“Haah… that was exactly what I needed,” the fucked-to-putty minotaur girl said, becoming even puttier as she sunk down to her shoulders in the hot springs.
“I figured that there are few things better than a nice dip in so hot water after getting fucked like that. You get to clean yourself up, relax, and I’m sure it would help out in case you’re sore after it,” I tell her, sitting across from her in the springs since staying out of the water was irresistible. Thera also joined us in the water. Al Capra dipped in, too.
Nobody wanted left out of enjoying the hot spring.
“Though, I guess being clean and soothing a sore body are more important for real life than here,” I added on. “It’s not like those are things we have to worry about.”
“Yeah… unless your monsters get traits with those buffs that boost pleasure but increase pain and have an after effect, a sore body isn’t sothing to worry about,” the minotaur girl said.
She completely dropped her roleplaying attitude as soon as she had her fill of pleasure.
“You’re right. I should probably try to get so monsters like that for girls like you who like it rough.”
“Yes, please.”
“Al Capra here should get the Bitch Breaker trait if he treats all the girls he sees like that. By the way, good job,” I said with a thumbs-up to Al Capra.
“No problem, boss,” Al Capra answered. He looked like he needed sothing to kick his feet up onto while enjoying a cigar.
“I know there are a few monsters that naturally co with traits like that, too. Super increased pleasure in exchange for heightened pain and a debuff that leaves your body sore afterward. Monsters with traits like that are pretty much the only ways to even feel pain during sex.”
“That’s why you need them. It would have been even better with pain,” the minotaur girl said.
“By the way, do you have a nickna you’d like
to call you, or should I just use your userna, Touchthe’Cow Doit’Now? That one is kind of a mouthful.” I didn’t want to point out her userna earlier while she was roleplaying since it wasn’t exactly lore friendly.
“Oh, yeah. You can call
my in-character na, Lizabeth, or my usual nickna, Lizamoo,” the minotaur girl, Lizamoo, answered.
“I’ll go with Lizamoo. I like that.”
“It’s my favorite. My ex-in-character boyfriend started calling
that out-of-character when he found out my obvious fetish. I think he was trying to tease , but I’ve been seriously using it as a nickna ever since.”
“Ex-in-character boyfriend? That’s a long title.”
“He told
he was gay and used that as an excuse to get super close and affectionate while we’re in-character since there was totally no way he’d get real feelings for . Want to guess how long it took before he was suddenly no longer gay and wanted to hook up in real life?”
“Two and a half weeks.”
“Thirteen days, so yeah. It sucked because the roleplay was really good, but he got really weird after I turned him down.”
“So, in roleplay, is your character still taken or not?”
“I an… kind of. I had to block him, but it didn’t make sense for Lizabeth to suddenly break up with him and I hate retconning roleplays, so her story right now is that she’s gone out on a solo adventure to grow stronger.”
“And now the adventurous Lizabeth has been fucked silly by a monster and shown more pleasure than her lover could ever show her or sothing like that?”
“Exactly. It’s cathartic in a way. I feel like I got so revenge against him, plus I know he’d be furious if he found out about this. I’m almost tempted to unblock him just so that I can rub it in his face.”
“Well, as long as it wasn’t real cheating or anything like that, I don’t care.”
“Why’s that?”
“I don’t support having sex with people who are in relationships without their partner’s consent. Relationships are two-way streets. Sothing like having sex with sobody outside of it requires the consent of both parties to be respectable. If a couple wants to co here and have fun, or give consent for the other, then that’s fine. But, if I can’t get consent from sobody’s SO, I’m not going to let them in. It’ll be in the waiver that I still have to make.”
“What makes you think that they wouldn’t lie about being single then if getting consent from their partner wouldn’t happen?”
“If I find out, they get blacklisted from ever coming back. If I don’t find out – well, there’s not exactly anything that I can do about that.”
At this point, Lizamoo was down to her chin in the water. “Makes sense. What about roleplay relationships?”
“As long as they’re just in-character relationships, it doesn’t matter to . Only real relationships matter.”
“That’s a good policy. I respect it. You’re probably going to annoy a lot of people with it, though. Tons of people co to play this ga to get off without worrying about real life. That includes cheaters.”
“I know, but there’s not much I can do about that. If I could ban them all beforehand then that would be great.”
“So, what else is going to be on this waiver you ntioned?”
I smiled and crossed my arms over my chest. “I’m glad you asked. It is going to be a form that asks for consent, has a checkbox of fetishes possible inside of the dungeon for players to fill out so that I know what they want and want they’re not alright with, ask them if they’re single in real life, check that they’re eighteen or older even though they legally have to be to play this ga in the first place, and so on. Once the dungeon is bigger, I’ll have different exploration options available for them. I’ll also give them the option to attack the dungeon like you did or let them co in and have so fun just for the fuck of it. I guess it’ll be more of a questionnaire and less of a waiver. Thera here will be helping
with that.”
“Making use of my degree, are you?” Thera asked .
“I’d love to make use of the rest of you, too.”
She wagged a single finger at . “Be grateful that I will lend you my years of schooling.”
“I am, I am. Thanks. Anyways, Lizamoo – seriously, great nickna. Anyways again, you’re pretty much the dungeon’s first proper custor. Is there anything that you liked in particular? Any changes that you’d like to see? Complaints? Recomndations?”
Lizamoo sunk into the water until it was just beneath her lower lip. “Uh… I thought it was cool that you checked with
for consent first. NPCs obviously never do, and most players never bother confirming since I try to make it as obvious as possible that I’m actually okay with it. I think the last guy who tried to confirm it was when we were discussing fetishes and he wanted
to clarify like ten tis that I was okay with being strangled as hard as he possibly could. It’s not like I’d die from it or even feel much pain since it’s just a ga, but he pretty worried.”
“Yeah, confirmation is always the best, but ten tis might be a bit overkill when you’re not in any real danger at all. Even your avatar isn’t in danger so long as the action is flagged as sexual and not as an attack.”
“I wish sex stuff could be flagged as attacks, too. It would be hot if I could actually lose health during sex. Like, if a monster with a huge dick deals damage with every thrust. That’d be great.”
“It might accidentally end the fun early depending on how much damage it does, but I’m sure it’d make things more imrsive for both the people who like to play the attacker and those of you who enjoy being the victim. Anyways, thoughts on the dungeon?”
“Oh, yeah. It’s pretty good. Kind of bland if I’m being honest, and it needs way more variety, but you said it’s a new dungeon right?”
“Right.”
“Then I won’t judge you too hard for that.”
“Have you been to other player dungeons?”
“To raid them, yeah. This is the first ti I’ve visited one for the good stuff.”
“At your level?”
“Oh, paladin is just my roleplay class. Berserker is my main.”
“A minotaur girl berserker. Makes sense.”
“Right? Uhh, for so other suggestions… oh, I know. This might be pretty specific to my tastes, but have you ever been to that perverted forest zone?”
“Only a couple of tis. Had so fun with a tentacle plant there once. Not sure why I don’t go more often.”
“Nice. Anyways, there’s a plant there that specifically lures in girls with an aphrodisiac mist. It has one tentacle that leaks ‘honey’ that girls can’t resist drinking once they reach it but, more importantly, it’s got two vines that are shaped like suction cups that, seriously, are the best milkers. They seriously made
lt even when I had an effect to resist the aphrodisiac. Oh, then the plant uses any milk it draws out to sohow fertilize seeds that it lays inside of girls’ wombs if they’re not careful about that. It basically gives you the sa debuff as if you had eggs laid in you but it’s way easier to get rid of.”
“Seeds fertilized by breast milk that get laid inside of wombs. Interesting. Haven’t actually heard of that plant before.”
“It’s pretty deep in the forest and they’re pretty rare. I can take you to them soti if you promise to bring them back to the dungeon.”
“I don’t think I can just… pick up a plant and bring it back. But… I have a theory. Do you know if the fertilized seeds count as gatherable items?”
“They do, but they’re only useful for brewing aphrodisiac potions or cooking them as roasted seeds.”
“Roasted… fertilized seeds. I’m not sure how to feel about that.”
“They taste really good. Salty, but good.”
“Thera, please tell
how to feel about this,” I said, looking over at Thera.
“I am not sure how to feel about it myself, darling.”
Looking back at Lizamoo, I asked, “What do the seeds turn into if they actually get birthed? Assuming that happens like when you get knocked up with eggs?”
“Oh, they just grow bigger but are still normal seeds when they exist. I had it explained to
that the whole reason behind them needing a womb in the first place is because of so mini lore. They just lay their seeds in girls so that the girls leave and go to new places to spread the seeds farther instead of putting them directly in the ground next to the grown plants.”
“Makes sense. So, they’re really just seeds. Being fertilized isn’t anything special aside from the usual plant stuff.”
“Yeah, it’s not like they turn into babies or creatures or anything.”
“In that case, now I want to try them myself. Trying new food in this ga is always an adventure. I’ll get my hands on a seed to maybe sohow bring back to the dungeon here, and then I’ll take the rest to a cook.”
“I’ll take you. Seriously. I’ll take you as long as it ans I can co here whenever I want milked by it. Getting to that zone and going in deep enough to find them is a pain, but if you get one here… I’m probably going to co every single ti there’s not a scheduled raid or roleplay.”
“The plant-addicted paladin girl. What’s your roleplay reason going to be for coming here so often?”
“I wasn’t thinking of doing it in-character, but… we could have so master and slave roleplay going on where you lock
in a room alone with the plant twenty-four-seven to turn
into a breeder for it and to torture
with pleasure. That’d be hot.”
“You ca up with that really easily, and I agree, that’d be hot.”
“I doubt I need to tell you this, but if I start calling you master in roleplay, it’s strictly roleplay.”
“Trust , I understand that. Though, it might make more sense if Al Capra here becos your master, wouldn’t it?”
Lizamoo looked like a lightbulb appeared over her head as she looked at Al Capra. “That’d be even better.”
“Well, Al Capra? What do you think about roleplaying turning this girl into your slave the next ti you two have so fun? Then I’ll have a room ready for you to ‘lock’ her in with the plant.”
Al Capra nodded. “Got it, boss. I’ll be her master.”
“Great. I’ll give you so training later. You’ve got to learn the ropes to being a proper master if you’re going to give your future slave here the most pleasure possible.”
“Looking forward to it, boss.”
Hearing him call
boss made
want to fangirl from how cool it sounded. The way that he spoke – he seriously sounded like a mobster with the utmost respect for .
“Anyways, anything else, Lizamoo? I’m taking notes here,” I said, looking at the girl whose mouth was finally fully subrged beneath the water.
She didn’t even realize it seeing as how she opened her mouth to speak… only to get a mouth full of water instead which resulted in choking and coughing. “Blegh… uhh, I don’t have any suggestions other than that. Want to add
so that you can let
know when you want that plant?”
“Request… sent.”
“Added. You can ssage
anyti I’m online as long as it’s not during the weekend.”
“Will do. Wait… this works. This works perfectly. Dinosaurs and lewd plants. What if I expand the dungeon and design a part of it to host a miniature jungle in it that hosts all sorts of lewd plants and dinosaur monsters? The plants and dinosaurs could even work together. There’s definitely room for synergy there. What do you think?” I asked Thera.
“It makes sense to , darling. I am not sure how to blend such an environnt into the jungle without it being too jarring… but it is a good idea. Objectively speaking, that is,” Thera answered.
“Co on, you can admit you want so plants and dinosaurs if you want.”
“I would much rather have you.”
“You can have
anyti you want.”
“I would rather have pasta.”
“Pa—… pasta?”
“Yes. Pasta. I am going out with a friend tonight for Italian, and I plan on consuming no insignificant amount of pasta and free breadsticks.”
“Now I want pasta.”
“I will mail you the leftovers.”
“I don’t want leftover pasta sent in the mail. That sounds like a health hazard.”
“I see. You do not want a gift from in the real world. Well, in that case—”
“Send
the pasta. I feel bad now. I’ll take any gift you want to send .”
“Is that so? Any gift?”
“Any gift.”
“Then the next ti the neighbor’s dog decides to use my lawn as a toilet, I will have a gift to send you.”
Thera looked at , waiting for
to refuse her new idea of a “gift.”
But I would not refuse after just declaring that I would accept any gift. “Any… any gift.” It was hard not to refuse, but I managed. I wanted to be a man of my word.
Even if it ant dog shit.
“Admirable, but I will not be sending you such a gift,” Thera said.
I knew she wouldn’t, of course, but it was fun to play along while it lasted.
“Are you two dating?” Lizamoo asked.
Thera and I reacted very differently. Whereas Thera placed a hand over her face and sighed, I showed Lizamoo a smug smile.
Lizamoo tilted her head. “I have no idea how to interpret your reactions.”
“We’re not. Just besties. Right, Thera?” I asked.
“As he said,” Thera said, her hand still over her face.
“Oh, sorry,” Lizamoo apologized. “You two seem to get along really well. That was why I thought that.”
“No problem,” I said. “We get asked that almost every ti we’re around new people. I’m the cheerful husband and she’s the wife who’s tired of my shit.”
“I think I can see that now.”
“But she likes
enough that she sticks around. Plus she has nothing better to do.”
“Perhaps I should find sothing better to do then,” Thera said.
“Please don’t.”
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