4.40 – Ana I
The downsides of Ana's new weapon beca apparent rather quickly.
Not her taphorical new weapon, but her literal one, drawn from the most recent loot chest. She'd known walking around with a plug of tal inside her would pose more than a few difficulties, but even the short trip to the next hallway door emphasized just how much so.
Ana was a mage, and so the buttplug's effect on her physical coordination wouldn't matter much, but the ntal distraction would. The sensation of a thick plug stirring around inside her with each step ant staying focused was going to be a challenge in both the imdiate future, and her foreseeable delving career, so long as the gemstone accessory stayed her best available weapon.
Ana wouldn't call herself the most distractible woman, finding it quite easy to focus on the task at hand, but the particular concoction of distractions she was faced with overruled her natural proclivities: her new cock, Natalie's nakedness, and a thick new buttplug ant that she wasn't particularly paying attention to her surroundings as Natalie swung open the door, headed for the next interdiary hallway to the series of challenge rooms. Ana's cock stood proudly at attention, twitching, feeling hot, and bobbing side to side with her movents. The thick, pulsing mber was still disorienting; she had far from gotten used to it. Ana didn't think that would change any ti soon, especially with constant stimulation. She'd barely been managing to keep the thing under control even before having her ass plugged.
She just hoped that during combat the sensation would be easier to ignore. That was the one thing that would make her retire the weapon—if it proved itself impractical.
Even as she and Natalie advanced to the next hallway, Ana idly tested the plug's mana-storage capabilities. It was as seamless to activate as she hoped. A simple thought filled the gem, and just as easily, she could withdraw the stored mana, returning it to her natural mana pool. She'd been worried that moving that enigmatic power around would co with downsides—difficulty, or perhaps conversion losses—but that didn't seem to be the case.
The storage size was impressive even at the plug's base tier, too: almost half of Ana's entire pool. That was a phenonal boon to take into any given fight. A fifty percent bonus to her mana was genuinely an unbelievable level-two tool, and it more than made up for the distracting sensations associated with equipping it. And while the plug didn't provide a ans to regenerate mana faster, and so over the course of a long dungeon run, its usefulness waned, being able to recharge fully and enter a boss fight—or any other important encounter—with so much more starting mana was incredible.
Ana intended to make good use of the [Expanding Nexus Gem]. Inserting it had been challenging to begin with, though, and so progress might not co quickly. She wasn't sure just how large the accessory would grow, but if Ana had to guess, fairly large. The good news was that walking around with it stretching out her ass out all day ought to be good training—it shouldn't be too long before she was accustod to taking an impressive amount of tal up her ass.
Which wasn't a delving proficiency Ana had ever thought she would acquire, but these were strange tis.
Perhaps, even, she should wear it around campus. She would have to co up with explanations for where her weapon had gone, and learning to not walk suspiciously could be a problem too. But she would handle that when she got to it. Plus, the requirent to have a teammate insert the gem was its own roadblock. It was only fair such an amazing piece of equipnt ca with burdenso downsides. Ana was still quite pleased with the item.
Before swinging open the door and entering the next hallway, Natalie glanced back at her. Her eyes flicked down to Ana's cock, though quickly, like she hadn't ant to. Her cheeks colored, and she looked back forward. Ana didn't comnt, though her skin tingled at being so obviously admired.
Despite all the absurdity of the past hour, Natalie stayed aware of the potential for danger. She peeked through the door cautiously, scouting for enemies or traps. Ana had expected the upcoming hallway to be the sa as the previous two, but by how Natalie paused, Ana knew sothing was up.
"What is it?"
"There's a mirror."
"There is?"
"Near the ladder." Natalie frowned at whatever she could see inside the hallway—Ana kept a safe distance. "It doesn't look dangerous, but we should be ready for sothing."
Ana pushed aside her previous musings, and the awkwardness and excitent of her and Natalie's lewd adventures and loot. Once again, they were dealing with the dungeon proper, and a lack of focus could an injury or death. It was more than a bit jarring having to swap between the two vastly different contexts, but they didn't have much choice. And in an odd way, the contrast highlighted the events, made them more potent for their strangeness.
Ana followed after Natalie. As Natalie had said, there was a mirror to the right of the exit ladder, though the joining hallway was otherwise the sa as the earlier ones. Ana scanned the walls, floor, and ceiling, looking for traps, but found nothing.
They approached the mirror cautiously. After their last encounter with a mirror throwing them into this trap to begin with, and the boss utilizing them as a key chanic, Ana chose to have an abundance of wariness—as did Natalie.
"It's … not a mirror?" Natalie said. "Just glass. It's not reflecting anything. I can see through it."
Natalie held her hamr up, prepping herself for sothing that might fling itself through—since that was how the last boss fight had gone. Ana didn't find that likely, though. The hallways seed to be safe zones. Sothing else was up.
They finished approaching the suspicious furnishing. Natalie's muscles tensed, being the first to arrive, with Ana keeping a safe distance, as any mage should. Natalie got a full vantage of what was inside the mirror, and her eyes widened. Ana, out of curiosity, edged in too, wanting to see.
Inside the mirror, a form beca visible. White-haired, in full delving gear, and with a rapier at her hip, the sight was familiar, though highly unexpected.
"Sofia?" Natalie exclaid.
"Ana?" Sofia's reply ca, just as surprised. More so, even, probably because they were naked—not sothing Sofia had expected to see.
Ana finished coming to Natalie's side, assuming by this point that a monster wouldn't co hurling through the mirror. Their team's white-haired rapier-wielding fighter stood there—staring at them with wide eyes, a blush quickly growing on her cheeks. Sofia looked relieved despite her embarrassnt, though. Ana covered herself up with her arms and hands, following Natalie's lead. She wasn't nearly as perturbed by nakedness as most people—whether it was her own or others'—but that didn't an she wouldn't follow basic rules for modesty. Even if it felt like it was becoming rather pointless, considering Natalie's class.
"And Nat," Sofia said, eyes turning to her next. "You're fine too. That's good." She sounded relieved—Ana supposed disappearing into a trap was sothing worth worrying about.
"Jordan?" a new voice interjected. "Did you found sothing?"
Ana paused. It was Jordan's voice who had asked the question—sothing that made Ana instantly suspicious of what was going on.
"Who are you talking to?" Jordan's voice continued from out of sight. The dark-haired rogue arrived at Sofia's shoulder a mont later. Liz, the last unaccounted-for mber of their party, also joined them, crowding around the mirror.
"It's them," Sofia answered Jordan. "The mirrors are linked, I guess?" Sofia frowned at Natalie and Ana. "And why are you two naked?" The white-haired girl studied Ana, as if sensing sothing was off. If Ana had to guess, she and Natalie were easy to tell apart, even if they were in each other's bodies. Natalie was much more expressive than Ana, and she looked plainly relieved to see the rest of the party. Ana, on her part, kept her usual neutral mask, which had to look out of place while wearing Natalie's face.
"Actually, that's a dumb question," Sofia said. "Let guess, sothing to do with Natalie's class."
Ana could also sense that sothing was off with the three won crowded around the mirror. Sofia, Jordan, and Liz's mannerisms were all wrong, in a hard-to-place but nonetheless obvious way. Joined with the earlier hint—Jordan calling Sofia by her own na—Ana suspected what was going on. And Sofia confird the theory in short order.
"Oh, and I'm not Sofia," Sofia said. "She is." Sofia—or, correctly put, Jordan in Sofia's body—gestured at Liz. "And that's Liz." She pointed at Jordan. Sofia frowned, her eyes flicking between Ana and Natalie. "You two also swapped, didn't you?"
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