The raid group was ford and we were already inside of the raid that featured my target at the end of it. First, though, we needed to fight our way through the volcano that served as the raid’s location. My target was at the volcano’s caldera sitting on a platform in the middle waiting for us, but there were plenty of volcanic tunnels for us to make our way through first before we could reach her.
And for the first ti since leaving my old guild, I ford a raid group that made
feel like I was back in the old days. All it was missing was one of those epic sequences in movies where everybody ca together at the last minute in the form of reinforcents, but it was nothing that epic, unfortunately. Instead, what happened was
ssaging everybody who was online, asking if they wanted to help
out with sothing, and then I sent party invites to them.
The raid was split into two parties.
The first party consisted of: , Akorya, Thera, Lizamoo, and Cani.
Lily wasn’t maxed yet nor did she have good enough gear, so she wasn’t able to join us in the first group. I was, however, able to convinced Thera, Lizamoo, and Cani to help
out.
Thera had nothing better to do, Lizamoo was just surprised that I ever actually reached out to her and thought it sounded fun, and Cani was grateful to help as a way to pay
back for letting her set up her restaurant in my dungeon.
Then there was the second group in our raid.
Marisa.
Alisa.
Ava.
Nora.
And… Jonathon.
I was still waiting on Jonathon to make that fem alt he implied wanting to make for the sole purpose of getting to suck a bunch of dick in my dungeon, but maybe he chickened out of that after all, unfortunately.
I was really curious about what a fem alt made by him would look like. Also, I wanted to get to tease him while he acted like a cock-hungry girl who couldn’t resist sucking dick.
Sha.
That aside, the ten of us were enough for the lower tier version of the raid that featured my target at the end of it. The raid had two versions: a ten-man version and a twenty-five-man version. The twenty-five-man version was the significantly harder one that dropped exclusive, and better, rewards compared to the ten-man version, but it didn’t matter. All of those items already lost to power creep and even the welfare gear from the latest patch put it to sha. If it wasn’t due to the raid size requirent to enter the raid in the first place, a single party would have been more than enough to handle the ten-man version of the raid.
But there was that requirent which ant we needed to fill two parties up with enough max-level characters who also reached the minimum average item level requirent.
Lily resolved herself to get up to max level as soon as possible when she found out that she wouldn’t get to co with us. She even looked a little jealous when she found out that the four won who started playing months after her all hit max level a while ago and were far better geared than she was.
Jealous Lily looked cute.
If I was a horrible person, I would want to purposely make Lily look jealous every single day just to enjoy how cute she was, but I couldn’t bring myself to do that. Even in this situation, despite it being innocent and no big deal, I still felt bad knowing that she was jealous.
But she was so cute at the sa ti.
“What’s on your mind, darling?” Thera asked, standing with , Akorya, Lizamoo, Cani, and Jonathon as Marisa, Alisa, Ava, and Nora dealt with the enemies ahead of us.
I looked up at Thera and tried to imagine her expression if she was jealous.
I couldn’t.
No matter how hard I tried, I just could not imagine a jealous Thera. Was it even possible to make her jealous? Would she even show it if she did get jealous?
“Thera,” I said, “what would make you jealous?”
“Nothing,” Thera answered.
“Co on, seriously? Nothing?”
“Indeed. Nothing.”
“How is that even possible?”
“Because I would never allow sothing to reach the point of making
jealous in the first place. If sobody or sothing ever made
jealous, I would likely feel sothing else first which would dictate my response. For example, if I had a lover, and my lover cheated on , I would not feel jealous. I would simply leave said lover and move on with my life.”
I sighed and slouched my shoulders. “You’re too cool, Thera. It’s not fair. I want to see you jealous.”
“My apologies, darling, but what you wish for is the impossible.”
I grumbled a little before giving up on that, instead looking ahead where the second party, Jonathon excluded, was in the middle of dominating a bunch of dragontaurs.
Not only did having far better gear an that killing the enemies in the raid would be easy with just a single party, but it ant that they could be dominated, too, and the girls of the second party had every intention of fucking their way through the raid while the rest of us stood back and watched.
anwhile, sowhat of an interesting conversation was happening behind
between two people who I didn’t expect to get along in the slightest. It wasn’t like I thought they would dislike each other or anything, I just… never imagined them talking to each other before.
“No, no,” Lizamoo said to Jonathon, “cuckolding is garbage. I hate that.”
“But… you like that other thing. Isn’t that what it is? Netorare or whatever?” Jonathon asked.
“You’re inexperienced in the ways of NTR, I see. Okay. So, there are a few different things here. Netorase is basically the sa as cuckolding where everybody involved is willing. Both of those usually have a humiliation aspect targeting the guy being cheated on. That stuff makes
cringe. I don’t want to see my lover licking the cum out of
after I get fucked by sobody else. Big yikes there. Now, netori is the fetish of weak n who are traitors to their brothers. The whole appeal of netori is being the one fucking other people who are taken. So instead of being cheated on, you’re the one stealing a woman and making her cheat on so other guy. That’s also big yikes. And then there’s netorare. Beautiful, amazing, perfect, flawless netorare. For starters, netorare typically implies force. There’s no consent involved. So, it’s not a story of so guy’s girlfriend or wife being a slut and cheating on him. I don’t like those sorts of characters in things. I like to see good, wholeso, pure girls fall from grace. I don’t want to see a slut be a slut, you know? So anyways, netorare focuses on the girl’s fall from grace. It’s about the corruption. Say you have an angel girl. If she’s single and gets raped by tentacle demons, that’s—sure, it’s corruption, but it’s basic. Now, put her in a relationship. An angel girl with a husband who gets raped by tentacle demons. Suddenly, the corruption elent is like a hundred tis stronger than before. But if you make the guy being cheated on into it, then that takes away from the corruption stuff. So does making her willing and purposely cheating on him. This is why cheating is cringe, cuckolding is boring, and netorare is blessed culture. Oh, and it’s why netori is pointless. It’s just sothing guys with dominance complexes like.”
I knew that Lizamoo was into the whole acting unwilling and netorare thing, but I didn’t know she was that passionate about it. She did a pretty good job of explaining the differences, though, whenever one excluded the personal bias she interjected into it.
Personally, I wasn’t into any of t hose, but I didn’t care what other people were into as long as it was all consensual behind the scenes.
“So… it’s not the cheating stuff you like, just the corruption stuff?” Jonathon asked.
“Exactly!” Lizamoo shouted. “There’s nothing better than corruption! To have so holy, righteous, pure knight leave her ho and husband to go fight against demons invading the continent, only to be put in her place and ravaged by the demonic hordes who want to turn her into a breeder for the sake of expanding their army, eventually returning ho and fucking her in front of her husband who she can’t even recognize anymore due to how broken by demon dick she’s beco… ah… that sort of thing is the best. That’s also why it’s even better when the girl eventually becos so broken that it loops around to being consensual. She’d willingly service every demon dick she can get inside of her, potentially even rise up the ranks of the demonic army and beco the new demon queen. From helpless, pure little knight to queen breeder of the demonic hordes. Now that’s good stuff. God, I want that to be . I want to be a knightess with a husband who gets broken by a demon into becoming his personal breeder cow, and then I want to fall so far into depravity that I beco the queen of all demons and continue the cycle by ordering them to invade and kidnap even more won for our hordes. Skewer
on a giant, red, bumpy demon dick the size of my body, inflate
with cum until I can’t even move, and then keep on fucking
while my husband is forced to watch as I don’t even recognize who he is. Now that’s so good stuff.”
“Do you… have a husband?”
“What? No, of course not. I’m talking hypothetical fantasies here.”
“But would you actually want to cheat on sobody in real life?”
“Heck no. Everything I said is absolutely horrible and morally depraved and anybody who supports sothing like that in real life is a horrible person. Now, if I ever do get a husband, I would want him to roleplay that stuff with , but I would never think of actually being with anybody but him for even a second.”
“So, you would want your husband to pretend to be a demon who breaks you… in front of your husband?”
“Right. We could just use a stuffed animal or sothing and pretend that’s my husband while my real husband plays the part of the demon. Also, if it’s a stuffed animal, then he could throw it around and beat it up a little just to make the fantasy even hotter.”
“All I’m imagining is a stuffed animal being thrown into the wall and squeaking.”
“That’d be funny, not gonna lie. It would probably make
even more aroused, too. Huh. I think there’s sothing wrong with .”
“I an, given that we’ve all been brought here by Damian, I think there’s probably sothing wrong with all of us.”
Jonathon and Lizamoo looked at
after he said that, so I flashed them a wink and shot a finger gun at them before looking ahead again just in ti to see Alisa, the blonde rogue of the other group, finish off the last dragontaur by draining the last of his cum out through his cock via her tits wrapped around it.
Then I had an idea.
Now, it was kind of obvious to
that Jonathon might have been a bit interested in Lizamoo beyond just wanting to understand her netorare fetish that she casually brought up. He kept on standing near her, checking her out, and asking her questions.
And I had a feeling that he did all of that for a reason greater than pure curiosity.
I also knew that Jonathon was at least interested in the idea of using a girl avatar to suck dick.
“Question, Lizamoo,” I said. “What if you do one of your netorare fantasies, but your husband gets turned into a girl and is forced to service a monster with you?”
“Hmm.” Lizamoo stroked her chin as she thought about it. “I’m not into seeing guy on guy, but… if I have a husband… and he gets turned into a girl… like forced feminization magic or sothing… and then so demons or monsters or whatever make us suck their dicks together… that’d be hot. Yeah, definitely. Well, I guess it depends on how you look at it. The forced feminization part of it does nothing for , but you could look at that from a corruption focus just as easily. In the sa way that it’s more corruptive when a married girl is fucked by sothing else, it’s more corruptive when a guy gets turned into a girl before being fucked by sothing else. It’s domination loss and corruption on a slightly weaker level, but still good stuff. Then you mix that in with netorare… yeah. I dig it. Only problem is that we would need a third for roleplaying sothing like that. Well, assuming I find a guy who would be down for sothing like that.”
Jonathon looked at
as if he couldn’t believe what I asked, but he also blushed a little as he listened to Lizamoo’s answer. Then, by the end of it, he looked like he was the one who was seriously thinking about considering it.
“Well, I’m not really into rape roleplay,” I said, “but if you ever find a guy who you want to roleplay sothing like that with, just let
know and I’ll hook you up with so monsters willing to play the role of your enemies.”
Lizamoo gave
a thumbs-up while Jonathon blushed and looked away.
Too bad Lizamoo had to be all about non-consent. She was a fun girl with a lot of lewd ideas, but they were always so focused on everything non-consensual that they were ruined for .
Oh well.
“You have so interesting friends,” Cani said, speaking up from my side.
“Degenerate perverts tend to attract degenerate perverts,” I replied. “Which ans you’re also a degenerate pervert sohow.”
“BDSM is as far as I go. But I don’t mind being around perverts, which I guess makes
perverted in its own kind of way.”
Looking ahead, the girls were at the next group of trash mobs. One of them was a giant, serpentine, lava monster of sorts with two dicks that Marisa, the tank of the group, was handling all on her own. All I had to do was cast a healing spell her way every now and then since the monster was burning her at the sa ti as it was fucking her. As long as I did that, she was able to handle the dual-dicked lava serpent.
“Yeah, probably,” I told Cani. “Even if sobody isn’t that kinky, being able to spend this much ti around a bunch of degenerate perverts makes you one in your own way. Well, that could probably be argued. It cos down to whether or not you believe in stuff like guilty by association.”
“That sounds like a topic way more serious than what I’m interested in, so let’s just settle for calling
a pervert and leave it at that.”
“Fair enough.”
The four girls up ahead continued to fuck their way through the raid while Cani and Thera stuck with
as we talked about random, various topics. anwhile, Jonathon and Lizamoo kept on talking to each other and looked like they were getting closer and closer the longer we stayed together.
That left Akorya as the only one not engaging with anybody, but… she had her own interest that she was engaging in.
And that interest was flying around the cleared parts of the raid, finding good spots to take screenshots in, and then posing for selfies.
Well, it wasn’t fair to say she wasn’t engaging with anybody. She was, just with Lily who wasn’t with us. Akorya didn’t want Lily to feel left out, so she took it upon herself to talk with Lily over the ga’s text chat while sending her a bunch of screenshots that were both progress pictures of our raid and selfies of herself.
At one point, Akorya ca up from behind , rested her chin on top of my head while clinging to my back, and took a screenshot of us without saying a single word before flying off and sending it to Lily.
I only knew that was what she did because I saw the screenshot pop up in our shared chat.
Akorya really liked taking screenshots, apparently.
I wondered how she would feel if I took a bunch of screenshots of her while fucking her and then sent them to her afterward.
I needed to try that soti.
More importantly, the final group of trash mobs was cleared out and we found ourselves in front of a pair of massive, stone doors that led to the final boss of the raid.
Marisa, Alisa, Ava, and Nora might have fucked their way to the final boss for us, but now it was ti for
to take on the final boss by fucking a dragon into submission.
Of course, I was still going to need so help, but everything was already planned and ready for execution.
Now it was ti to fuck a dragon.
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