”

The satyr bit her lower lip. “I’m supposed to be bringing women to Lord Jindag.”

“Well, I’m a woman.” Garnet giggled. “Mostly. You should find out if I’m good enough to be taken. You know, do things to me.”

Delight sparkled in the satyr’s golden eyes. “I can do that.”

“Good! Kweh, heh, heh, we’re going to have fun.” Garnet ducked her head down and sucked a fat, pink nipple into her mouth. She nursed on it, her cunt tightening. The satyr baaed, this throaty sound of delight.

Then her milk squirted into Garnet’s mouth. The succubus was shocked by the breast milk flooding out of the fat nipple. She shuddered and then drank it down. She swallowed those creamy delights. It was amazing to taste.

Her hips wiggled back and forth as she savored the creamy treat splashing against the back of her throat. She gulped it down and suckled more. The hot steam splashed against the roof of her mouth while the satyr moaned and baaed her delight.

“Oh, you have such a naughty mouth, succubus,” groaned the satyr.

And you have such yummy breast milk! thought Garnet. Big bro, you need to get life magic so you can make satyrs. They’re hot. Lactation!

The naughty succubus suckled hard on the breast. She drank down the milk. It was incredible to enjoy. She groaned, her eyes squeezing shut tightly. Her pussy clenched. She wiggled her hips from side to side, her tail dancing.

Every gulp of the creamy delight heated her cunt. The succubus wanted to have that dildo in her cunt, but she also wanted to keep suckling. To keep drinking all that yummy milk the satyr possessed. She would gulp it all down.

It was delicious.

Her pussy clenched; her body on fire. She swallowed one more mouthful of the breast milk and then ripped her mouth off. She had to stop. If she didn’t, she never would. She would keep drinking the breast milk down.

“That’s so yummy,” she moaned. “But it’s making my pussy so wet.”

“I can deal with that!” the satyr moaned.

“Yes, yes, you just have to fuck—” Garnet’s words cut off as the satyr instead fell to her knees and pressed her gorgeous face between Garnet’s thighs. The naughty succubus gasped. Her tail wished behind her as the satyr licked at her shaved pussy. “Ooh, that’s something you can do, too. Ooh, eat my cunt!

The satyr’s tongue fluttered through the succubus’s twat. Garnet’s leathery wings fluttered. Her loose fall of black hair danced around her shoulders. She groaned at how good it was. How amazing to have the satyr lapping at her juicy pussy.

The pleasure rushed through the naughty succubus. She whimpered, her black hair dancing loose as she ground her twat on the satyrs licking mouth. The naughty monster girl feasted on Garnet. Her tail slashed back and forth. Her moans echoed throughout the world.

This was how to fight other monster girls.

Garnet loved this so much. Dominate them. Get them horny. Then have them eat her pussy. She loved being a succubus. She was so glad her brother had brought her to this world and made her into a cute and adorable demonette.

“Ooh, yes, yes, you wicked satyr! Lick my twat. You love it!”

“Good!” moaned the monster girl. “So very good.”

“Mmm, it is,” said Garnet with such satisfaction. The pleasure rippled through her body. She built and built towards that explosive orgasm. She rose to it. She would drown the satyr in pussy cream. It would be such a treat.

The satyr’s tongue darted into Garnet’s folds. Golden eyes stared up at her. They were so wicked. They burned with such passion. It made the wicked succubus come closer and closer to her first orgasm she would have from the satyr.

But it wouldn’t be her last.

Her pussy clenched down on the probing tongue. She rose higher and higher to her burst of pleasure. She would have such a powerful climax. She couldn’t wait for the pleasure to rush through her and drown her. It would be spectacular. Just a mighty explosion of rapture that would cascade over her.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, you wicked satyr. You could have just eaten those girls’ pussies. That would have been more funner than fighting us and… and… I’m going to cum. You want that?”

“Yes,” the satyr groaned.

“Yeah, you want my yummy juices gushing into your mouth. Ooh, you’re such a naughty thing. I love it. You know that? I love it so much! Ooh, I’m going to cum, cum, and cum some more! How does that sound?”

The satyr fluttered her tongue and licked with such hunger. A shiver ran through the succubus. Her wings flapped harder. Her toes curled into the sand as her orgasm built and built. It was amazing. Such a treat to enjoy. She would explode.

She would burst with pleasure. It would be outstanding.

She shuddered, grinding her pussy on the satyr’s mouth. The monster girl’s tongue thrust so deep into Garnet. That did it. That set off the naughty succubus. Her red wings flapped hard. She threw back her head and cried out in ecstasy.

Pussy cream gushed out of her cunt.

“Oh, yes, yes!” gasped Garnet. “I have vanquished you!”

Waves of pleasure poured out of her pussy. Her tail swished back and forth as the rapture flooded her mind. As she drowned the satyr with her spicy pussy juices, she savored the bliss rippling out of her cunt.

The satyr’s tongue licked and lapped at Garnet’s pussy, gathering up the juices. The stroking tongue sent more pleasure through her. It kept her trembling, her small boobs jiggling. A big smile crossed her lips as she floated on her ecstasy.

“Kweh, heh, heh!” she chortled. “I have defeated you! And now I shall take my reward.”

“What?” the satyr moaned.

Garnet grabbed both of the satyr’s horns thrusting out of the mane of gray hair. She ripped the busty monster girl from her pussy. Cream gleamed on the satyr’s lips and mouth. The monster girl panted, her golden eyes glassy with delight.

Garnet fell to her knees, straddling the satyr. The succubus’s naughty twat pressed right on the tip of the dildo thrusting out of the satyr’s pussy. With naughty skill, Garnet impaled her cunt down the smooth shaft.

It wasn’t her brother’s dick, but it still felt amazing in her. She groaned as she slid down it, her hands grabbing the satyr’s big and soft tits. Pleasure rippled through her pussy which still felt so sensitive from her climax moments ago.

“Vanquished!” she gasped and worked her pussy up and down that dildo. Her cunt clenched to the polished shaft. “Ooh, you are vanquished, satyr!”

“I am?” the satyr moaned. She fell backward onto the ground, lying stretched out. Her big boobs formed two jiggling piles.

“That’s right!” Garnet threw back her head, black hair flying. Her red wings thrust out wide. “For I, the sexy and adorable Garnet, sister and servant to the mighty Lord Leo Baldwin, have vanquished thy evilness and tamed you with my pussy! Kweh, heh, heh!”

She worked her cunt up and down that dildo faster, her thighs flexing. Her hands grabbed both of the satyr’s boobs, squeezing and kneading them. Milk beaded on the pink nipples. The monster girl whimpered and moaned, her hoofed feet digging into the sand.

Garnet’s tail swished back and forth. She wiggled her hips, stirring her cunt around that delicious dildo inside of her. It was amazing to enjoy. Her twat squeezed about it, increasing the pleasure. The stimulation felt incredible inside of her twat.

Her naughty cunt drank it in.

“Ooh, yes, yes, how does it feel to be vanquished?” Garnet moaned, her fingers digging into the satyr’s soft boobs.

Milk squirted up into the air as the satyr groaned, “Amazing! Yes, yes, you’re stirring up the dildo into my pussy!”

“Good!” Garnet gasped and squeezed those big boobs again.

The milk squirted up into the air, two streams of white. Garnet ducked her head down and opened her mouth wide. As she impaled herself down the dildo, she tried to drink the milk. It splashed over her lips and face. More landed on her small breasts and ran hot over her skin.

She loved it.

She squeezed again, delighting in the twin squirts of milk jetting up at her. She caught some in her mouth, the creamy treat melting over her taste buds. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter as she slammed her cunt down that naughty dildo.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, squeezing her twat around the dildo. “Ooh, that’s good. That’s amazing.”

“It is!” the satyr moaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good.”

“I know!” Garnet shuddered. She squeezed again, milk splashing across her face. The white drops ran over her youthful cheeks. “I’m going to cum again.”

“Me, too!”

“When did you cum the first time?” Garnet asked, her red wings flapping.

“I mean… Oh, never mind. Just keep riding me. That’s so good. I’m going to cum!”

“Yes!”

Garnet worked her cunt up and down the dildo, her juicy twat gripping it. Her wings flapped so hard. She loved this so much. She hurtled toward that amazing orgasm. It swelled in her, the friction of that naughty toy stimulating her pussy walls.

Her head arched. Her small titties jiggled. The satyr moaned on the ground as Garnet impaled her pussy down the dildo again and again. She was so eager for it. So ready to have a huge orgasm. She would just detonate on this dildo.

“Garnet, what are you doing?” her big brother asked her.

“I’m riding her dildo, big bro!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum so hard.”

He stood near her, his clothing wet. Lana leaned against him, looking a little out of it, her lightning wings drooping. Halia stumbled up to him, dripping wet. She had gotten dunked. She held her sword in her hand.

“Do you want to go next, Halia?” I asked. “This dildo is amazing! You can ride it while I blow my big brother!”

Halia just shook her head in shock.

Garnet laughed, a real one and not her fake villain one.

She worked her pussy faster, her thighs flexing and her wings flapping. They propelled her up the dildo fast. Then she slammed back down hard. Her butt-cheeks smacked into the satyr’s groin. The monster girl gasped.

Garnet squeezed those big boobs again while her big brother watched on with amusement on his face. She grinned at that. She felt so happy right now. She hummed with delight, her orgasm swelling from the attention.

“Look at me cum on her, big bro!” she moaned, her pussy growing molten. “I’m going to detonate. Yes!”

She slammed down the dildo, stirring it up in her cunt. And in the satyr’s. The naughty monster girl bucked on the ground. Her boobs jiggled in Garnet’s groping hands. The satyr’s face contorted, her golden eyes squeezing shut.

“She’s cumming,” the succubus moaned. She slammed her cunt down the dildo. “Oh, yes, yes, she’s cumming!”

Her wings flapped hard. She threw back her head and decided to do the same thing. She came so hard. The pleasure burst through her body. She whimpered and moaned as the rapture consumed her. It flooded through her body.

It was excellent. Amazing.

She loved every second of it. Her body shuddered through her bliss. Burst after burst of pleasure exploded from her pussy and washed through her flesh. She whimpered and moaned, such delight rippling out of her cunt and washing over her mind.

“So good, big bro!” she moaned. “It’s so good.”

“I’m glad,” he said, shaking his head. “You can get off of her when you’re done.”

“Right, right, I’m almost done!” Garnet swayed there, riding her orgasm to its peak, her small titties jiggling. She gave the satyr’s boobs a big squeeze. More milk squirted into the air and splashed warm on her face and boobs.

She loved it.

Her orgasm died down to buzzing delight. Humming. She slid her pussy off the dildo and then threw herself at her brother. She pressed into his body, her nipples rubbing into his wet clothing. She peppered his face in kisses.

“Oh, yes, yes,” the satyr moaned. “I… Wait, no!”

Garnet broke from her brother and turned to see the satyr stand up. Her dildo bobbed before her, dripping in Garnet’s cunt cream. The satyr’s hoofs dug furrows in the sand like she prepared to charge. Cysgo bounded up, the wildhound growling as she fell into a defensive crouch before Leo and Garnet.

“I will dispatch her,” Halia said and stepped forward.

“Wait,” Leo said and grabbed her wrist. “Run, satyr. Run and take warning to your master that this village is under my protection. I won’t permit anyone to harm those who live here.”

The satyr hesitated. She looked around the field. Then she turned and bounded into the brush.

“You’re letting her go?” Halia demanded, whirling on Leo.

“Killing her won’t change anything. Her master will just resummon her. However.” He didn’t say anything but Cysgo bounded after the satyr. “She’s running back to her home.”

Halia furrowed her brow. “You’re going to—”

The shouts of a growing mob cut off her words. Halia whirled to see more men from the village advancing with a host of makeshift weapons. Their collection of polearms, mauls, mattocks, scythes, wood axes, and daggers alone wouldn’t be a threat to Garnet and her big brother, but fifty or sixty of them was a problem.

Nervousness washed over me. That was a lot of pissed off people. “Wait, wait, I just saved your women!”

But they didn’t hear me. They marched forward from the village. The last of the women who had almost been taken fled behind them. Lana leaned against me, recovering from her injuries. Her wings fluttered. Garnet planted hands on her hips and puffed out her cheeks.

“How rude!” my little sister-succubus said. “We saved them.”

Halia glanced at me. “You really are going to go after the other.”

“Yes,” I said, my face flat. “He tried to kidnap women. You say he’s already kidnapped others from this village. If they’re alive, I’ll return them.”

Her blue eyes studied me. Then she whirled and marched towards the advancing mob, her back straight. She looked gallant. Strong and impressive. A hero standing up to injustice. I found myself straightening my back.

She inspired me.

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“Stop!” Halia shouted, shocked that she was even doing this. “What are you doing?”

“He’s one of them, ain’t he?” growled a farmer at the lead. A grizzled man name Shellin. “A dungeon builder. Were those his monster girls?”

“Do you think he would have fought and killed them if they were his?” Halia demanded. “What are you doing? Do none of you have eyes? Did you not see us saving the girls.” Halia spotted one. “Mellea, you saw him saving you.”

Mellea, her skirt still tied up to expose her knees, shrugged. She lurked on the edges of the mob. “I mean… yeah, I guess. But… He has monster girls with him.”

“Monster girls that saved the women of our village!” Halia said. She sheathed her sword.

“Didn’t they capture you?” gasped a tanner named Vobil. “Yeah, yeah, Norso said he captured you.”

“I thought he killed you,” another said, a man with ad big ears. Halia didn’t know him that well.

“Do I look dead?” she asked. “That man just risked his life to fight against overwhelming odds. When he heard the attack, he came running.” She put her hand on her father’s blade. “He returned my weapon to me and trusted me to do what was right.”

“Then he’s weak!” shouted Korlin. The farmer brandished a pitchfork. “Let’s rush him!”

“After he saved your daughter?” demand Halia. “I saw Arlia escape. You would condemn her savior? What honor do you have?”

“What honor does he have?” Korlin shot back.

“He could have let them take the girls. He could have sent his own monster girls to attack this village. Instead, he fought to save it. For what? Where are his forces to swoop in and attack us? To overrun us and make demands. He’s not here to despoil the daughters of our village.”

“What about you?” demanded Mayor Bevlin. He pushed forward, his gut straining the wool shirt he wore. “You were in his grasp. Did he despoil you?”

“I remain a virgin!” She declared. “You can have that bony hag you married, Mayor, inspect it and see. He held me prisoner, but only because he wanted to talk. To have peace. My party and I would not parley with him. The fact that Nostro told you I was captured is proof he released my companions. He came here to release me today when the attack happened. Upon the name of my father, Anguin, I swear that he is not an enemy to Astovin Village.

“So if you want to attack him, you must first cut down one the daughters of this village.” Her words shocked her, but right was right. Actions proved Leo’s intentions. He could be throwing spells at the mob, dispersing them. He had power. He could kill so many of them.

And didn’t.

An angry mutter came from the mob. They stared at her like she were a traitor to the village. But she stood firm in her convictions. She would not wave from them. She was Anguin’s daughter. She would be as strong as him.

“What will it be?” she demanded. “Huh, Dorvin? We played together as children.”

Dorvin shifted, clutching a spear with a rusting point he must have dug out of his parents’ attic.

“Or how about you, Master Shoren? How many times did you have my mother and me over to dinner?”

The owner of the dry goods store rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Ol’ Vanil, your granddaughter and I were the best of friends. I stood at her side at her wedding last month.”

“Aye, you did,” he muttered.

“I vowed to protect this village like my father did. I vowed to fight the evil in this world and… Leo is not evil. He’s planning on attacking the dungeon builder who sent those satyrs and oozes to harm you. He plans to retrieve the women stolen.”

“My Bellia?” croaked Volilim.

“Yes!” Halia stood proud before her village. “We are going to save your girls. Or are you going to attack the only hope they have?”

They shifted. Some looked down at their feet. Halia understood their anger that drove them to attack. She could scarce believe that Leo was a dungeon builder herself. They all acted monstrously at some point.

Yet not him.

Why? she wondered as the men of her village began shuffling away. All save a few. Those whose daughters or sweethearts had been taken. They stared at her with hope in their eyes. The need for salvation.

Halia turned to Leo. He stood wet but strong, his lightning sprite standing on her own now and his succubus-sister looking playful and naughty, completely unconcerned by anything going on and…

Is her hand squeezing his cock? Halia thought in shock. Is she trying to give him a handjob?

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“This isn’t the time,” I muttered to my little sister. “You can take your hand off my cock now.”

“You’re no fun, big bro,” she said. “We could have been fucking while she was doing her speech.”

“So you think about nothing but sex?”

She giggled. “You made me into a succubus, big bro. It’s like you wanted to take the cute and adorable and innocent me and make me into your private slut.” She pressed into me, rubbing her breasts into my sleeve. “You just had to ask, big bro. I would have done that.”

I snorted.

“Looks like the mob’s not killing us,” said Lana Fulmine. My movie starlet was standing taller. She had taken a nasty blow, but she was recovering.

“Good.” Then I sent out a thought. “How’s it coming, Sviesos?”

“We’re on the way, Lord Leo,” my first will o’ wisp answered. “Hela is in contact with Cysgo, and we’re getting updates.”

“Perfect,” I said.

“Ooh, ooh, this telepathy is so cool!” Garnet sent. “Big bro, I want to rip off your clothes and lick every bit of you before impaling my pussy down your cock and making you cum in me so hard. I hope you breed me. I want your babies.”

I glanced at my little sister and shook my head.

“What?” she asked, fluttering her crimson eyes at me.

“You are incorrigible,” I said.

Halia approached us. She gave us hard looks. “You are going to help us, right?” Her hand drifted to her sword. “You will not make a liar out of me.”

“Never,” I said. “Cysgo is tracking the satyr back to her dungeon.”

“See, that’s why I fucked her and didn’t kill her,” Garnet said, hands on her hips. “So you don’t have to think I’m a flighty slut that saw a big dildo and got excited.”

“That’s exactly what I think,” Halia said.

“Yeah, me, too,” Lana said.

Garnet puffed out her cheeks. “No, no, it was a bold and devious plan on my part to get lots of orgasms and help us rescue those girls.” Her tail twitched back and forth. “Do you think those girls will give me orgasms? And you, big bro?”

Halia stiffened.

“Garnet, why do you think he took those girls?” I asked her, giving her a direct look.

“He… Oh.” Her wings drooped. Then her face blazed with anger. “That bastard. That sick, twisted bastard. Ooh, I’m going to… to… I don’t know what, but he won’t like it! Not one bit. That’s disgusting.”

“So we’re going to return them to their families and not hit on them,” I told her.

“I would never do that!” gasped Garnet.

Halia gave her a hard look.

“What?” my little sister asked with complete innocence.

“I seem to remember an amorous succubus trying to seduce me when I was a prisoner,” Halia said.

Garnet twisted around. “I don’t recall it that way at all. I seem to remember a beautiful and gorgeous adventurer that was tempting me into lesbian passion with her big boobs and gorgeous face and yummy pussy. I fought it, though. Because I’m a good succubus. Right, big bro.”

“Well, good is not the word,” I told her. “Playful?”

“Bratty?” Lana suggested.

Garnet deflated. “Bratty? Not adorable or cute or mischievous? Bratty?”

“Bratty,” the movie star said, smiling. “But we love you anyway.”

“You do?” Garnet squealed in delight and then threw herself at me. She rained kisses over my face. Just hot smooches that made me want to do things with her. Things we didn’t have time for right now.

I pulled away from her. “Control yourself, little sister.”

“Right, right,” she said. “We got to save those girls. Well?”

“Cysgo, where are you?”

“Still following the river. I’ll let you know when she leaves it, Lord Leo.”

I glanced at the women and then said, “Shall we? Shopping will have to wait until after we saved the day.”

“What makes you different?” asked Halia as we followed the river south.

“Different?” I asked, glancing at the warrior. Her big boobs jiggled in her metal bikini.

“Yes. From the other dungeon builders. They all are evil.”

“Are they?” I considered that. Fuegin hadn’t attacked me. He had come and introduced himself and asked some big questions. Like why were we brought here? I really didn’t know.

“Of course.”

“It makes me wonder what being a dungeon builder does to a person. We’re not from this world. We come from a completely different place. A lot of us probably never had any real power. We’re young men, barely with any responsibilities, and we’re thrust into this place where we get magic. Sexy monster girls that want to fuck us.”

“And sexy succubus-sisters,” Garnet added.

“That goes under monster girls,” I said, grinning at her. “It’s a rush. You’re playing god when you build your dungeon. What does that do to a person?”

“What did it do to you?” Halia asked.

I blinked. “It made me feel… responsible. I was suddenly thrust with these monster girls to protect. Lana Fulmine and my will o’ wisps. Plus Souleen, the heart of the Void Crystal. I had to protect her. I was barely even figuring things out when I was attacked by Mthunzi. He battered through my defenses and reached my room. I had to fight for the first time.

“I won. Barely.”

“Yes, you dungeon builders are aggressive like that. Look at you. You’re about to attack one.”

“True.” I glanced down the trail. “The one we’re about to face has two elements. Water or Life was his original. He killed another dungeon builder to advance. That’s the thing, isn’t it? The ones who are willing to be aggressive are the ones who gain power. How many dungeon builders were like me? Who didn’t want to fight? Didn’t want to do anything but exist and were killed. And what does that do to the ones who survive? Who don’t want to die? It has to warp you. There’s a part of me that will do anything to protect what I got.” I swallowed. “Part of me wonders if I’m doing this not to rescue those girls but to destroy a rival who could hurt me.”

Halia stared at me for some time. “You do seem to want to help. You tried to capture me.”

“I felt bad.” I sighed. “Adventurers died in my dungeon before your party. You all are just trying to protect your world, and here I am a threat to it. Somehow. I don’t even really know how.”

“You devour mana,” she said. “It’s bad.”

“Why?”

Halia opened her mouth and then frowned. “I really don’t know. They say it causes problems, but it’s always vague. That’s why we have to put you down. There are places in this world ruled by powerful dungeon builders. Men who have most if not all the runes. Who ruled entire kingdoms. Places of fear where words hold sway. Like the tyrant who killed my father!”

I sighed. “And that’s the real thing. Power corrupts. How many sent here even consider the harm they’re doing. What if they don’t think this is real. It almost feels like a video game. Some base builder RPG or RTS game or something.”

“Ar tee ess? Video game? Ar pee gee? What are these?”

“Things from my world.”

“Things Leo spent too much time playing, and not enough time showering me in attention,” Garnet said.

“I’m just saying. What if they don’t even think of this place as real. As this anything more than a game. What does that do to your outlook? Your view on what you can or can’t do in this world? It has to skew it. So, no, I don’t think dungeon builders are inherently evil. There’s just a lot of pressures that select them towards doing bad things.

“It’s why I have to make a stand. Show people I’m different. I want to make something peaceful. I want people to be happy and live their lives and don’t have to worry about oozes or satyrs or other monster girls raiding their villages.”

Halia nodded. She seemed convinced. “I’ll help you with this, Leo. You are not the man I thought you were.”

I smiled at her. “Thanks. That actually means a lot.”

“He is a good man,” Lana said. “I know. I spent my life in the cesspit that is Hollywood. I’m glad Leo brought me into this world.”

“Me, too. I’m my big bro’s number one fan,” Garnet said. “It would be so boring without him.”

“I’m still alive in the other world,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, in a boring coma.” She puffed out her cheeks. “Here I get to make love to you. It’s so wonderful.” She paused. “I wonder if I’m in a coma.”

“Am I?” asked Lana Fulmine. “Did you hear any news about me?”

“Um… maybe that you were back in rehab or something.” Garnet shrugged. “I really don’t remember. That stuff is all super boring. I’m more a YouTuber girl. I love Fancy Franny and Charelz.”

“Who are they?” Lana asked. I wondered the same thing.

“They’re makeup YouTubers!” Her wings fluttered. “Fancy Franny does the best makeup. She’s got 15 million subscribers.”

“Jesus,” I gasped.

“And Charelz is this fun gay guy who knows all the makeup tricks. He’s sassy.” Garnet snapped her fingers before her while whipping her arm back and forth. “And fierce! He has 20 million. How do you not know who they are?”

I glanced at Lana.

She shrugged.

“What a strange world you come from,” said Halia. “What sort of nation is YouTuber to have so many people. Is Charelz a king?”

“It’s a long story,” I said. “And—”

“Lord Leo, we’ve left the stream,” Cysgo reported. “I made markings. It’s by the willow with a funny face in the bark. We’re heading west. It looks like towards some hills.”

“Thanks,” I said. We were getting closer.

We found the willow with the tree about fifteen minutes later. Cysgo left markings showing which way she went. We headed in that direction, moving down what looked like a simple trail. The woods rose around us. The terrain became more and more wooded.

“This is the edge of Lord Shorvin’s estate,” said Halia, looking around. “We’re heading for the Copper Scale Hills.”

“Neat,” said Garnet. “Why are they called that?”

“It’s said a great dragon with copper scales died there and then was buried. People dig up copper scales from time to time. Big ones. They use them to make shields. They’re good at protecting from lightning.”

Lana Fulmine shifted. “Great. Do you think he’s prepared for us?”

“If he even knows about us,” pointed out Garnet.

I nodded. “Not all our powers are lightning. I have Dark magic, too.”

We kept going down the trail. Cysgo kept leaving marks to let us know we were still following her. She would scratch arrows into tree bark or overturned rocks, leaving the ground freshly disturbed. We followed her trail further and further towards the hills.

About twenty minutes in that direction, the brush rustled. We all tensed and then Sviesos popped out. My will o’ wisp had a big grin on her face, her boobs jiggling. The various hues of blue swirled like vapor through her flesh.

“Lord Leo!” she squealed and hugged me, planting a big kiss on my mouth.

She wasn’t alone. She had Zaibas, Hela, and Ci with her. I left the rest of the monster girls with Usiku to guard the Void Crystal. Mthunzi had only brought his companion and lost. I didn’t want to take that chance.

I would bring a few of my monster girls and hope I wasn’t dooming us all.

Halia glanced at me in shock. “You weakened your defenses.”

“Let’s hope no one realizes that,” I said. “Come on, let’s go. We have a villain to overthrow.”

To be continued…

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