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Chapter Thirty-Eight

Mrs. Zoe Baldwin smiled in delight when the spectral forms of two of the ghosts slid out of the wall. The dryad had wandered away from the others, wanting to just find her own delights. It was fun sharing it with them, but there were all these monster girls to love. She had passed through the guard room, where Garnet had gotten distracted, and then crossed the mermaid pool. Nina Naughty had jumped down there.

Now the dryad wandered the Third Labyrinth. She felt that subtle shifting. Her son had changed the layout of the dungeon. Almost immediately, the two ghosts found her. She smiled as they appeared out of the wall, their bodies delicious as they floated towards her. They were translucent and shed a green light in the darkness of the labyrinth.

It was “dark” but Mrs. Baldwin would still see. She was at home here.

“Oh, aren’t you two adorable,” the dryad said, her leafy-green hair falling around her golden-brown face. “Mmm, I bet you two have never had breast milk before.”

“Breast milk,” one of the ghosts said.

“That sounds… intriguing,” her sister answered.

The dryad cupped her breasts, lifting her big and lush tits. She squeezed them. Beads of milk appeared on the ends. A smile spread on her lips. “Well, let’s find out if you can drink milk. Did you drink my son’s cum? I can’t imagine he didn’t fuck you both.”

“He did, Mrs. Baldwin,” purred one.

“The Dark Master ravished us all,” moaned the other.

“Mmm, and what’s your names, cuties.” The dryad smiled, squeezing her tits.

“I’m Dusata,” the first one said, her eyes locked on the dryad’s large boobs. Milk beaded her nipples. The ghost licked her lips.

“Grobi,” the other said. She lowered down to suckle on the dryad’s teat. But the ghost didn’t bend over or kneel. Her feet just passed through the floor.

Cold, spectral hands cupped Mrs. Baldwin’s right breast. Grobi’s fingers dimpled them. The ghost leaned in and latched her mouth on the dryad’s fat nipple. Milk squirted into the ghost’s mouth. The white liquid could be seen through her translucent flesh. It outlined the inside of her mouth. She swallowed it, the milk flowing not to a stomach, but seeming to diffuse like mist through her spectral body.

The ghost slid her mouth off and moaned, “That’s delicious, Mrs. Baldwin.”

“Dusata?” the dryad asked, hefting her left tit.

The ghost moaned and joined her sister at nursing from the dryad. Mrs. Baldwin’s pussy clenched as their cold, deathly lips nursed the life from her breasts. Her milk squirted into the ghosts’ mouths. The pleasure shot through Mrs. Baldwin, her twat drinking in the delight.

She swayed there, whispering as they pleasured her. Their fingers kneaded her tits in such an exciting way. Her cunt clenched, this wild heat washing over her. She groaned, her heart hammering so fast. She closed her eyes, groaning from the hot delight. It rippled through her body. It was a wonderful sensation.

Her pussy clenched as she enjoyed every second of nursing the two ghosts. They both moaned in haunting ways as they nursed from her nipples. The pleasure rippled through the dryad. She groaned, her voice echoing down the hallway.

“Oh, you two are making my pussy so wet,” she moaned. “Just so juicy. Ooh, Dusata! Grobi! Welcome to the harem. My son made some delicious ghosts.”

They both groaned around the dryad’s nipples between suckles.

The milk streamed into the ghosts’ mouths. They suckled with such delight. Their cool lips felt so wonderful on the dryad’s hot nipples. Mrs. Baldwin felt so feverish. Her flesh almost blazed. She wiggled her hips, her breasts rising and falling. This was a wonderful delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she groaned as they nursed from her. “You’re so wonderful. Yes, yes, just so amazing.”

A big smile spread on her lips. Her nipples throbbed. She trembled as her milk spilled into their mouths. Her heart hammered in her chest. Her back arched and pussy clenched. The heat rose and rose in her.

Pussy cream soaked her bush. A trickle ran down her thighs. Her toes flexed against the stone as she held the ghosts to her tits. Their spectral mouths nursed with hunger. Chilly fingers massaged her tits.

“That’s so wonderful,” she moaned. “Ooh, you’re making me feel so juicy.”

Dusata pulled her lips from the dryad’s nipple. “I want to taste how juicy you are, Mrs. Baldwin. You are the Dark Master’s mother, no?”

“Yes, I am,” the dryad moaned. “But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you two.”

“The Dark Master showed us his love,” Grobi moaned. “Would you love me?”

“I would,” purred the Dryad. “How?”

The two ghosts glanced at each other, then Dusata sank even lower into the floor. Her head pressed up between the dryad’s thighs. Instead of pushing her legs apart, the sides of the ghost’s head phased through the dryad’s legs. A moment later, Dusata nuzzled into the thick, green bush and licked at Mrs. Baldwin’s cunt.

The spectral tongue flicked over her folds. She shuddered, spreading her legs apart to stop having the ghost be in her. A shiver ran through her. That cool tongue licked at her hot and feverish flesh, sending pleasure rushing through her.

“Oh, yes,” Mrs. Baldwin moaned as Grobi rose into the air, her round boobs passing the dryad’s face. Mrs. Baldwin licked a nipple, making the ghost whimper.

But those breasts kept rising as the ghost’s legs slid through Mrs. Baldwin’s torso. The spectral chill sent a wicked shiver through her. A heartbeat later, Grobi was sitting on the dryad’s shoulders, her spectral pussy right before Mrs. Baldwin’s lips. A faintly sweet aroma filled her nose.

The dryad stroked her warm tongue through those cool petals. She shivered at the taste. It was almost not there, but Grobi had a sweetness. A shiver ran through Mrs. Baldwin. Her large breasts jiggled as the other ghost feasted on her cunt.

“Oh, yes,” the dryad moaned as she shuddered beneath Dusata’s licking. “Oh, my, that’s so good.”

“So tasty,” moaned Dusata, her voice echoing around them. Her cold tongue wiggled deep into the dryad’s warm pussy.

Life and death swirled about. A shiver ran through Mrs. Baldwin. She tongued the ghost’s pussy, savoring those spectral traces of sweet cream. Grobi’s moans were distant echoes that bled out of the ceiling. They rippled around the dryad.

She fluttered her tongue against that spectral pussy. She feasted on the ghost’s cunt, loving every moment of licking and lapping at her. It was a treat for the dryad to enjoy. She shuddered, licking with such hunger at the girl’s cunt.

She plunged her tongue in deep. She danced around in that snatch, feeling the cool flesh. The ghost’s drifting moans echoed around the dryad. Her boobs jiggled as she trembled there, Dusata’s tongue fluttering up and down her folds.

That naughty, cool tongue brushed Mrs. Baldwin’s clit.

She gasped in delight. The heat rushed through her. It was incredible for her to feel. She groaned through the bliss. She fucked her tongue in and out of Grobi’s pussy, savoring Dusata’s fluttering tongue caressing that naughty bud.

“Oh, god,” whimpered the dryad. “Oh, that’s delicious. Oh, yes, yes, you two ghosts are wonderful.”

“You are so warm,” moaned Dusata. “So full of life. I want to drown in it.”

“I’ll drown you,” whimpered Mrs. Baldwin. “And Grobi, are you going to flood me with passion.”

“You have my passion,” the ghost moaned. “Dark Mother, you have it.”

The dryad shuddered at that title. Then she latched onto Grobi’s clit. She suckled on that cool bud. A shiver ran through the Life monster girl as she nursed on the Death monster girl’s nub. She suckled hard, nursing on it.

And so did Dusata.

The other ghost slid her spectral lips around the dryad’s clit and nursed. Pleasure shot through Mrs. Baldwin. Her pussy drank it in. She rose and rose towards her climax. She would have a big one. Just burst in pleasure. She shuddered, savoring every moment of his delight. A big burst of rapture would shower through her.

She couldn’t wait for that moment. She would explode. It would be fantastic. Her entire body trembled. Her cunt clenched. The heat built and built in her. She whimpered, her body trembling from the delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned around the ghost’s clit. “I’m going to cum!”

“Yes, Dark Mother!” groaned Grobi, her voice drifting out of the ceiling, muted. Muffled. But still strong. “Lady Ereshkigal’s cold cunt!”

The ghost’s thighs squeezed about the dryad’s head. A faint gush of juices, almost like the memory of a pussy releasing a flood of cream, spilled from the ghost’s cunt. The dryad drank that sweet delight, gulping it down.

Dusata nibbled her soft, cool lips on the dryad’s hot clit. Sparks burst. Mrs. Baldwin joined Grobi in delight. Pleasure burst in the motherly dryad’s cunt. Her juices gushed out and bathed Dusata’s mouth. Rapture shuddered through Mrs. Baldwin.

She squealed her delight, stars bursting across her vision.

She tongued Grobi’s cunt as the pleasure swept through her own body. Mrs. Baldwin drowned in rapture and ghostly passion. Her big boobs bounced and jiggled as her body shook. Her toes flexed against the stone floor. She whimpered, her heart pumping heat through her veins.

Dusata lapped up the cream, her tongue sliding through the dryad’s hot folds. Mrs. Baldwin loved every moment of it. She quivered through the ecstasy, hitting that peak of bliss. She trembled there, panting as she came down.

The ghosts floated from her body, spectral legs passing through the dryad’s flesh. A shiver ran through Mrs. Baldwin. She stumbled back into the wall, panting. The two ghosts drifted together and then started kissing.

The sisters’ lips melted into incestuous passion, their spectral bodies almost merging. It was impossible to tell where Dusata began and Grobi began. Mrs. Baldwin shuddered as they shared their love for each other.

She smiled. What a wonderful harem Leo has created.

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When Crystal entered the Hellfire Room, she smiled. Her frozen body should melt in boiling temperatures, but this was her little brother’s dungeon, and she was his dominating big sister. She could not be harmed by anything here.

Flames erupted from vents, the heat rippling over her. Her blue skin reflected the ruddy highlights. Her ice-white hair fluttered around her. Hot currents swirled through the room. Her big breasts jiggled as she moved through it, crossing the uneven floor.

The salamanders found her. They appeared from behind half-melted rocks or lying on the vents spurting flames. The Fire monster girls stared at the Ice monster girl with such lust in their eyes. They all had such horny lusts.

“Look, a slut has wandered into our room,” one said. She had a red-scaled body with bands of orange scales covering her belly and big boobs. Her hair was living flames that burned down in defiance of gravity.

“Are you horny, slut?” another asked, perched on a rock with her legs spread wide, her pussy on display. “Are you here to be ravished by us.”

“Your cunt is dripping frozen juices,” another purred. She sauntered forward, her wings of fire crackling behind her. A forked tongue flicked out and fluttered before her. “Need us to lick you.”

“Fuck, yes,” Crystal said. “Mmm, you five are sexy as fuck. I want you to ravish me. I’m Leo’s big sister. I control him.”

“How can you control him when you’re controlled by that naughty cunt between your thighs,” another said. She advanced from Crystal’s right, scaled boobs bouncing. “You’re just a slattern looking to get her pussy licked and her nipple suckled. You don’t rule Leo. He rules you and that horny twat.”

A shiver ran through Crystal. “Busted.” She sank to the ground. “Have at me.”

The salamanders all rushed forward. Crystal shuddered, this room so hot. Her freezing body bled mist that vanished the moment it hit the air. She squirmed in delight as they were on her. They were all so wonderfully scaled. So sexy. Crystal was glad Leo had gotten the Fire glyph. Nina Naughty, salamanders, and a dragon.

One straddled Crystal’s face, her bald twat planting right on the ice sprite’s lips. Smoky pussy cream spilled into her mouth. She licked it up, lapping with hunger at the naughty treat. Two more salamanders went for her frozen breasts. They licked their forked tongues over her tits and caressed her nipples before sucking on her icy nubs.

A fourth salamander plunged her face into Crystal’s pussy. Scaled lips rubbed on her smooth twat while flaming hair spilled over her thighs. A forked tongue stroked through her pussy folds. The ice sprite squealed in delight.

Her back arched, and her boobs jiggled. She whimpered, squeezing her thighs around the salamander’s head. The fiery hair was wonderful. The mouths sucked at her nipples, nursing on those icy nubs while her tongue licked at the smoky twat sitting on her face. The heat of those pussy juices should melt Crystal.

She reveled in it.

The fifth salamander licked at Crystal’s foot. The forked tongue slid up and down her sole, brushing her toes. Delight shot up Crystal’s body. She moaned into the cunt on her face. Her tongue jammed into the salamander’s molten twat and swirled around in her.

“Lady Lamashtu’s cunt!” gasped the salamander. “That tongue is frozen. And it’s so deep in me.”

“Mmm, her cunt is just as cold.” The forked tongue licked at Crystal’s cunt. “But so delicious.”

“She has dainty toes,” another salamander purred. She sucked the big toe into her mouth.

Crystal moaned, her tongue dancing around in the salamander’s cunt. She stared at her scaled ass clenching in delight. The ice sprite rubbed her frozen hands up and down the salamander’s scaled thighs. Fiery hair crackled and burned, tossing as the salamander shuddered.

The hot pleasure swept through Crystal’s frozen body. She whimpered, her face contorting from the delight. She humped against the forked tongue licking at her cunt. A shiver of heat ran through her. She trembled on the ground as they pleasured her.

Mouths sucked with hot passion at her nipples. The forked tongue plunged into her cunt. A naughty mouth suckled at her toes.

“So good,” moaned Crystal. “Ooh, you monster girls are so naughty. Yes, yes. So hot. I love it.”

“Mmm, and your pussy…” The salamander rubbed her scaly face into the ice sprite’s pussy, sending delight rippling through Crystal. “Just so delicious.”

The forked tongue stroked up Crystal’s twat to her clit. Sparks burst from it. She groaned, her nipples throbbing in the hungry mouths sucking at them. She moaned, her tongue attacking salamander cunt, licking up those smoky juices.

Her frozen body drank in the delight of the salamanders’ hot tongues. She moaned into the smoldering cunt on her face, her tongue plundering the molten depths of the salamander’s twat. She danced around in the smoky depths, reveling in the taste of that yummy cream.

The forked tongue licking at her cunt brushed over her clit, bracketing her naughty pearl. Pleasure shot through the ice sprite. She moaned into that steamy twat on her face. Her nipples throbbed, those volcanic mouths nursing at her nipples.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Ooh, you naughty salamanders are so amazing. You’re going to melt me. Just melt me into a puddle.”

“Yummy puddle,” purred the one licking at Crystal’s pussy. The forked tongue thrust into her cunt’s depths and wiggled about in her. She gasped, squeezing her snatch down on the intruder. She reveled in the delight.

“Melt her,” moaned the one licking at her toes.

The forked tongue slid along Crystal’s dainty toes, sending wicked tingles racing up her leg to her pussy. The sensation mixed with the delight being stirred up in her by the blazing tongue. The mouths nibbled and suckled on her nipples shot sparks of rapture down to her cunt.

The salamanders built Crystal to her orgasm. She quivered there, climbing closer and closer to her climax. She was so eager to just burst with orgasmic delight. She would have such a huge orgasm. Her frozen body would melt from the heat of their passions.

“Goddamn, yes!” she moaned and fluttered her tongue across the salamander pussy sitting on her mouth. Her hands stroked the salamander’s scaled thighs. “You are so amazing.”

“So are you, Crystal,” the salamander sitting on her face moaned. “Lady Lamashtu’s molten cunt! Your frozen tongue feels so good on my pussy.”

“Mmm, her frozen pussy feels so good on my tongue,” groaned the salamander loving the ice sprite’s twat. “And tastes so good.”

“Fuck, yes, I taste amazing,” Crystal moaned. “Why my little brother brought me to this world.”

“Lord Leo made a wise decision,” panted the salamander sitting on her face. “I am going to cum on you! Yes, yes, you make me feel so good, Lady Crystal.”

“Mmm, cum on me!” Crystal latched her lips on the salamander’s hot clit and nursed.

Molten juices trickled over Crystal’s icy cheeks. The frigid beauty trembled, her glacial nipples melting in the mouths of the salamanders. The forked tongue thrust into the ice sprite’s depths and stirred her up. She groaned, her cunt clamping down on the wondrous delight.

She trembled, the pleasure building and building her towards that explosive release. She trembled, so close to just bursting with ecstasy. She groaned, her head tossing from side to side. Her face contorted from the delight.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she whimpered around the clit in her mouth.

“Lady Crystal!” the salamander sitting on her face whimpered. “Oh, Lady Crystal, yes!”

The salamander’s fiery wings fluttered. Her back arched. Then pussy cream gushed out of the salamander’s cunt. Hot, molten, and smoky passion bathed the ice sprite’s frigid mouth. She gulped it down, the heat rushing through her body. It was so intense.

Her nipples throbbed in the salamanders’ sucking mouths. Her pussy clenched about the burning tongue swirling through her frigid cunt. Her toes curled, bathed by the naughty salamander. Crystal arched her back and exploded.

“Fuck!” she howled into the cumming pussy as rapture swept through her icy body.

She bucked and shuddered on the stony floor, the air boiling around her. Ecstasy melted her mind. She moaned and trembled, toes flexing. Her pussy convulsed. Juices gushed out. A hot flood of passion. She whimpered, eyes squeezing shut. This was incredible. Fantastic.

She squirmed on the ground. Her boobs jiggled. The mouths kept sucking on her nipples. She lapped up the salamander’s pussy cream. Such delight rippled through her body. The forked tongue licked up her juices flooding out of her melting twat.

“So good!” she moaned into the smoky pussy grinding on her mouth. “Oh, god, that’s so good.”

“And so yummy,” moaned the salamander licking at her pussy.

Mouths popped off her nipples. “Ooh, she is so sexy. I want to lick her pussy now.”

“No, no, it’s my turn,” another salamander purred.

“I want to sit on her face,” gasped a third.

“Oh, my god, let me lick all your cunts,” Crystal moaned, the air broiling around her. This room was so hot. So stifling. So passionate. “I want to eat all you sexy salamanders’ cunts!”

A chorus of delight echoed around Crystal as she trembled through her orgasm. She hit that wonderful peak. A big smile crossed her lips. She licked them, feeling so good right now. Just so amazing after all that wonderful passion had swept through her.

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Halia worried about her father.

She rode the elevator, the magical disc that could travel up and down at vast speed, to the top of the Observatory Tower. It took a minute or so, her hands folded behind her. She was naked, she often went unclothed like the monster girls did these days.

Her braid of black hair swept down her back, the silky hairs at the end brushing her clasped hands. Her boobs jiggled when the elevator stopped. She was at the top of the tower. A permanent illusion made the tower look like a small crag on the mountain, but she could see through it from the inside. The air had a chill, her nipples puckering.

She padded barefoot across the cold stones to the ramparts and stared out at the world. The mountain stretched out to the wooded foothills. Those gave way to the farmland around Astovin, the village itself a faint smear of brown and gray.

Her mind played over the encounter with her father. Something nagged at her. It was more that her father, the great and noble hero, had been twisted into something shadowy and foul by the Lord and Lady of Darkness. Halia just couldn’t place it.

She stared out at the world and pondered what had happened over and over again, searching for the clue she was missing while worrying about what would happen next time. They had almost all died. The entire harem had been destroyed by him.

He was a threat unlike anything that had ever lived in this world.

“What have you become, Father?” she whispered, her eyes distant.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

The angelic Bella Lucina made her way to the very entrance of the dungeon. She passed through the labyrinths and the trap rooms. She smiled to patrolling orcs and oozes, to satyrs staring at her with lusty eyes, and to arachnes lurking in the ceiling to pounce. Her halo glowed about her, often the only light in the unlit dungeons.

Not that any of the denizens of Leo’s dungeon needed light. They could see because it was their home. They would all be helpless in another’s dungeon, but there was literally nothing in here that could hurt them. She could step on every pressure plate for every trap, and they would not go off. She wouldn’t freeze to death in the Frozen Room nor burn to death in the Hellfire Room.

Her white-feathered wings fluttered as she stepped into the entrance cave. Sunlight streamed through from the outside world. The elevator to the Observatory Tower lay nearby as did the tunnel leading to Astovin village. All three exits funneled into that room. Here, the werebears and basilisks guarded.

“Lady Lucina,” hissed Skamianiela. The basilisk sauntered to the busty angel, the monster girl’s own big boobs jiggling but they had a firmness to them despite their size. Covered by bands of pink belly scales, the rigidness kept them from truly heaving. The rest of her body was covered in blue scales. She had a lithe figure, sensual and gorgeous. “What brings you here?”

“I thought you monster girls deserved a reward,” said Bella Lucina. The angel smiled at them. She enjoyed the lusty sights Skamianiela and the other basilisks and werebears gave her.

“Reward?” asked Bhaaloo, one of the werebears. They were the most human-looking of all Leo’s monster girls. They appeared to be voluptuous women with black hair and tan skin. They had golden eyes. Even their sharp claws could pass as sculpted fingernails and their fangs were only visible when they smiled broadly.

Of course, when they transformed into their bear form, there was no disguising how monstrous they were.

“Why, yes,” the angel purred, her halo pulsing with delight. “I mean, you six are on the front line. Every adventurer has to pass through you. Poor dears, you die more than any other of Leo’s monster girls.”

“We’re honored to die for him,” hissed Skamianiela. She stopped before the angel. “We gladly fight and perish for him.”

“We were born to die for Lord Leo,” Bhaaloo added. “There’s nothing we want more in this world than to protect him. We love him.”

“Love him,” echoed Vielmi, another of the basilisks. The other four monster girls held their spots to defend the cave entrance, ready to pounce should a band of adventurers or other threats enter.

“That’s why you deserve a reward,” purred Mrs. Lucina. She reached out her hands and cupped the two monster girls’ tits. Bhaaloo’s were soft and motherly. The angel dug her fingers into the pliant, tan flesh. Skamianiela’s were hard, the bands of scales hardly moving, but the flesh beneath felt so soft. “Mmm, let me just love you all.”

She leaned in and kissed Skamianiela’s scaled lips. The angel’s wings fluttered as she planted her mouth on the basilisk’s. The two monster girls kissed. A forked tongue thrust into Mrs. Lucina’s mouth and played with her own. Skamianiela’s pink, feathery hair rustled as the basilisk shuddered.

“Mmm, that’s so sexy,” purred Bhaaloo. She ducked her head down and suckled the angel’s pink nipple into her mouth.

Mrs. Lucina closed her sapphire eyes. Her halo glowed brighter as the pleasure shot down to her pussy. Her cunt clenched. This new world was so different from the one she’d left behind. She hardly thought of her husband, daughter, and son. The Mrs. Lucina who loved them had stayed behind. She was that bit of the MILF who enjoyed Leo staring at her ass while she worked in the garden.

The one that had the occasional thought of being taken hard by the young man.

That small glimmer of light had been magnified in her, swelled by the use of mirrors and focused on this new version of Mrs. Lucina. The MILF who wanted to experience his young cock fucking her pussy and any other delights she had denied herself when she chose the role of housewife, committing herself to one man.

Though she was still committed to one man, she had so many other delights to enjoy.

She broke the kiss with Skamianiela, her nipple throbbing in Bhaaloo’s mouth. The angel smacked her lips and squeezed both monster girls’ tits, really digging into the werebear’s soft boob. Bhaaloo’s golden eyes stared up at the angel.

With a growl, Bhaaloo ripped her mouth off her nub and shot her head up. She kissed the angel with passion. The werebear’s tongue thrust boldly into Mrs. Lucina’s mouth, plundering her. Ravishing her with feral passion.

“Mmm, you are so sexy, Mrs Lucina,” hissed Skamianiela. “Yes, you are. Mmm, you and Mrs. Baldwin are the mothers of us all.”

As Skamianiela suckled on the angelic MILF’s nipple, a thought flashed through Mrs. Lucina’s mind, I just wish I lactated like Zoe did. That would be exciting.

Still, her nipple felt amazing in Skamianiela’s scaled lips. The basilisk’s forked tongue caressed the nub, shooting delight to the angel’s hairless pussy. It was still a little strange having no pubic hair. The MILF had no control over that.

In this world, angels didn’t have bushes.

Her juices beaded the plump flesh of her vulva. The sweet aroma of her heavenly pussy mixed with the tart aroma of the basilisk’s cunt and the tangy delight of the werebear’s twat. The three scents mixed in her nose. She groaned in delight, breaking the kiss with Bhaaloo.

“Mmm, who should I lick first?” she asked, glancing from Skamianiela nursing at her nipple and Bhaaloo fondling her other tit.

“Skamianiela,” purred Bhaaloo. “Last time we were attacked, she saved my life. She deserves to have her pussy licked.” The werebear flicked her tongue over her plump lips. “I know I love eating her out.”

“Do you naughty monster girls make love to each other?” Mrs. Lucina asked with a naughty tone to her voice.

“Of course we do,” purred Bhaaloo. “We’re Lord Leo’s. He is a lusty man. So we are lusty monster girls.”

“And if he was an angry man, would you fight each other?” Mrs. Lucina asked.

“Probably.” The werebear licked her lips. “We would challenge each other. Fight to see who was the strongest. The best able to defend him.”

Skamianiela popped her mouth off the angel’s nipple, sending a final shiver through her body. “But we just spar now. The satyrs and oozes join us. We train them. Make them better. Lord Leo loves us. He does not replace us.”

“Even if he should,” said Bhaaloo. “But that is what makes him such a great man.”

“Yes, it does,” I purred. “Mmm, Skamianiela, on your back. Let me feast on that wonderful pussy.”

The basilisk smiled, a greenish smoke spilling from the corner of her mouth. Her petrification breath. It wouldn’t work on Mrs. Lucina. They were all part of the same dungeon. United by Leo and the Void Crystal. Their souls were all connected.

That made Mrs. Lucina smile every time she thought of it. All of them, Halia and Fara included, were united with Leo. And he was united with them. We all live together and we’ll die together.

That gave her comfort. No matter what, they would all be together for eternity. She knew that if they died, their souls would stay connected to Leo’s. Whatever lay beyond, they would face as one family.

Mrs. Lucina hummed in delight as Skamianiela stretched out on her back. The basilisk had a big smile on her lips. Her scaly breasts didn’t pillow into two mounds but maintained their perky shape. Her blue-scaled fingers ran up and down her pink belly scales. They went all the way down to her pussy, her slit gleaming.

The angel’s wings fluttered as she sank to her knees. Her pale fingers landed on the blue scales of the basilisk’s thighs. They were hard and pebbly, the texture so delicious beneath Mrs. Lucina’s hands. She stroked upward as she leaned in, her halo spilling golden light across Skamianiela’s banded belly scales.

“Lady Ki’s rumbling cunt,” hissed the basilisk, “I’m so wet for you, Mrs. Lucina.”

“I can tell,” purred the angel. She breathed in. “Oh, my, and I can smell that wonderful, tart delight. You need to have your cunt devoured, don’t you?”

“Yes,” the basilisk moaned. She smacked her scaled lips together. “I need it so bad.”

Smiling, the angel ducked her head down and pressed her mouth into the basilisk’s pussy lips. Mrs. Lucina kissed at the scaled vulva parted by that tight and juicy slit. The tart cream melted through the angel’s mouth, setting off her taste buds.

The angel licked up that slit.

Skamianiela gasped. The basilisk arched her back, thrusting those big, firm tits into the air. They hardly jiggled. Her moans were so delicious. The angel fluttered her wings and licked at that hot cunt with hunger. She dragged her tongue from taint to clit, gathering all the juices she could.

SMACK!

Bhaaloo’s hand spanked the angel’s rump. Heat flared and melted to her juicy pussy. Her wings fluttered from the delight. She moaned into the basilisk’s pussy, licking at that wonderful twat with hunger.

“Mmm, that ass, Mrs. Lucina,” growled Bhaaloo. “Lady Ianna’s revitalizing cunt, but that ass is delicious.”

The werebear grabbed both of the angel’s butt-cheeks and parted them. I thought she was going for my pussy, but I think she has other ideas , Mrs. Lucina thought. The old her never would have been down to have her asshole licked, but the new her…

The new her was the adventurous part of her that loved everything.

The werebear’s black hair spilled over Mrs. Lucina’s rump. The black curls tickled her. She shuddered at the touch then gasped as the werebear’s face nuzzled into her butt-crack. A hot tongue licked at her asshole, caressing her sour hole.

A shiver ran through the MILF. She groaned into the basilisk’s cunt at the licking delight. The werebear’s tongue stroked Mrs. Lucina’s sphincter. Teased her puckered backdoor. She shuddered in delight at the wet rimming.

“Mrs. Lucina,” moaned Skamianiela. Her boobs quivered, nipples thrusting hard from the scaled mounds. Blue thighs squeezed about the MILF’s head, the pebbly texture feeling so wonderfully rough on her cheeks. “Yes, yes, that’s so good. Lady Ki’s cunt!”

Mrs. Lucina licked up and down the basilisk’s twat. Then the angel thrust her tongue into that juicy hole. She danced it around in the tart twat, pleasuring Skamianiela. The basilisk moaned, her hands grabbing her boobs, squeezing them.

“Mmm, what a yummy asshole,” growled Bhaaloo. “Mrs. Lucina… You have such a tasty ass.”
“Thanks,” she moaned as the werebear resumed licking. The tongue swirled around her puckered hole then pressed against the center. The tongue drilled at the angel’s asshole.

Her anal ring parted. The tongue wiggled into her bowels. A shiver ran through the angel. She loved how wicked that felt. Bhaaloo danced her tongue around in Mrs. Lucina’s bowels, the heat melting to her juicy cunt.

Moaning from the delight, Mrs. Lucina’s tongue fucked in and out of Skamianiela’s tart twat. The MILF thrust in hard and fluttered around before pulling back. Those wonderful juices melted such flavor through the angel’s mouth.

Oh, she has such a yummy cunt , thought Mrs. Lucina. Mmm, and Bhaaloo’s tongue… Ooh, that’s nice swirling around in my bowels.

The angel’s pussy grew hotter and hotter. Juices ran down her thighs, spilling out of her hairless twat. Nothing contained those juices. They ran hot down her flesh. She groaned, drinking them in. Her body trembled from the ticklish heat those rivulets gave her.

She swirled her tongue around in Skamianiela’s tart pussy. The basilisk hissed her delight. She shuddered, fingers sliding up her pink-scaled boobs to grasp those hard nubs at the top. She twisted and twerked them, her cunt clamping down on the angel’s tongue.

“Oh, yes!” moaned Skamianiela. “Lady Ki’s cunt, you’re amazing.”

“Mmm, just enjoy,” the angel moaned. “I want you to drown me in your juices.”

“I will, Mrs. Lucina!” she moaned.

SMACK!

The angel gasped at another spank landing on her butt-cheek. The heat melted down to her cunt. Wings fluttering, the angel shoved her right hand down her body. Her fingers slid across her hairless pudenda to find the top of her juicy folds. Her clit poked out of the hood.

She massaged her bud as Bhaaloo’s wicked tongue danced and swirled in her asshole. The angel loved the wild delight while savoring the pleasure of frigging her clit. Her wings flapped and halo pulsed with her building pleasure.

“Mmm, that’s so good,” Mrs. Lucina moaned, rubbing her pearl in slow circles. Her asshole clenched on Bhaaloo’s tongue. “You naughty werebear.”

“She’s just eating your asshole,” cooed Skamianiela. “That’s so hot.”

“I love eating assholes,” purred Daant, another of the werebears.

“You can lick my asshole next,” promised the angel. “While I eat out Bhaaloo’s cunt. I’m not leaving here until all six of you have drowned me in your cunt cream.”

“Mrs. Lucina,” hissed Piaro, a basilisk. “You are such a wonderful angel.”

“Our Mother of Light,” groaned Panja, the third werebear down here.

“Yes,” Vielmi moaned. The basilisk watched on, her feathery hair rustling in a slight breeze coming in from the entrance.

Mrs. Lucina thrust her tongue deep into Skamianiela’s cunt. The angel swirled it around in the basilisk’s twat, licking and lapping with such ferocity. Mrs. Lucina’s fingers rubbed at her clit. Her bud burst with sparks. Her asshole clenched down on Bhaaloo’s tongue.

The angel rose to her orgasm. She swelled closer and closer to it as she massaged her bud. Her wings fluttered. Heat swept through her. Bhaaloo’s tongue danced in her asshole while the werebear’s fingers gripped her rump.

“I’m getting so close to cumming, Mrs. Lucina,” groaned Skamianiela. Her scaled thighs squeezed tight about the angel’s smooth cheeks.

The angel licked up to Skamianiela’s clit. Wings twitching, Mrs. Lucina fluttered her tongue against that little pearl while rubbing harder at her own. Bhaaloo’s tongue thrust in and out of the angel’s asshole. She groaned, her halo glowing brighter.

Mrs. Lucina’s own orgasm approached.

She sealed her lips about Skamianiela’s clit and nibbled on that naughty bud. The MILF’s soft lips massaged the bud while her fingers rubbed so hard at her own. Pleasure swelled in the angel. Her asshole squeezed about Bhaaloo’s probing tongue.

I’m going to explode , thought the angel. She slid her fingers from her clit and thrust them into her juicy pussy. The heel of her hand ground on her bud, massaging her pearl.

Sparks flared. Heat melted down from her asshole, stirred up by the werebear’s naughty licking and lapping. Mrs. Lucina shuddered, her pleasure building and building in her. She whimpered, loving every moment of this. She would have such a huge orgasm. Her fingers thrust in and out of her cunt.

“Lady Ki’s rumbling cunt!” squealed Skamianiela.

Tart juices gushed out of the basilisk’s pussy and bathed Mrs. Lucina’s mouth. The angel abandoned the basilisk’s clit to lick up the tart juices gushing out of the spasming cunt. The MILF licked and lapped up the cream, her own pussy clamping down on her fingers.

Bhaaloo clenched her fingers into Mrs. Lucina’s butt-cheeks, massaging them. The werebear’s tongue fluttered deep into the angel’s asshole. The heat melted to her pussy being reamed by her fingers. She groaned, the pleasure building and building in her. She would have a big burst of pleasure. Just explode.

“Yes!” squealed the angelic MILF, her fingers burying into her cunt.

Her pussy went wild around her digits. Her cunt convulsed around those two fingers while her asshole spasmed about Bhaaloo’s tongue. The angel’s halo flared bright. Her boobs swayed beneath her. Bright rapture shone through her body and illuminated her mind with ecstasy.

She drank Skamianiela’s tart cream as her own sweet juices gushed out around her digits. Pleasure swept through her flesh. She whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut as she reveled in the bright passion glowing out of her cunt.

She quivered there, Bhaaloo’s tongue dancing in her asshole, and shone so bright. Her passion radiated out through her halo. The angelic MILF quivered through her ecstasy. She rubbed her face into Skamianiela’s vulva, savoring the feel of scaled flesh and the silky folds.

“Oh, that was amazing,” she moaned, pulling her fingers out of her juicy twat. “Mmm, Bhaaloo, it’s your turn to get eaten.”

“And my turn to eat your asshole,” Daant moaned.

“Yes, it is,” purred the angelic MILF, tart basilisk cream running down her chin as she sat up. Her big boobs jiggled. “Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

She was so glad that she was here rewarding the monster girls. She dove into Bhaaloo’s cunt, feasting on her tangy delight while Daant rimmed her asshole. The angel loved the way the werebear tongue-fucked her bowels.

After, she ate out Daant while Vielmi devoured the angel’s cunt. Then Vielmi sat on Mrs. Lucina’s face while Piaro ate out her pussy. She came hard on the basilisk’s mouth while drinking Vielmi’s tart juices. Piaro begged to have her asshole eaten out, which Mrs. Lucina was more than happy to do, enjoying that sour musk. As she did, Panja fingered both the angel’s holes, driving her wild.

Panja was the last pussy she ate in the entrance hall. She knelt before the werebear and feasted on her, Panja moaning and gasping. Mrs. Lucina’s halo pulsed with such bright light as she savored them. Panja’s moans burst through the room.

And that was when everyone went still.

“Adventurers,” hissed Daant.

Mrs. Lucina gasped and pulled her face from the pussy. She looked out at the entrance. The setting sun stretched out long shadows that fell into the entrance of the cave. She licked her lips as the first entered, a dwarf in heavy armor, a massive, two-handed warhammer gripped in his hand. His beard spilled down the front of his breastplate, red and curly. Behind him came another warrior, an elf in leather armor with a light blade. His ears twitched, eyes casting around. A human mage in robes and holding his spellbook was next with a priest in brown robes, a holy symbol worked with the Glyph of Earth around his neck. At the rear, a halfling walked, looking petite and almost child-like, save for the scar on her face and the crossbow in hand, the tip gleaming with something black and sticky.

Poison.

The basilisks burst out first. They breathed their petrification breath. A crossbow took Skamianiela in the head before she could breathe. She stumbled back and then collapsed. Her body spasmed, froth bubbling on her lips.

“No!” Mrs. Lucina shouted in horror.

The breath washed over the dwarf warrior and the elf. The mage cursed and cried out something. The air warped around him, a shield that saved him. The priest started chanting. He followed the Lord and Lady of Earth.

He can reverse the petrification, she realized.

The mist cleared and revealed the dwarf and elf had been turned to stone, but the priest was crying out to the Lady of Earth, holding up his medallion to mend them. The werebears roared and charged at them now.

A ball of fire streaked from the mage and burst on Daant. Her fur burned and she roared in pain, flinching back from the blow. Mrs. Lucina threw her wings wide and focused her halo on the priest chanting to restore the two petrified allies.

Her beam of light struck the priest in the head. He screamed as the light burned him. He collapsed on his back, dead. She shuddered. She had never killed a person. Monster girls, yes, but not a person. But she didn’t care. They attacked her family.

The werebears crashed into the mage, ripping through defenses. A burst of fire slammed into Bhaaloo. She roared in pain and slashed with her claws, ripping off half the mage’s face and jaw. The halfling fired another crossbow bolt. It took Panja in the shoulder.

The werebear roared in pain and leaped at the halfling, crushing the rogue. And just like that, it was over. Skamianiela’s body vanished. So did Daant’s. Bhaaloo staggered, flesh burned. Panja turned into her human form, shouting in pain, the poison burning through her.

“No!” Mrs. Lucina cried and ran to her.

She raced past the petrified dwarf and elf. She fell to her knees and grabbed Panja’s hand. The werebear stared up at her, eyes misty with pain. Froth bubbled at her lips as the poison ravished her body. Blood spilled from the crossbow bolt.

“Thank… you…” Panja groaned. “It was… nice… that you… visited…”

“You’re welcome,” Mrs. Lucina whispered, squeezing tight. “I’ll do it more often. Bring the others.”

A smile spread on Panja’s frothy lips. Then she groaned and went limp. Her body melted away. Mrs. Lucina held nothing. It was over so fast. She stood up and turned around to stare back into the entrance hall. Bhaaloo clutched at her burned breast, still alive. The other two basilisks started grabbing the bodies and dragging them out of the dungeon. They had done this many times.

Then the world seemed to shift. Bhaaloo’s wounds vanished as did the statues of the dwarf and elf. Panja, Skamianiela, and Daant all appeared in the cave alive and hale. They stretched their backs like they had just woken up from a dream. It was so surreal to Mrs. Lucina.

“So weak,” said Panja as she moved to help the others carry the bodies to the field where they were left. Someone from Astovin, it seemed, would collect the bodies for burial. “They barely put up a fight.”

“They killed half of you,” gasped Mrs. Lucina. “That was weak?”

“Yeah, the strong ones blow past us,” said Skamianiela. “Everyone knows they have to get through a pack of werebears and basilisks now. They come in prepared. Take potions to avoid being petrified. Use magic that’s good at taking down bears. Heavy weapons.”

“And it doesn’t bother you at all?” Mrs. Lucina asked.

They all blinked at her in confusion. No, it didn’t bother them at all. This was how the world was supposed to work. They were the guardians of the dungeon. Adventurers would gear up to face the threats they knew about. Survivors escaped all the time. Word was spreading throughout the world.

Leo Baldwin was gaining a reputation.

To be continued…

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