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To a man who lived his life as a virgin like me, even a mid-tier girl was an incredible temptation.  This pink-haired girl was still far out of my league from back before I reincarnated. I could do anything I wanted with her and face no consequences, or perhaps it was better to say that her death was already assured, so what I did with her before she died was meaningless, since the outcome would be the same. The idea certainly excited me.

I was no saint. I would murder, steal, or molest if it kept me alive. Then again, my life wasn’t dependent on what I did to her. If I did do stuff, I’d be accepting I was no longer a person who could exist in the world as what you’d call modern morality. On the other hand, maybe that was the world’s repentance for a sucky lifetime and a shitty death. Lying unconscious like that, she was just like one of those real dolls.

I would have bought one if I had the money. I wouldn’t have been one of those gross people who married their doll, but I at least wanted to have a woman who would do whatever I wanted at least once, and I long since accepted that a guy like me would never be able to land a girl like that on my own. Even prostitutes had their limits. Only a doll could fulfill my desire to experiment.

Yet, my first response wasn’t to jump her bones. Rather, I looked at the girl who had offered her suspiciously. I wasn’t a fool, and Diamond didn’t seem like the type of girl to do people favors. Her actions were very suspicious.

“What is that look?” Diamond glared at me. “I’m not going to help you rape her.”

I continued to stare at her. “What’s in it for you?”

She looked a bit surprised, but then she snorted, looking away. “Do I need a reason?”

“Yes.”

“Tcht!” She looked back. “Okay, maybe I want a little bit of revenge. If these bitches didn’t falsely report you as a D rank, then the dumb bitch wouldn’t have been interested in defeating you, I wouldn’t have been brought along, and then I wouldn’t have died.”

“Is that it?” I asked, still not convinced.

“What, do you want a whole autobiography?” She snapped, crossing her arms. “You already crept all over my naked body and even touched my private parts with your filthy hands. If I can be soiled, then so can these ugly women. I want you to get used to it now because when that bitch Misty comes, I expect you to play with her until she goes insane.”

“You want me to rape Misty?” I asked.

“Heh… do you think you can even pull it off?” She asked.

“You…” I glared.

She laughed. “I’ve seen your game. You’re a total amateur with women. Since you need practice, I provided you someone to practice with before we need to take on Misty.”

“Is that all there is to it?” I asked, narrowing my eyes before I realized that she couldn’t see expressions anyway.

“Yeah.” She responded and then mumbled. “For the most part.”

“I know you’re trying to keep things from me, but I feel like I wouldn’t be doing my due diligence if I didn’t at least ask you what is the other part beyond most.”

“You’re so paranoid.” She responded, but when she saw me not reacting, she coughed. “Fine, I want to leave the dungeon, but I might still need you around, so we should remain on good terms.”

“You want to be allies?”

“Hah! That’s maybe a bit much,” She shot back but then blushed slightly. “You’re an intelligent dungeon. If you’re allowed to grow, you’ll become very powerful. Dungeons can use mana to create all manners of things. They’re also a great place to… ahem… get rid of unwanted trash.”

“So, you want to use me in the future to get free stuff?”

“It’s a mutual agreement!” She shot back and then continued as if she realized I was rolling my eyes. “Hey, the guild mistress is personal friends with Misty. If Misty goes missing for too long, she will investigate, and if she learns you killed Misty, she will wipe you out. If you think we’re scary, she’s an A rank. She would obliterate you even if you were ten times stronger.”

“Shit, and you want me to rape and torture her?”

“It’s fine… with me there. I can cover your ass, report whatever I want to report. I know Misty, she didn’t report my death. Once she’s gone, I can return to being an adventurer. I could even direct parties to your dungeon, the kind I know can’t make it through.”

“You’d do that?” I asked, feeling a bit of disbelief. “You’d betray your fellow heroines and send them to a dungeon?”

She kicked the body of the girl at her feet. “Haven’t I already proven my willingness?

I opened my mouth and then closed it. I think I understood her a bit better. Things would work better if there was one of us on the inside and one of us on the outside. I had initially feared letting her go, but now I was realizing it was for the best. She probably also realized I was considering reneging on our deal after I got what I wanted, but by showing her loyalty here, I was much more likely to go along with the deal.

“Alright, then I accept.”

She snorted. “I knew a horny pervert like you would.”

I wanted to refute her words. She did know how to be both an enemy and a friend. She had a vicious tongue and an even more vicious attitude. I was a bit happy she was on my side.

I entered my spectator mode and then took over the goblin, who had mostly been meandering around like a helpless turtle. As I took him over, my goblin eyes grew focused and I went straight toward the pink-haired girl. She had groaned when she was kicked and was starting to show signs of waking up. Diamond had tied her up with rope though, restraining her arms and legs for me.

As I started patting her down, Diamond snorted and left the room. I was wondering if she planned to watch or not. I was patting the pink-haired girl to see if she had any other weapons on her. After my fingers entered a few crevices, I did locate a small knife. As I looked it over, it gave me an idea, and I started cutting off her clothing. Since I didn’t want to undo the bindings and couldn’t even figure out some of the armor, it was faster this way.

As I was pulling off the last pieces of her clothing, revealing the bare naked woman underneath, she groaned, her eyes starting to open. When she finally was able to make out my ugly green face, she let out a cry. She tried to say something, but the wooden dowel shoved in her mouth kept her from speaking. I kind of preferred it that way. If she was allowed to speak, she might say something that upset me. Like how disgusting I was, or how horrible I was for kidnapping her.

But I wasn’t a monster. She was the one who came into my dungeon with the intent to kill me. I was just punishing her. Yes, this was her punishment. Those thoughts seemed to calm me, and I started to run my hand over her body. Her skin was smooth and soft. It was a bit cold, and her nipples were hard. I couldn’t help but reach out and pinch one.

She let out a cry. She tried to struggle free, but she was completely wrapped up in rope. Diamond did a really good job, as she wasn’t able to budge at all. She must have done this before. but why did Diamond have experience tying up the bodies of adventurers? You know what, it was better if I didn’t know.

I leaned over and took the nipple into my mouth. The heroine’s body jerked, and her chest pushed out towards me. My other hand reached for the other nipple, pinching and twisting. It was a lot of fun, but her breasts weren’t nearly as big as Misty’s chest. It felt like it was lacking her bounciness and grandeur. I quickly started to lose interest.

“Mmm! Mmm!” At this point, she was desperately trying to escape her bindings while saying things, but ignored her thrashing and focused on her body.

I slid my hand down, rubbing between her legs. Her pussy was already wet. Wasn’t this a dirty little heroine? She acted like she didn’t like it, but she was already reacting. Wasn’t she the one who had spoken about how horny she was when they first arrived? At least her body was being honest. She shook her hips as if trying to resist, but the movement made her spread her legs.

My fingers easily slid in, and I began playing around inside. This wasn’t too bad. Her body was reacting positively. Her nipples were erect and her face was flushed. She panting taking rough breaths as her pussy tightened around my fingers. She was enjoying this. I guess even if her mind hated it, her body still loved being played with.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Her moans broke through the gag like music to my ears.

“Haha, I guess you are a horny bitch after all.” I laughed. “If your body is feeling like this, you should have just enjoyed my dungeon.”

I had inserted many ways for them to enjoy themselves in the dungeon. Her eyes went wide at my garbled goblin words, but then she struggled harder, desperately trying to free herself. She looked at me, her eyes full of hate. It was the most passionate gaze I had seen from her, even though she was looking at me like she hated me.

“What’s wrong? Your body is so honest. You should just admit it. You came into my home, and now you are being punished.” I said, reaching my hand up to rub her clit.

Her body started to shake and shutter, and I realized she was cumming. This felt amazing. I had never had this kind of power before.

I had been on countless chatrooms where some feminists said raping was about power. I’d be the guy to respond that it was garbage. Guys were just horny, and when they couldn’t get it freely, they’d push boundaries to get it. It was like music. When music was inconvenient to get as CDs in stores, people downloaded it online all the time. Once it became easy with the download stores, people stopped pirating it and music downloads became a thriving business. With music practically free online, who bothered to download it illegally anymore?

Sex was the same. If there were a subset of women who would happily and conveniently bang men, then rape would be solved overnight! Well, that was my argument, but seeing this pink-haired cunt orgasming under my control, I was starting to reevaluate my argument. I never imagined in a million years I’d have this level of control over a woman, and it was intoxicating. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to feel her pussy.

“I’m going to put it in now. Don’t worry, I’ll try to be gentle.” I said, grabbing her legs and spreading them.

When she realized what I was doing, she tried to fight, but her body was still weak from just having an orgasm.

I pulled out my small dick and pressed it against her pussy. Her pussy was leaking wet, so I managed to push it in with ease. My dick was small, but I still felt something give way under a single thrust of my dick. She was no longer a virgin.

Her eyes looked like they would pop out of her head as she cried out into her gag, but I was already thrusting away. Even with the tightness of her virgin pussy, it didn’t feel like enough. At the end of the day, my dick couldn’t reach her depths. It felt good, but it wasn’t the satisfaction I wanted. I was getting so frustrated I began slamming my pelvis into hers, but I couldn’t get much deeper.

I felt her pussy contract again. She was cumming for a second time. As soon as her pussy started contracting around me, my balls began pumping cum into her. Her pussy tightened even more as if trying to milk me for all the cum. It wasn’t the amazing sensation I thought it would be. It was more like my cum was just leaking out. When I had been with Misty, her luscious body had brought me over the edge countless times. I was a total virgin then, and so I had no standards.

Now that I had some experience, I found my gobline body was lacking. It wasn’t enough. I couldn’t be satisfied with this. My cock was still hard. It needed to be deeper. It needed more stimulation. It had to feel the fullest, warmest depths. That’s when a memory returned to me. It was back when I had Misty. I had dipped a finger into another hole that she had.

The pink-haired girl was recovering when I suddenly rolled her over. It was time to explore her backdoor. I forced her on all fours. Her hands were behind her, but I found I could keep her body up by holding the end of the rope. Grabbing onto it, I found her asshole with my dick, and then I forced it in. My dick was already sufficiently lubed by her pussy, and so I was able to force it in with a little work.

“Gllmmmm!” She let out a shriek as I went in from behind.

Her ass was the perfect tightness though. She instinctively clenched as I violated her behind, and I could feel that tight brown ring squeezing my shaft. That felt great!

“Oh, this feels way better.” I moaned.

“MMMM! MM!” Her muffled cries rang out as she was fucked from behind.

This was so much better. Now I could feel it. Her body was struggling to get me out, but it only made the experience more pleasurable.

“I’m gonna fill you up now. Take it all in!” I growled.

I could feel the pressure rising, and with a few more thrusts I was ready to explode. Her asshole was that more pleasurable. The pressure built up until finally, it was released. My dick shot hot cum up her ass, and I felt her shuddering under me. Her arms buckled, and she was resting on her face as her ass was still up.

I pumped her full of my cum, and I couldn’t believe how much better her ass was than her pussy. When the last drop of cum was squeezed out of me, I fell back, exhausted. My balls were empty, and my dick was satisfied.

I had cum twice, and the second time was much stronger than the first. I was pretty sure she came too, even though I was pounding her ass. At least, she seemed to have piddled on the floor in a puddle. I wished I had another goblin body. This was too much fun. Well, the night was young, so I could just wait. Fifteen minutes later, I had recovered enough. Rather than her pussy, I went straight for her ass again. When she felt it, she cried out, but I didn’t care. I slapped her ass.

When I slapped her, she jerked slightly, and I could see the print of my hand on her ass. When she jerked, her asshole tightened around my dick. I liked that feeling. I started to wail at her ass.

Smack! Smack!

With each slap, her body shook. Each time it did, her asshole tightened, and I felt my dick getting squeezed. My dick was so hard I thought it would explode.

Smack! Smack!

Every smack on the ass felt great. As I was fucking her, I grabbed her hair and yanked her head up. She was moaning, her eyes looking out like she couldn’t see anything.

“Do you like this?” I asked.

She was so lost in the throes of passion that she nodded, and so I spanked her again. Her ass was getting red.

Smack! Smack!

“That’s right, you fucking whore.” I said, pulling her hair tighter.

Smack! Smack!

“Fuck! I’m cumming.”

With one last pull on her hair and one last slap on the ass, I blew my load. Her entire body shuddered as she came with me, and her ass clamped down like a vice. When the flow ended, and the pressure in my dick had been released, I let her head fall back down.

“Mmm, mmmm.” She moaned as I slowly pulled my dick out of her asshole.

She was panting. Her legs were trembling, and it looked like they couldn’t support her anymore. When she hit the ground, her entire body collapsed, her knees and elbows giving out. She was on her side.

My balls were empty, and my dick was finally starting to soften. I felt amazing. My chest was swelling with pride, and I felt like I had accomplished something. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had just taken a girl in both holes and filled her with my cum. Just a short few months ago, if I told my old self I’d be fucking some girl in the ass, I would have called myself a liar. Dreams did come true.

looked down at the girl. She started breathing regularly, and I realized she must have passed out. Thus, I used the chance to get a closer look at her. Her chest and face had accumulated several scratches from the ground as I thrust into her. Her knees looked to be warn red, and her ass shined. She was quite dirty, and no longer the pristine-looking flower she once was, especially with cum leaking out both holes.

“Are you done already?” A voice asked.

I looked up to see Diamond watching me. I wasn’t sure how long ago she had returned and if she had been watching what I did to the girl. For some reason, I was turned on by the thought of her watching it.

“Is it time already?” I asked in disbelief.

“Most adventurers change up guard every two hours.” She explained. “When they wake up they’re going to realize she’s gone. At that point, they will decide if they’re going to continue defeating the dungeon or leave.”

“Leave?” I cried out, taking a step forward. “They can’t leave.”

“Exactly. That’s why we need to… provide some motivation to keep them going.” A dark smile formed on her lips.

“Do we need to kill her?” I asked, looking at the girl occasionally twitching on the floor.

“Did you already develop feelings for her?” Diamond asked, a mocking look in her eyes.

“Not at all!” I cried out defensively.

“Then, you’ll need the points from her death. It will serve us for the next part of this plan.” She came over to me and whispered, and as she did so, my eyes brightened.

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“Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!” I cursed. “We’re screwed!”

“I find it increasingly depressing that this is the dungeon that ended up taking my life.” Diamond seemed to have recovered from her broken state surprisingly quickly.

 She had appeared next to me and could see roughly the same thing I could see, which was the group of girls preparing to enter my dungeon. They were tightening their armor and sharpening their swords. It all felt rather frightening.  

“Hey! I never asked to be a dungeon, and I certainly didn’t ask to be hunted by a bunch of greedy bitches.” I cursed back and then thought of something. “Wait, you’re a C-rank, right? They’re only an F-rank team. You could defeat them?”

Diamond wasn’t just a low-level heroine. These adventurers should be much weaker than her. None of them should be a strange freak of nature like Misty who has over-the-top sword skills that don’t match her rank at all.

“I could help you.” She responded, checking out her nails dismissively. “What’s in it for me?”

“You…” I glared at her. “If you don’t help me, you’ll die too!”

“I’m already dead!” She responded. “As long as I hide and wait for your death, then I’ll be able to leave this place on my own. I see that as a win.”

“Don’t you have any loyalty at all?” I cried out. “I brought you back to life!”

“You’re the reason I’m dead too.” She shot back, her cheeks turning red as she looked at her body. “You couldn’t even leave my corpse in peace.”

Her body was still standing, a vacant expression on its face. She was naked, and liquids were running down her legs. It was not a flattering look.

“You’re the one who had me raise your corpse,” I stated. “And if you listened to me in the first place, maybe I’d not have to punish you.”

The pair of us glared at each other for a moment. That’s when I felt an alarm in my head. It was the signal that the dungeon had finally been broken through. They were on the first level.

“Tick tock… running out of time.” She put on a dark smile.

“Wh-what do you want?” I mumbled.

“What’s that?” She put her hand to her ear in a mocking gesture.

I shook slightly. “I said, what do you want? T-to protect me?”

“I have two conditions for helping you.” She declared, holding up two fingers. “First, you won’t possess my body again. If you even think of touching my body in any perverted way, I’ll never help you.”

“That’s fine. I agree.”

Who wanted her flat-chest body anyway? As for what happened before, even I was a little worried about that. I was a man. Even if I was a dungeon, my identity as a man remained strong. I wasn’t going to become some futanari hybrid or turn into a cock-obsessed slut. If anything, I’d make women worship my cock. Playing with her body might have been pleasurable, but it had too high a chance of making my mind go weird. I promised myself from then on I wouldn’t inhabit a woman’s body. I felt the same for animals. If it didn’t have two legs and two arms and a dick, I wouldn’t control it. Ah… well, maybe tentacles, or a blob. Of course, the bone dildo is on level four. Also, animal-human hybrids were fine, as long as they walked on two legs. However, that was it. I swore.

“Good, then second. I’ll help you deal with this problem and your Misty problem. Then, I want to leave.”

My eyes flashed. “L-leave?”

“Let me leave the dungeon, is that so difficult? I won’t be your slave. You brought me back to life. I’ll help you with your stupid little problem and then we’ll split ways.”

Although I was a spectator with nobody, I felt my teeth clench. I had spent a lot of points to get her, and she was powerful enough to protect me. Furthermore, she knew about this world far more than I did, and that could always come in handy. Yet, I couldn’t get her help, so it seemed like my only choice was to make such an agreement.

“Fine, I agree.” I held out my hand.

She didn’t take it, and I realized that was because I was a ball of light with no hands. “Then, let’s watch.”

She turned to the screen where a group of four girls were cautiously moving forward in my hallway. They were moving far slower than either Misty or Diamond did. It was like they expected every step to be a trap. They tapped the floor ahead of them with a stick, and every step was performed cautiously like the dungeon was swarming with traps.

I continued to watch as Diamond reentered her body and put her clothing back on. When she was done, she sat down on the floor, looking like she had no intention of stopping them.

“What’s the big idea?” I demanded.

“Eh?” She looked at me while picking at her ear with her pinky.

“Are you going to kill them?”

“That might not even be necessary.” She responded. “These guys are an F-rank team, and not even a good one at that. I’ve heard of these Passion’s Fruit people before. They have a reputation for doing shoddy work. The fact they think they can take a dungeon is laughable.”

“It’s Passion’s Summit!” I responded, coughing awkwardly. “I’m weak right now. My second level doesn’t even have anyone, and with how careful they’re moving, there is no way they’ll fall into a pitfall.”

“Then send the rat king there.” She shrugged, but when I still gave her a look she gave me an irritable look. “Your dungeon is strange and it was even challenging for me to handle. Calling you strictly an F rank is a bit off. Just the fact you have intelligence is enough to consider you a C-rank threat. Besides, I’ll take the role of your boss. If they make it through, isn’t it better to allow them to exhaust themselves through four floors first? You also get to keep any points while they’re in here, right?’

“That’s true!” My eyes brightened.

Her words made far too much sense. I had been too eager to remove the threat, but with Diamond as backup, I had nothing to fear. I now had four fresh bodies in my dungeon, and my points were slowly increasing. An ideal situation would leave them stuck in my dungeon for weeks.

“W-wait… if they are defeated before they arrive, didn’t I agree to your terms for nothing?”

“Do you plan to back out?” her face darkened.

“No! Not at all!” I groveled, moving to kiss her feet, but then remembering that she didn’t want me touching her at all. “I will listen to you. Please step on me!”

“Stop embarrassing yourself, even as a ball of light, you disgust me.” She pulled her foot away with a grossed-out expression.

I let out a slight sigh of regret and then returned to watching the team slowly progress. They had still yet to even reach the first pitfall. I then recalled the rat king and sent it to level 2. Not all bosses were created the same. Some bosses could only be placed in boss rooms. They either couldn’t physically fit or were somehow inhibited if you tried to place them elsewhere. The rather cheap rat king wasn’t much different than a mob in that respect.

“Where are the other rats, anyway?” Diamond asked as she watched the rat king scurry away.

“Hmm? What rats?” I asked.

“Seriously? You have a rat king and no rats?” She broke into laughter.

“Why’s that a problem?” I frowned.

“A rat king has little offensive or defensive ability. The only reason they’re dangerous is because they can control rats. In other words, they’re a control-type mob. With a few hundred rats at their disposal, they can be quite strong. They can cause people to break down and panic in large crowds, and their small sizes make them difficult to deal with. When I saw the rat king, I thought you were hiding the rats as a trump card. Did you buy a rat king without any rats? You are an idiot!”

“Ahh…” I didn’t even know how to respond.

I didn’t know anything about this world. All I had was a list of names and prices. Everything else was guesswork. For example, when I saw a cheaper summon ghost, how could I have predicted I’d be summoning her? As for the rat king, how could I know that his skill was only with rats?

“The rats of this world are normal-sized, right?”

“What do you mean by that? Rats are about… oh… this size.” She held her hands out.

“That’s the size of a big house cat!” I cried out. “What is this, New York?”

“That’s right, rats are the same size as cats, whereas the rat king is about the size of a dog. That’s how you can tell the difference.” She explained. “What is New York?”

“Never mind.” I coughed. “In that case, are there rats in the forest too?”

“There are rats everywhere. Exterminating rats is the most common quest guilds get. Based on the number, it’s a rank F quest, but if they have a rat king, it becomes rank D. Why?”

“I can summon rats for points, but if we could attract rats into the dungeon, could the rat king take them over?” I explained my plan.

She blinked, and then slowly nodded. “If you put out some bait, the rats will show up. A rat king can control any rat. Once they’re under his control, they would become your power. Not bad, that is a cheat. No wonder they consider dungeons with intelligence to be a greater threat not equal to their accumulated mana.”

I preened a bit at her words. Her compliments came far and few between, but I was a positive reinforcement kind of guy. When people criticized me heavily, it made me depressed and more likely to just hide and eat. That was part of the reason I ended up in the basement. My dad had been especially criticizing. He criticized my weight, my lifestyle, and my prospects. I started to hide in the basement more and more until I eventually just stopped leaving.

“A pitfall!” One of the girls cried out.

“Oh… finally. I was starting to think this dungeon was empty.” The leader snorted.

“How are we going to handle this, boss?”

“Just use the bridge.” The leader announced.

The larger of the girls pulled a giant backpack off her bag and opened it up. Nearly the entire inner pocket was filled with a large item. When they finally pulled it out, I realized it was a retractable latter. They brought it out to a full length of about twenty feet, and then carefully laid it on the ground.

“This is…”

“Dungeonco.” Diamond shrugged. “They’re a company that sprang up a few years ago. They sell heroines an assortment of items to face any and every challenge they might encounter in a dungeon. Most of it is a waste. If you have any skill, you can get passed most challenges. Dungeons follow certain rules. They have to be defeatable.”

“Ah, I know… they could jump right over those pitfalls.”

“Dungeonco is mostly junk for those who lack confidence. They have a few decent items, like treasure detectors and dungeon scanners, but even those only work sometimes, especially those treasure detectors. They only find one out of every ten treasures. Like I said, it’s just a money-making scheme. I wouldn’t take anyone who uses their stuff excessively.”

She said that, but the two of us could only watch as the group crawled across the latter on all fours, easily passing the traps before moving on as hesitantly as before. Every girl seemed to have a different device in their hands, and they were keeping their eyes out like vultures. When they reached the trapdoor, that was also overcome with ease. Soon, they reached the stairway leading to the second floor. At that point, they had already taken six hours to pass a space that’d normally take fifteen minutes.

“This dungeon is tough.” One of the girls complained. “So many traps. That last pitfall was even hidden. If we didn’t use the Dungeonco probe stick, we would have fallen to our deaths!”

“Is there another four floors? How is this an F-rank dungeon?”

I found myself speechless at their whining. I had thought they got through the dungeon far too easily, but their complaining made it sound like they had just survived an ordeal. I couldn’t help but glance at Diamond who was laying back with her hands behind her head like none of this had anything to do with her.

“What? It’s the fear of the unknown. If you haven’t trained your senses to detect things automatically, then your only choice is to progress forward with your nerves stretched taut. Normal girls can’t even handle the stress of it, every step could mean a trap aiming for your life. Every moment, a mob could jump out and attack you from some hidden alcove. Getting over panic and fear is what separates F rank from D rank.”

“Oh? Then what separates D rank from C?”

“Skill.” She responded simply.

“I detect enemies on this level.” One of the girls spoke hesitantly. “Just one.”

“Just one? Doesn’t that mean it’ll be a stronger mob?” One of the other girls asked.

“It could just be a goblin or something.” The leader tried to reassure them.

“It could be a goblin, but it could also be an ogre!”

“Will you stop panicking!” The leader snapped. “We’re going back to the first floor. We’ll camp for the night and then tomorrow we’ll tackle the next section.”

“Seriously?” I couldn’t help but cry out.

Don’t get me wrong, I was delighted, but this was a level of caution that bordered on ridiculous. They only did a single floor in a day? Admittedly, they had started around midday and it was near dinner time, but they also retreated up a floor.

“Didn’t I tell you? This is how a party progresses in a dungeon of the same level. No one wants to die in a dungeon, so such a thing is common. They take things slowly, making sure to rest regularly and be ready at any moment for a fight to the death. Only if you’re far higher rank than the dungeon would you act as relaxed as me.”

“What about Misty?”

“Misty is a clumsy idiot.” She made a face. “Don’t confuse my confidence with her dumbness.”

“Okay… okay…” I held up my nonexistent hands in defeat, but Diamond only snorted. “Um… why return to the first floor then?”

They don’t know what mob is on the second floor. They don’t want to be sneak attacked in the night, so they’re aiming for a floor without mobs. Mobs rarely switch floors.”

“It’s not that they can’t,” I spoke up. “However, there are limits. I can’t do anything to a level that currently has someone on it. I can assign mobs to a floor, but if they leave that floor they take a status hit. They’re weaker on any floor that isn’t their assigned space. I can reassign them to a different level, but that costs points. I went ahead and reassigned the rat king to level two since you’re going to act as my level five boss.”

It wasn’t a lot of points to reassign something, just 200, and I had already earned that much and more with this group appearing. Diamond listened to my words consideringly. Although she knew about dungeons as a heroine, she only knew about the other side of things because I explained it to her. Dungeons stores and dungeon points were all a new concept for her, but she grasped their intricacies pretty quickly.

“Can you create another goblin?” She asked.

“Yes, but I can’t put it on floor one. If I put it on floor two, wouldn’t they realize I was intelligent?”

Diamond raised an eyebrow my way. “You even thought of that? Maybe you’re not as dumb as you look.”

Diamond hadn’t said it explicitly, but it seemed like being an intelligent dungeon was dangerous for me. If the guild knew, they might just kill me in principle. These girls were already reluctantly attacking me to cover up their tracks. If I suddenly beefed up level two in response to their appearance, they could reason out I had above the expected intelligence level of a dungeon my rank. They could then justify their report that called me dangerous. At that point, they could leave the dungeon and report me for destruction, and then I’d have no choice but to await annihilation.

“You keep saying I’m dumb, but didn’t you fall for it?” I responded bitterly.

“Shut up, bastard! Don’t forget, it was Misty who defeated me, not you.” She glared. “Anyway, don’t worry about it too much. Just summon a goblin.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Heh, to mess with these sluts.” Her expression turned scary, and I couldn’t help but gulp.

I was supposedly the monster, but wasn’t Diamond even meaner? I still summoned a goblin, who made nonsense babel and then started to pace back and forth. It seemed to ignore Diamond completely. She nodded and then slipped away. I watched as she headed up to the first floor, but when she got to the stairway, she quietly hid herself.

Meanwhile, the four girls set a small campfire and pulled out small pouches. They boiled the pouches in water. Each girl got a pouch and a small spoon, and when they opened them, steam and a unique fragrance came out. They were this world’s version of an MRE, dungeon rations.

“Do think we’ll find any treasure in here?” One of the girls asked as she ate her stew from her pouch.

“I hope so.” Another answered.

The girls chatted and gossiped for about an hour. It was all rather boring, and even as a dungeon that couldn’t sleep, I found myself struggling to keep my eyes open. Finally, the girls found their bedding, but one girl remained awake to watch. It wasn’t the leader, but a girl who would be very mid if it wasn’t for her pink hair and eyes. Her body wasn’t particularly fit, and her chest wasn’t particularly large. She was certainly not a beauty like Misty, and she didn’t even have the cuteness that Diamond could have when she wasn’t glaring. She held a large staff in one hand and a lantern in the other and she looked out into the darkness while holding up both.

A half-hour passed, and I wondered how Diamond could stay still for so long. When she finally started moving, I very nearly jumped out of my spectator mode. Silently climbing the stairway, she reached out and grabbed a pebble along the way.

Tic. Tit. Tut. The pebble bounced behind the woman guarding. She spun around instinctively.

“Who’s there?” She hissed.

Misty pounced, striking the woman in the back of the head while covering her mouth. The woman was instantly rendered unconscious. Barely a sound was made. She then pulled the woman down the stairway. Had one of the other women been awake, it’d have looked like some dark harbinger emerged from the darkness and pulled one of the girls back into hell.

She pulled some rope from her storage ring and then hog tied the girl. She then brought her back down to the boss’s room, dropping her on the floor in front of me. She gave me a grin that seemed filled with malice.

“What are you doing?” I asked, feeling a bit worried to see one of them so close to my home. “Why didn’t you kill them while they’re asleep?”

She made an annoyed huff. “Do I have to spell everything out for you? They’re worth more points alive. We can kill them whenever we want, so why not fuck with them first? The others will be panicked when they wake up in the morning, meanwhile…”

“What do we do with her?” I asked.

“Stop acting dense.” She rolled her eyes. “Misty already told me anyway. You stripped her clothing off right? I know you touched her.”

“Th-that! You can’t be serious.”

“Don’t give me such a shocked look. I saw how perverted you were before. I’m doing you a favor. You got a goblin on standby, so why don’t you have your fill?”

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“So, that about sums it up. I have 7,320 points and counting. I have to find some way to protect my dungeon from explorers, but I need more points as well.” I explained everything to Diamond, who sat there quietly and listened.

For a brief time, I had managed to get 19,000 points, however, after an Elixir, a ghost, and a Summon Dead, and only a few weeks of recovery time, I was at a very limited number of points. I needed to know what I could do to survive. I waited in silence for Diamond to speak, but she remained quiet.

“Anyway… I was just looking for an assistant to clean things up. Since I have you though, I thought you might have a greater understanding of this world, and more specifically, Misty. If you could just let me know her secrets, I could exploit… ahem… I mean, I could properly counter them.”

She continued to silently stare at me.

“To be honest, I probably need a body. It’s nice you can think independently and I won’t need to control you for chores. That’s tiresome. However, I may need to borrow your body-”

“No.”

“I see…”

“Look, perverted bastard, I would have killed Misty in the first place if you didn’t get me killed.” She put her legs up, and condescending look on her face.

“You, um… also would have killed me immediately after.”

“Don’t change the subject. As far as I’m concerned, you owe me this life. My life as a human is already gone. I might as well try my luck over in the Ember realm. At least, undead and other monsters aren’t hunted down over there. I hear there are even entire cities that let us live peacefully. Oh, and by the way, when the guild finds out you killed me, a C-rank adventurer, they’ll increase your rank to C, making even more difficult bosses come.”

“I didn’t kill you! Misty did!”

“Oh?” She leaned forward with a mocking expression. “You think she’ll admit to that? If she tells the guild you killed me and gets your rank increased, that means more money for her when she ultimately kills you.”

“You have to help me!” My voice sounded more pleading than I wanted.

“The only reason I haven’t left is because every time I try to leave some barrier blocks me. As far as doing what you ask, I refuse!”

“If I die, you’ll die too!”

“Not necessarily. Monsters are attached to the dungeon that summons them. When you summoned me as a ghost, I was bound to follow you. However, my undead body was resurrected using a spell that I cast myself. The raised undead spell wasn’t cast by you, and the scroll the spell was on was a one-use item, more like a treasured item than a dungeon monster. In other words, inside my body, I am my own Master. Once you die, I’ll be freed from your dungeon servitude and can freely go. All I have to do is sit back and wait for someone else to do the job.”

“Y-you tricked me!”

“You’re a dungeon. Why would I care about you at all?” She laughed disdainfully.

“You’re a monster now. All monsters should stick together, right?”

“Hah! What a joke. I’ll let you know I’m the same person I’ve always been. If I see a monster, I’ll kill a monster. Being one doesn’t change anything. I’d even destroy you if my body allowed it.”

“You bitch… wait… allowance! That’s right, your body doesn’t allow you to attack me or leave. In that case, I do have some control over you.”

“Oi, don’t get any weird ideas.”

“I just have one! Charge!” I was in spectator mode, so I didn’t hesitate to slam into her body.

When I had previously slammed into her ghost form, we merely bounced off of each other. However, if there were certain restrictions she had, even in her own body, and was waiting for my death so that these restrictions were lifted, that gave me an idea.

“Huh… ah! My voice…” I touched my neck, realizing I had a neck.

My voice was pitchy, and I felt a bit chilly. I reached down and felt armor.

“Y-you…” A transparent Diamond was glaring at me.

“I’m in your body!” My hands touched my short hair.

“Get out!” She slammed into me but bounced off just like when she attacked me.

“Hah! I knew it! My soul takes precedence over yours when it comes to controlling bodies.

“Give me my body back, you perverted bastard!” She cried out, trying and failing to attack me several times.

Every time she lunged at me, a barrier threw her back. While I could knock her out of this body, I ultimately had dominion within my dungeon. Feeling her body for the first time, I was surprised all of my senses returned. She was undead, so I wouldn’t have been surprised if I could feel nothing, but all of the senses appeared to remain. My fingers also touched her neck. She had a choker hiding the scar, but it didn’t feel painful or loose or anything. It just felt like she had a scar on her neck that happened to go around the entire thing.

Naturally, this was the first human body I had been in since reincarnating, and her body was also thin and energetic. More importantly, this was the body of a girl. Even better it was the body of this bitchy Diamond, and I was feeling like some payback was in order. A dark expression appeared on my face, and I could see Diamond’s worried look. With an ugly grin, I began to strip.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Diamond cried out.

“Hehe… what’s it look like?” I responded. “This body is one of my prizes. I’m just going to check it out.”

“Pervert! Bastard! Fucker!” She threw as many curses at me as she could, even throwing her ghostly body helplessly against me.

Unfortunately, she had nothing she could do. Even if she wanted to possess something else, all she had was the disembodied hands or the gelatinous cube. There was nothing that could affect me here in the treasure room behind the boss room where my core was stored. It was a mostly empty room. It wasn’t the ugly rock of most of the dungeon, but smooth tile and walls. Other halls could be updated into a variety of appearances, but that cost more money and it served a purely decorative purpose so I saw no reason to do it.

Only the room I was born in had this nicer décor. It was also the only room that could be moved after it was built. It could be sunk a level every time I connected stairways to it. This meant I had to finish the level under it while planning its location with the stairway above. Only once everything was properly laid out could I lower the level? Was it any surprise my first few levels were all so simple?

I barely understood how to get the armor off and it took longer than I expected, but with determination, I was able to toss it on the floor, all while Diamond cursed at me. For some reason, her curses only excited me more. After all, I had already seen her naked, and her body held little appeal to me. She was of proper age. The guild didn’t allow women under seventeen to join, and she was nineteen to already be a D rank. Yet, flat chests and small bodies didn’t give a guy anything to grab onto.

Yet, when it came time to take off the clothing, I suddenly felt a bit sheepish. I couldn’t help but step in front of the mirror. The mirror was the only other thing in this room. It was the first purchase I had made after waking up in this world before I figured out spectator mode. I wanted to see what I looked like, so I placed a mirror around myself. It was only when I suddenly moved away from my locked spot in the middle of the room, I realized I could extend my senses in a variety of ways. Now, I could see Diamond’s short orange hair and eyes, a slight blush on her face.

“What are you looking at, creep?” She shouted angrily.

I bit my lip, and the girl in the mirror bit her lip in the same way. It was actually kind of cute. Diamond wasn’t exactly an ugly girl. She always had nasty expressions on her face, like the one she was wearing now, but when she wasn’t wearing those expressions, she was kind of cute. I couldn’t help the temptation, and my hand went to my breasts.

“Barely anything…” I sighed.

There was a bit of fleshy softness. As an obese guy, I had bigger tits than hers, but these weren’t a result of being overweight. Rather, they had a slightly different softness to them that felt rather pleasing to my fingers.

“Wh-what are you doing?” She cried in horror as I groped her flat chest in front of the mirror.

“Even if this has no charm, what about that!” I reached into my pants and gasped when my fingers passed over pubic hair and found a certain pair of lips.

My body tingled in excitement as I realized Diamond, or I should say myself, was getting wet. All of her senses continued to work, including those.

“Stop! Stop touching me! Stop wearing such a gross expression!” She desperately battered against the barrier like her life depended on it.

However, how could I stop having obtained a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? My clothes fell to the floor, and I started to examine my pussy in the mirror. It was pink and puffy. There was a fleshy hood with covered the clit. When I spread her lips, the hole seemed to pulsate slightly, the glans trying to pull back to protect the warm, moist tissue inside. My fingers worked their way across the smooth, plump surface, causing it to moisten like it was filled with water.

The more I played with it, the more enamored I became. I wasn’t even listening to her shouting protests, and I wasn’t even looking at the mirror. I was bent over, checking it out directly with my eyes. It had a light smell, different than Misty, a bit sharper, a bit sweeter. Misty had a musky, deep sent, while this was more light and fresh, although part of that might be because I was limited in how close I could get my nose into my cunt.

As I played with it, my arousal increased. I found myself falling on my butt and spreading my legs wide in front of the mirror. The girl in the mirror was doing the same thing. Her face was flushed and she had a horny look on her face. I knew it was my current expression, but it only turned me on even more.

I began rubbing my pussy, up and down. The feeling of pleasure increased. I started rubbing harder. Her moans were sweet to my ears. No, those were my moans. I was getting aroused by my moaning. It was kind of fucked up, but I didn’t even care anymore. I spread her lips so I could rub the clitoris. I could see the girl in the mirror do the same thing. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted to cum badly. I was playing with my clitoris like crazy. She was playing with her clitoris like crazy. We were both making the most embarrassing faces.

Her hips thrust up, and the first spasm of her climax shot through her. A clear liquid sprayed out of her pussy, hitting the mirror and the floor. Her pussy was spasming wildly, as her orgasm rocked her. Her body trembled with pleasure. I had erupted before I realized it. It was the greatest climax ever.

But it didn’t end. After a brief period of respite, the waves of pleasure resumed. It was like being struck by lightning again and again. I couldn’t think straight, and my vision was hazy. Normally, it was just like an eruption. I exploded and then my dick softened and I no longer wanted it. Her body seemed to only be craving more. It was like one orgasm made her want another. When I was a goblin, my horniness forced me to blow through one guy after another, but inside this girl, it was like I could take my horniness to the end.

Once the first orgasm passed, it was like this body was even hornier. It was like a fish needing water. She had masturbated, fulfilling a need this body had for so long. My fingers were still rubbing her pussy. At some point, they found their way inside her hole. They started moving back and forth in the hole, and I could feel her muscles contracting around them. I could feel myself squeezing the fingers, almost trying to suck them deeper. She was moaning and screaming. I was moaning and screaming. It felt so good, and I couldn’t stop.

I had never done this, so I didn’t know how to control her body while climaxing. Her pussy was squirting clear juice over and over again. I was sure I was peeing too, but I couldn’t stop. It felt too good. Her legs were trembling, and she was making an embarrassing face, but the waves of pleasure were forcing her to keep going. My fingers were covered in pussy juice, but that only turned me on.

She was cumming over and over. She was going crazy. This was a new experience. This was the greatest sexual act of her life. If she was going to go insane, then she was going to do it by going completely mad with sex.

It was only after I didn’t know how many times that I realized that Diamond had stopped cursing me. My mind regained a bit of my sanity and I looked around to see her in the corner. She was sitting there with her head in her lap, and I could hear a quiet sobbing. Looking at the me in the mirror and the mess I made, I suddenly felt a bit bad. Had I gone a bit overboard?

My body was still shuddering in pleasure, but I forced myself to get up. I left her body, and the undead creature went limp. She stared expressionlessly forward, although her insides were still contracting a bit, causing there to be a twitch followed by a little bit of liquid leaking out. In my spectator mode, I approached Diamond, just about to offer her the body back. However, that’s when I felt something at the front of the cave. I moved my focus there.

“I’m surprised this place is still standing.” A girl spoke up.

“You’re right, they didn’t send a C rank to wipe it out yet.”

“I don’t know what they’re doing, but if a C-ranker reveals we lied about it before, then we could lose our adventure status.” The lead girl spoke up.

“Is it that serious?”

“Do you want to risk it?” She asked angrily.

“N-no…”

“If our Passion’s Summit is going to continue to thrive, then our only chance is to destroy the evidence! This dungeon must die!”

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Perhaps there were other options. I could have added more levels to my dungeon, but it appeared that after five floors, the cost of each additional level went up. There was a reason there was an apparent cut-off at five floors between a D-rank and an F-rank dungeon. The sixth floor and on would cost 10,000 points each. It was a fold more expensive. I imagined after ten floors, there would be a similar jump. That meant that prices weren’t standard, and things could get pricier the more of them you got.

There was no point in replacing the goblins right now. It would cost me two thousand points, and if Misty came back, then she would cut through them just as easily the second time. I had a feeling that despite her clumsiness, she never fell for the same trick twice. It was only because of her extreme inexperience that she succumbed to my dungeon the first three times.

That meant that the only way to fight her was to change my dungeon. Dungeons weren’t quite as easy to change as they were in the games. Like a real building, once you build something, it couldn’t be unbuilt easily. I couldn’t just, for example, swap out my puzzle rooms, or add one on the 1^st floor in between the hallways I already built. I could add mobs to a floor, and I could add treasure chests, but I couldn’t add or remove pitfalls. I couldn’t rearrange hallways either.

The best I could do was add a few surface-level traps, but the ones powerful enough to stop Misty would more than likely also kill her. I didn’t spend so many points keeping her alive just so she could die to some other trap.

As for remaking a floor, I could add intersections and have a path offshoot from the main path, but it ultimately still needed to connect with the stairway leading down to the second floor, which was also set and couldn’t be moved.  If I did send a hallway out and then connect it again, I could demolish the original hallway once I had a new path. However, the dungeon charged a “removal fee” which cost twice the amount it originally cost to put the hallway there.

Ultimately, after considering all of my options, it seemed like the best way to prepare was to strengthen the boss room. I had to create a boss that Misty could not defeat. Once my boss defeated her, I could take control of it and prevent it from giving her a killing blow. That was the only option I could think of where I could be assured she wouldn’t accidently die. Why was I going to such an extent to keep her alive? Even I didn’t know the answer to that question. I just knew that I couldn’t let the woman who took so many of my firsts die. I didn’t have many scruples as a man, but this turned out to be one of them.

“Yeah, but before worrying about stopping her… what about this?”

I looked down to see the headless corpse of the girl named Diamond. Her body was cold now, her head still stuck in an expression of horror. She had been stripped of all of her armor and was naked. I wasn’t aroused though. Her small titless body wasn’t to my taste, and there was also the fact that she was dead. I wasn’t some crazy necrophiliac!

The real problem was that I didn’t have a helping hand. I had no one to get rid of her for me. I had already suffered from a lack of help just bringing her down to my lair behind the boss room using the rat.

 At the moment, the only things in my dungeon I could possess were the wall of hands, the gelatinous cube, the evil bone, and the rat king. I supposed I could toss her in the gelatinous tube and let her dissolve her, or have the rat king eat her, but both things made me feel a bit nauseous.

 I decided that I needed to summon an assistant. I didn’t want it to be a goblin though. Not only were goblins dumb with poor teeth that made it difficult to speak properly, but they were also short and weak. I wanted someone that could do a lot of tasks. I wanted it to be able to move around the dungeon easily, fight if necessary, cast spells, and do manual labor. I also wanted it to be dirt cheap. I still had to worry about stopping Misty, after all.

“Ghost.” My eyes landed on one of the cheaper options. 

Ghost was only five hundred dungeon points. That was pretty cheap! It was strange because I swore that the ghost was five thousand dungeon points when I looked before, but I checked several times and it said five hundred points. I was just about to buy it, but then I hesitated. Could a ghost even touch things? Could it cast spells? Could it fight? Eh, screw it. For five hundred points, I could try it out.

Unfortunately, every creature was a gamble. The one thing the dungeon store did not have were pictures or descriptions. All I had was a name and a price and the rest was left for me to experiment. Even the price didn’t appear to be written in stone. In this case, since the dungeon store was giving me a ninety percent discount, I’d indulge them a bit.

“Rise… Ghost! Do my bidding!”

I didn’t need to do that. I had already bought the thing and it would just appear in my room until I assigned it orders.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” A voice came from right next to me, causing me to jump slightly.

I looked over to my side, and there was a familiar girl. It was the orange-haired Diamond. However, this orange headed girl was partially transparent and floating. Meanwhile, the real Diamond was a headless corpse lying on the ground.

“Ummm…”

She turned and jumped. “Who the fuck are you? Where the fuck am I? Is this the dungeon? That’s right, that fucking bitch killed me!”

“You’re alive?” I asked and then shook my head. “No, your body is already cold… wait, you’re my ghost?”

“I’m not anyone’s shit!” She snarled, making an obscene gesture at me. “I’m getting out here!”

She turned and fled toward the door, but as soon as she reached it, a barrier of light appeared, pushing her back.

“That’s why it was on discount,” I spoke in realization.

The dungeon store seemed to base prices on availability. If I were to summon a ghost from the nether, it really would cost five thousand points. However, since I had a recently deceased human, her lingering spirit was easier to claim. I had been looking to dispose of her body cleanly, but this was completely unexpected.

“Diamond, you’re dead and a ghost, and you now serve me, the dungeon you died in.”

“How do you know my name? No, Fuck that, why are you talking. Wait? Serve you? Fuck you! I ain’t serving no lame F-ranked dungeon.” She declared in a barrage of words. “Why did you make such a perverted dungeon anyway? Are you a creep? All I see is a talking orb floating next to me… I know, I’ll destroy you!”

She suddenly turned and attacked me. I let out a cry, wincing in my mind as she struck me. However, just like with the room, she rebounded back. When I saw she couldn’t hurt me, I coughed and firmed up my voice to hide my previous fear.

“You are my servant now. You must obey me. If you don’t… I’ll just take control of you.”

“Go fuck yourself.” She stubbornly cried out.

“That’s it!” I entered spectator mode and tried to enter her body.

However, instead of merging with the ghost monster, I felt like I slammed into a wall.

“Ow! What the hell? Why did you shoot a light out at me?” She demanded.

I tried to enter her again but collided with the wall again. “I can’t enter your body…”

“Fuck! If I’m a ghost, it means I have no physical body.” She declared, glaring at me disdainfully. “I can only be affected my magic and soul items. Otherwise, I can’t interact with the world.”

“Seriously? You can’t touch anything? How about spell scrolls?” Wasn’t she just as useless as my spectator mode?

“I can cast them, but only if someone else opens them for me.”

“Fuck!”

“Are you a dungeon core?” she asked, to which I nodded. “You know I can’t see you nodding, right?”

“I… wasn’t nodding… I am a dungeon core though. Cough.”

“What fucking gives? Dungeon cores like you should move on instinct. You shouldn’t be able to talk until you’re C-rank at least, and even they have the intelligence of a toddler.”

“That’s on a need-to-know basis, and you don’t need to know.” I shot back. “What you do need to know is that you’re now my servant.”

“I’m dead, I can’t do shit without my body. Give me my body back and maybe we can work something out.”

“Your body? It’s dead.” I looked at the corpse on the floor.

“No shit, idiot. I mean, bring my body back with Reanimate Corpse. Souls can inhabit magical objects that lack a soul, so if you animate my corpse, I can directly control it. We both get what we want.”

“Reanimate Corpse costs 5,000 points. It’s expensive! Couldn’t you inhabit some cheaper mob? I’ll just make a goblin.”

My original issue with a goblin assistant is that I would need to control it myself. I didn’t care as much if it was Diamond having to deal with a short, ugly creature with a small dick.

“Huh? Points? Wait, you’re just being a cheapskate! You better bring my body back. I’m not going to walk around in some goblin body.”

“And you’ll serve me loyally if I get you your body?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” She responded, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Fine, you’re lucky your brain wasn’t crushed or even Reanimate Corpse wouldn’t save you.” I purchased the scroll, even though it felt painful. “Here!”

“…”

“Uhhh…” I handed her the scroll, but it went through her hand and bounced on the floor.  

“I said I can’t touch physical objects!”

“Right.” I coughed. “In that case… to level four.”

My little rat king dragged her corpse back up to the fourth floor. Daimond no longer had trouble leaving the room behind the boss room where my core was hidden. She watched the rat king dragging her corpse up a flight of stairs. It was a lot more difficult than when he brought it down. When it finished with her body, it came back with her decapitated head held by the hair. Diamond’s expression turned to disgust.

“Be careful! My brain is in there!” she shouted when the rat king dropped her head on the ground with a thud.

The rat king let out a squeak and then ran back out of sight. He was a cowardly boss. I used the wall of hands to open up the scroll for her, and finally, she read the incantation from the scroll. It exploded with a flash and then turned to ash. A few moments later, the head flew back onto the body, and then the body slowly stood back up. She had a dead-eyed look, a little bit of drool running out of her mouth.

“About time!” Diamond declared, flying right into her body.

Its movements suddenly perked up, and it touched its body, letting out a sigh.

“Feels normal again. Thankfully, you didn’t wait too long or decomposition would have set in. Like this, I still feel like I’m alive. Wait! Why am I naked! You pervert!”

I sighed. “I wasn’t planning on you being still alive. You still have your storage ring on your finger.”

“Hmph… that’s the only reason I don’t kill you.” She made a set of clothing appear and started dressing. “Are you going to keep watching, perve?”

I spun around, only to realize I was a ball and I could see her no matter what. How did she even know I was looking? I just wanted to know if the carpets matched the drapes like they did with Misty. It turned out they did. I also noticed their hair matched their eye color too. Was that also a feature of this world?

She finished dressing. She looked a little paler than before, but I would have had no clue she was dead if I hadn’t seen her headless corpse myself.

“I’m surprised you can speak after losing your head,” I commented.

“Undead can heal quickly. As soon as my head returned, it reattached automatically.” She lifted her neck, showing a scar along her neck before wrapping a choker around it to hide the mark. “I’ve battled a few undead, never one with a soul controlling it, but the undead are quite difficult to deal with if you don’t have a cleric with you. Done.”

She seemed to be satisfied with her appearance after looking in a mirror she summoned from her ring.

“Alright, fine, I fulfilled my part of the bargain. Now, you’re my servant.”

“Fuck that… I’m leaving.” She put her mirror away and then turned and started walking toward the door.

I watched as she walked off with my mouth open. Weren’t servants supposed to be loyal? Thankfully, I didn’t need to do anything. When she reached the exit, just like before, her body was repelled by a barrier of light. She let out an annoyed growl.

“You work for me. If you serve me well, I will free you eventually.”

She paused from her next attempt to exit. “You’ll let me leave?”

“I don’t even want you here now.” I declared. “I only resurrected you because I wanted some help.”

She crossed her arms in front of her nonexistent chest once again. “What information?”

“Let’s start at the beginning. Where are we?”

I proceeded to ask her an assortment of questions which she answered to the best of her ability. It turned out we lived in a world called Fallen Shadow, and the country we were located in was Argent. We lived about a day’s walk from a city called Brail where a C-rank dungeon existed. Dungeons came in difficulties from F-S, matching the ranks in the adventure’s guild.

An unknown amount of time ago, a portal opened to a place called the Ember realm. This was a realm of devils and demons. The demon king began an invasion against Fallen Shadow. To survive, the countries sent man after man to war. Although she didn’t know much about the start of the war, she knew that countless men died pushing the demons back through the portal. As the men fought, women assumed increasingly more positions of power.

Eventually, the war brought countless profits back through the gate as the ember realm had many rare resources, but perhaps the biggest was a substance called ember. When used on humans, it extended their age, youth, and beauty. The greedy ruling class of women passed laws demanding men of all ages join the army to fight demons and devils to extract more ember. The demon king naturally fought back, destroying these mines.

It got to the point where every child over ten and man under ninety was gathered into one last stand. The final coalition was sent to the Ember realm with the task of killing the demon king, ending the battle once and for all. The army went in, but they were never heard from again. That battle was five years ago.

The opening of the portal also seemed to change Fallen shadow, leading to the appearance of dungeons. As dungeons spread, it became up to women to create the adventurer’s guild to keep them under control. Women who entered these dungeons became known as heroines, a name selected to encourage them to risk their lives. Over time, more and more women became heroines, and dungeon exploration became a major business.

Eventually, a powerful S-class heroine party entered the ember realm and then returned with the demon king’s head. Although they had fought countless battles, they never found the men. The war ended, and it was then realized that there were almost no men left alive, even among the old and young. Afterward, all the ember mines dried up, and ember has slowly become harder and harder to get.

Only two years ago, strenuous breeding programs were introduced. All the living men were gathered up and put under lock and key. All of the governments declared that only S-class heroines were permitted to breed with the males so that only the strongest genes were passed on to the next generation.

This was a controversial decision, not the least of which because every country only had a couple of S-class heroines. The vast majority of the women were left to a male-less society. They had to fight for themselves and their survival. Women could be pretty brutal to each other, and living in the current era as a woman wasn’t easy. At least, that was the story as explained by Diamond. Many women became heroines, since it paid quite a bit and allowed them to become strong enough to protect themselves from other women.

“Thanks, that clears up a lot, thank you,” I said when she finished.

“Alright, can I go then?”

“What? I still need your help!”

“About what? I answered your questions.” She complained.

“About Misty,” I responded, causing her expression to darken. “I want to know how to deal with her.”

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I could only stare in shock as Misty was run through by Diamond. I had seen gory anime before, but I had never really seen true violence. It was true that my goblin had his head smashed, but his blood was green and goblins were fantasy creatures. I was able to separate my mind from the violence pretty easily. When it came to cleaning up the mess and harvesting his, both were just orders I gave the goblin while focusing on something else. By the time I looked back, it had all been done.

To see the woman I had lost my virginity to run through someone else’s sword, I completely froze. I didn’t know what to do. Ideally, both women should die. It was the only way to get me out of my current predicament. However, I didn’t want anyone to die. Why did it all have to end in violence anyway? There was a reason all of my tricks sought to embarrass or knock them out. I could have included a pitfall with spears at the bottom or a monster more powerful than a rat, but I wasn’t a murderer.

“Wh-why?” Misty asked, blood coming from her mouth.

“Do I need a reason to kill you?” Diamond asked, pulling the sword out of the other woman and looking at it like she was examining her nails. “How about I don’t like you. You’re pretty, you have a body you don’t deserve, and the guild mistress adores you for no reason. You prance around the guild acting like some bigshot, and you can’t even get promoted from rank F.”

“J-jealousy?”

“Over you?” Diamond balked at the idea, although from my point of view, it sounded like it was exactly what it was. “Your dad was a knight. When he went off to war, your family was given a high stipend. When he died, they returned his armor and he was heralded as a war hero, and you received three years of compensation. My dad was just a street thug. They arrested him on trumped-up charges and sent him off to the same war, and we didn’t get a damn thing.”

“That’s… not my fault.” She panted.

“I had to fight for everything I earned!” Diamond tapped her chest. “While your daddy was teaching you how to play knight, my daddy taught me how to survive! Now, who deserves it better now?”

“…”

“Silence? Perhaps you’re feeling guilty? I beat you in the end. I’m better than you! I can beat this dungeon, while all you can do is die. You’re nothing but a pair of cow tits.” She glanced at Misty’s chest angrily.

“I… always… just wanted to be… your friend,” Misty spoke as tears poured down. “I just… wanted to save… my sister…”

“Hmph… well, now you’ve failed at both.” As she raised her sword, I finally came out of my stupor.

I knew I couldn’t allow her to kill Misty. If I stood there and did nothing, I’d regret it for the rest of my life. Admittedly, that like might only be a few minutes, but at least if I died, I wouldn’t die with regret. I let out a silent roar as I entered the wall of hands again.

The tip of her sword just reached the wall. She hadn’t been paying attention. I reached out and grabbed her sword. It was just a hand, so I felt the blade cutting into it, but I held on tight. When she tried to bring the sword down, she found it held back. At the same time, I had the other wall let go of Misty. She slumped for a moment, and I feared it was too late, but then she rolled to the side and drew her sword in a single motion.

“What?” Diamond called out with a curse, turning and ripping her blade from my fingers.

I abandoned the wall again, the pain of losing some fingers was more than I wanted to bear. However, I had done what I set out to do. Diamond ignored the wall and turned to Misty.

“It’s over.” Misty declared.

“That’s the arrogance that I hate so much.” Diamond’s face twisted in anger. “I’m still a C-rank adventurer, and you’re injured. Do you think you have a shot against me? Die!”

Diamond lunged forward, and then Misty raised her blade to block. She was still bleeding profusely from her stomach, but she was ignoring the pain and meeting each of Diamond’s attacks. The two women’s swords moved like lightning, and I found myself awed. This was the level of a C-rank? C was average, wasn’t it? Yet, their attacks were at a level I wouldn’t have expected from even top swordsmen. They looked like characters in a choreographed movie, except that every blow had weight to it and I could almost feel the force every time their swords collided.

They finally pulled back for a second, Misty grabbing her stomach. “If you hadn’t wounded me, you’d already be dead.”

Her words seemed to enrage Diamond further. “It’s called strategy! There are no fair fights in this world. You’d understand that if you weren’t some foolish lady. One lives, and one dies! If this cheating wall didn’t take away my victory, you’d already be dead. As soon as I kill you, I’ll shatter this dungeon core and let the whole place collapse on top of you. I’ll even sprinkle its remains on you, so you can die touching the one thing you couldn’t get on your while alive.”

“If that is my fate… then so be it,” Misty responded coldly.

The two women began to fight once again. I was back to being lost about what to do. I wanted them to do this whole fight to the death outside of my dungeon. I didn’t want to see anyone deal, and I didn’t want to die either. Was it so hard for everyone to just be happy?

Diamond’s shoulder got too close to a wall. I wasn’t ordering them, so they were running on autopilot. A hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder, causing her to not bring up her sword. When Misty slashed down, she ended up stumbling back to the ground.

“You dare!” She screamed, scrambling back to her feet and lunging at Misty.

Another hand grabbed her ankle, causing her attack to falter. At that moment, Misty’s blade went through Diamond. Diamond’s eyes widened, and she looked up to Misty.

“You… cheated…”

“There are no fair fights in this world.” Misty threw her own words back in her face coldly.

“Th-this isn’t over… I’ll…”

Misty pulled out her blade and then swiped it, taking Diamond’s head before she could say something else. Diamond’s shocked expression was forever locked on her face as it rolled down the hallway. I turned and began to heave, but since I had nobody and was just a core, there was nothing that came up.

Misty looked at the headless Diamond, took a step back, stumbled, and then landed on the floor. She was down as well.

“Fuck… fuck!” I cursed.

Two people we dead in my dungeon. Logic said that this was the best outcome, but I told that part of me to shut up. I didn’t want death. Furthermore, if these two died, wouldn’t the adventure guild send more people or even more powerful people? It was fine when I was handling Misty, but if a serious heroine came, wouldn’t I be just handing over my life?

“Ph!” Misty coughed up more blood, her body shuddering.

I looked at her, and then I cursed again. She was still alive. I had to save her! I needed potions. Shit! All of my goblins were dead. My rat didn’t even have opposable thumbs. I was just a core. I needed a body.

“No, I need hands!”

I looked at the wall, and one hand was just close enough to reach her ankle. I took over the wall and had it grab her, slowly pulling her back. She didn’t resist as my hands slowly dragged her back over to the wall. I was finally able to reach her shoulder, and with some finagling, I got her into a seated position with her head against the wall. At this point, she had already passed out, but I had one hand pressed against her back, and I could still feel her heartbeat, albeit weakly.

“Now… potion…. Fuck!” I looked over to see her backpack had none been on her.

After escaping the wall, she had taken it off to fight. Violet had that storage ring, but she was located in the middle of the hall, just out of reach of the hands on either side.

“Where can I get… the store!”

I felt foolish. I immediately entered my store and started looking at the potions. I let out a cry when my menu came up. That’s because my points had suddenly jumped up. I have over 19,000 points now. I knew I didn’t have them even a short while ago. Diamond’s death must have netted me nearly 10,000 points just on her own. That meant I could afford the potion.

Weak Heal. Minor Heal, Strong Heal, Major Heal, Limb Reattachment, and Revitalize were some of the options. She was truly hurt, but would any of these be enough? That’s when my eyes landed on Elixir. Elixir was the cure-all in any video game. I believed it was the same here. However, its price tag was 8,000 points. Almost everything I gained from Diamond would have to be spent to save Misty.

I didn’t want to do it, but I felt I had no other choice. While looking out of only one metaphorical eye, I went ahead and bought the Elixir. I felt foolish, but she was near death and it was the only thing I was sure would work. Major Heal cost 5,000 points to buy, and if it didn’t work, then I’d be out that much. That’s why I went for the strongest option.

I equipped it to the wall, and then hand them hand it to each other carefully before it finally came to Misty. One hand turned her head while the other forced the drink down her gullet. I was afraid she’d spit it out again, but this time she swallowed it down. When the vial of golden liquid was empty, I waited.

After a few minutes, I could see the wound in her stomach closing at a visible rate. Her heart started to grow stronger, and her face started to look less pasty white. Realizing she was going to wake up, I called the Rat from the boss’s room. He quickly grabbed her backpack and took it. He then came back and fetched Diamond’s body too. I wanted the storage ring, not specifically her body, although the rat recovered her head as well.

Between the rat and the hands, I was able to get all of her armor off as well. This time, I stripped Misty naked. The rat could drag her back to the entrance though. His teeth were too sharp that he’d end up biting off her foot. She slowly woke up. By then, another eight hours had passed by.

“Huh?” She tried to reach for her stomach, but it was at that point that she must have noticed she was being restrained.

Other than taking off her clothing, she had been lifted into a standing position, with dozens of hands older her body to the wall. Since I had no goblins, and I wasn’t some bestiality creep who would rape her with a rat, this was the only way to give her a warning. Entering the wall of hands, I took control. One hand on either side of her chest grabbed her boobs, while another reach up from between her legs. She let out a cry, trying to resist, but I had three hands holding her arms and shoulders, elbows, and wrists. I also had more holding her legs apart, giving me proper access. Misty was plastered to the wall, completely vulnerable to my machinations.

I wanted the hand fingering her crotch to have the feeling of my penis as I had done with the evil bone, but I somehow couldn’t do it. My brain was too used to hands having the feeling of hands, and so even while I had a dozen hands feeling different parts of her body, I couldn’t make them feel like anything else except hands.

That was okay too. The feeling of her soft boobs deforming under two of my hands, as her wet pussy being violated in the other was just fine with me. Her eyes were wide and helpless. I didn’t think I had ever seen anyone look as helpless as she did. It was hot.

She moaned and whimpered, but didn’t seem to have any energy to resist after her near-death experience. I had her body pressed so tightly to the wall that she could barely move at all. She struggled weakly, but couldn’t free herself.

After a couple of minutes, when she was wet, and was letting out moans regularly, I inserted my thumb into her asshole. My thumb was already wet from her pussy, and I wanted to see how it feels as well as how she would react. Her butt was tight, but my thumb slid in easily.

She cried out in shock and surprise and started fighting back a bit. The hand I had inside her didn’t move, and the others held her down. She was stuck in place, and there was nothing she could do about it. I moved the fingers in her pussy faster, and with a twisting motion, every time my fingers left her pussy, my thumb penetrated her ass.

After a minute or so of this, she started to relax. Her panting returned, and I could feel her pussy becoming increasingly wet. I grew excited, moving my hand faster and faster. I got so into it that my hands all spasmed at once. I was cumming against just by the pleasure of touching her flesh. Another premature ejaculation. I was surprised to find that when I did so, she also stiffened.

It was hard for me to tell because I had no experience with this kind of thing. It just felt like her pussy suddenly become a lot wetter, and I felt a twitch or two. Did she also have an orgasm? She didn’t scream in lust or stick her tongue out with snot and tears. There was no excessive moaning. Her pussy didn’t suck my fingers like a popsicle, and she didn’t erupt like a fountain. It was just a few twitches, her body stiffened, and then her pussy got wetter. Her moaning stopped and she closed her mouth, breathing hard like a sigh and sagging in my hands.

“Is that it?”

I felt excited, but also a bit disappointed. I wanted to play with her more, but it was hard to enjoy. I couldn’t pick and choose what I felt, and many of the hands had lost fingers. They throbbed painfully, ruining any pleasure I felt. The hands released her, and she collapsed, falling to her knees. Her whole body was shaking.

This time, I went into the rat and then let out a cry. She looked over and then jerked up when she saw the rat nearly as tall as her standing. I let out angry noises at her, trying to look as threatening as possible.

Now, the rat king was my boss, and I didn’t have it in my boss’s room. Monsters could leave the level they were assigned to. However, they would then receive a status penalty. Nearly 25% of their power was lost when they weren’t on their assigned level. This penalty was heavier for boss monsters, a 50% penalty.

However, I didn’t want her to grow tempted enough to hit my last level. The rat king might have been my boss, but I knew she could defeat him. My only chance was to shock her and then get her to leave. I was afraid she might fight, but after a bit more hissing, she finally backed up and then turned and walked away.

I watched as she stumbled back the way she came. She went through the three puzzle rooms that were still open. She crawled back through the icy, cavern, kicking off the walls to decrease her time. She walked down the hallway filled with dead goblins. She then jumped the pitfalls and walked out. Cold, naked, and alone… Misty began her walk back to the city. This took about four hours to do.

I needed something to stop her once and for all. If she came back, my only chance at survival was the break her. I needed to come up with something big.

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“It’s a gelatinous cube.” Diamond made a face.

“In the middle of the cube is the key to the next room,” Misty noted.

It was a very typical dungeon trap. These creatures were similar to slimes, except they gave up mobility for a larger size and a greater acidic ability. A living slime was capable of keeping a person it ingested from escaping, but the digestion would be extremely slow. Other than the fact they’d probably drown after a minute or so, it’s probably taken a week to finish digesting them. This is why the girls didn’t fear climbing through the slime guts earlier, as they only could etch armor and ruin clothes. Even if they slept on it, it was unlikely it would cause more than a mild skin irritation.

The gelatinous cube was different. It cost twice what a slime cost and its acidity was enough to dissolve a person in a few minutes. The key had to be made of a substance that wouldn’t dissolve, or this puzzle wouldn’t work.

“Do we need to take off our clothes again?” Misty asked hesitantly.

Diamond looked at her with disgust. “How can you be so book-learned and also so stupid?”

“Y-you know this is the first dungeon I’ve ever been in. All my information is theoretical. You’re the one with practical experience. Do you know how to get through this trap?”

“Tsk, such a puzzle is child’s play.” Diamond sighed, waving her hand and causing a long pole to appear from her storage ring.

When she first brought the storage ring out, I had cried that such a cheat-level item would be in the hands of a mere C-rank adventurer. Weren’t storage rings supposed to be exceptionally rare? I didn’t know enough about this world to know one thing or the other, but I did know this storage ring could store all three of their armors as well as an unknown number of analyzers and other cheat-like equipment. How was a dungeon supposed to compete against magical scanners?

This pole was exceptionally insidious. It appeared to have some kind of mechanism on the handle with controlled a three-finger claw on the end. It was a fantasy reacher grabber!

“Won’t it dissolve?” Misty asked worriedly.

“It’s magic. Acid and heat resistant. It extends out to a twenty-foot reach. It’s the dungeon company’s most popular tool, the dungeon reacher. It’s great for opening treasure chests from a safe distance, triggering traps, or grabbing out-of-reach items. No serious dungeon explorer would come to a dungeon without one.”

She pushed the pole into the cube, and as if to mock me, she didn’t even use the grabber function, just pushing it until it popped out the other side, clanging to the floor. My trap was defeated so soundly that I felt like crying. I didn’t want Misty to dissolve to death in the cube. Even though I feared her, I didn’t hate her. She was my first, after all, and such a death would be far too pitiful for her. If she had been left to herself, this trap definitely would have killed her.

Had it just been Misty, she wouldn’t have died. I can control the cube like everything else in my dungeon. I was moderately looking forward to being able to touch her all over and in every crevice. I was curious how that would feel as a gelatin mold. Either way, once she passed out from lack of oxygen, I could eject her before she dissolved.

With Diamond, my only hope had been if Misty climbed in and then Diamond was trapped trying to save her. Diamond walked over and grabbed the key, making sure to shoot Misty a mocking look. Misty blushed, looking embarrassed. Yeah, I wouldn’t have minded if Diamond died. Unfortunately, she had too much dungeon experience. Standard traps wouldn’t work on her.

 After that, she unlocked the door, gesturing smugly for Misty to go first. The pair entered my final puzzle room far too soon for my heart to handle it.

“Gross…”

“What is that thing?”

“It’s a wall of hands.” Diamond held up her monster identifier. “It’s creepy.”

“The door is there.” Misty pointed.

“And every hand is holding a different key.” Diamond finished.

It was as they described. The final room was closer to a hallway, except that both sides of the hallway were lined with hands. There was only just enough room for one person to walk. If you got too far to either side, the hands would grab you and pull you close. There were dozens of fake keys and only one real key. Furthermore, the hands continued to pass the keys off from one to the next. If you were trying to get a key and became flustered enough to forget the hands could grab you, this was a surefire trap. For a clumsy girl like Misty, I thought this was an ace up my sleeve, but now it all felt laughable.

Of course, I had also expected them to be naked by now. If the previous level hadn’t destroyed their clothing, the gelatinous cube would have. Thus, they would have a wall of hands reaching out for their naked body. It was mental warfare at its best. How could I have predicted that Diamond had a storage ring and could protect clothing? If it was just Misty and her backpack, the backpack would have dissolved along with any extra clothing long before she had made it to the other side.

I could only sigh. I had to stop thinking like that. I hadn’t properly prepared for a second person to come, let alone a C rank. In the end, I only had myself to blame. No, screw that. This wasn’t fair at all. I was an F rank and they were bullying me. I didn’t want to die!

“There, that’s the key, see the one with the heart? It matches the heart on the door.” Misty announced.

That was another dumb requirement. If I had multiple keys, I couldn’t just force them to have to gather them all. The right key needed to be obvious at a glance. Thus, the symbol on the door matched the key. Had I had a choice, I’d still have the symbol on the door, but then I’d have a different key just to screw with them and waste their time.

“Let’s go then…” Diamond took the lead, heading right down the middle.

The heart key started to move away from them, going from hand to hand quickly to the back. The girls weren’t easily confused though, and kept their eyes on it. That was until Diamond stopped, her eyes brightening as she looked at an alcove in the wall.

“What is it?” Misty asked.

When she followed Diamond’s line of sight, she made a noise of excitement. “A shield!”

I had three treasures in the dungeon at the moment. The first treasure was hidden in the ice cave as part of a trap. The second treasure was here, and the final was after the boss. It was my most expensive treasure, and it was less something I intended to use, and more a bribe so that whoever finished my dungeon would take over my life. Such a treasure was meaningless to these girls, but at least my second treasure caught their eyes.

It was a simple steel shield, but it looked shiny and new, and more importantly, it was sitting at the end of an alcove arms-width deep. On either side were hands, so you had to get in range of the hands to grab it. Well, that’s what I thought, but she pulled out her dungeon reacher and after a little bit of finagling, was pulling it out. Feeling aggrieved, I took control of the wall and just as she got it out of the hole, my hands grabbed onto the edges.

“Hey! Let go!” She snapped, grabbing the other end with her hands and putting the reacher away.

Misty pulled out her sword, and as she lifted it to slash, I imagined the feeling of all my fingers being cut off. I instantly let go. Diamond flew back with a cry, landing against the other wall. Success! My hands began grabbing onto her. Specifically, one had grabbed her belt, trying to pull her sword out. Fuck! My wrists didn’t have enough range of motion to get it out of the scabbard.

“Stop touching me!” Diamond screeched.

Misty’s blade flashed, and my hands were cut down in moments, freeing Diamond. Thankfully, when I went to the other wall, I shot off my senses so I couldn’t feel the pain. Even though I couldn’t feel anything, seeing my fingers cut off still left me with some trauma. Diamond seemed to experience some trauma too, as she was flailing, even hitting Misty on the chest a few times.

“It’s okay! It’s okay… you’re free…” Misty tried to soothe the other woman.

Diamond finally settled down. She looked at the shield and then made a face.

“A piece of junk.” She still tossed it into her storage ring, before looking up. “What the hell are you looking at?”

Misty looked away. “I lost track of the key.”

“Fuck! Can’t you do anything right?” She cursed Misty unfairly before looking around.

It took them another fifteen minutes to track down and grab the key. I wasn’t able to stop them with my many hands. They were much more careful now, and even Misty didn’t give me any opportunity. Maybe part of that was because I was afraid of getting cut, but once they had the key, I knew it was all over. Maybe if it was just one of them, I could win. No, both of them were skilled with weapons. My rat king would be cut to shreds. It’d be even more pointless for me to control the rat king. I had no fighting experience.

My life had finally come to an end. It was a short life in this new world, and acknowledging that felt bitter. At the least, I didn’t have to die a virgin this time. I would be killed by the woman I lost my virginity to. Maybe there was a kind of fairness in that. I got sex, and in exchange, she’d take everything I made and cut my heart out for profit. Wasn’t that marriage in a nutshell?

With the key found, Diamond stepped aside and gestured for Misty to go first. Misty nodded and walked over to the door. Just before she touched the door, Diamond’s face turned murderous, and then she shoved Misty to the side. Success! My hands managed to grab onto Misty. In particular, her hand had loosened and I managed to get the key. My hands went for her sword too, but it was the same as the previous one. Why couldn’t these people have any daggers equipped?

“What are you doing?” Misty cried out as Diamond stood there looking at her.

It was only when she spoke that my hands stopped groping her body, realizing how suspicious this all was. Diamond wasn’t trying to help Misty, she was just staring at her with a curled upper lip.

“Look at you,” Diamond spoke angrily. “You’re the guild mistress’s beloved golden child that can do no wrong, but you’re nothing so incredible.”

“I-I didn’t ask for Guild Mistress’s favor.” Misty looked away, a bit of shame on her face.

“Even if you didn’t ask for it, you certainly were fine taking it,” Diamond responded. “You haven’t even managed to finish a single dungeon, and yet she acts like you deserve C-rank? I earned my C-rank through blood, sweat, and tears… and you read a book and suddenly think you can do what I do? You’re not an adventurer! You’re an embarrassment.”

Misty shook. “Don’t you think I already know that? I don’t do this because I want to be famous. I don’t do it for glory. I just want to be able to protect my little sister.”

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about her.” Diamond drew her sword. “When I get back, I’ll use some of my reward money to treat her real nice.”

“Y-you bitch…”

“Sticks and stones… but I prefer a sword!” With that, she stabbed Misty right in the stomach.

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“We could have gotten through that much faster if I wasn’t looking for pitfalls.” Diamond complained, even though the only reason they finished was because Misty ignored all caution and slid right on by.

The truth was that I had wanted there to be pitfalls, but the ice hallways didn’t support pitfalls. The building mechanics for a dungeon core could be surprisingly limited, the rules making some exploits impossible.

Had I smothered some pitfalls in slime innards, that hallway would have been impossible to pass, but unfortunately, I could only put them in normal hallways. It was the same for lowered roofs. You couldn’t make a pitfall that couldn’t be theoretically overcome with a quick jump. Had I switched hallways mysteriously in the middle of the ice, it’d have been far too obvious. In the end, I could only do what I did.

“It’s a puzzle room,” Diamond spoke as she looked around the new floor they entered.

“A puzzle room? On a new dungeon?” Misty asked.

Diamond shook her head, glaring at the walls like she was trying to glare at me. “This dungeon is weird. Most new dungeons just populate with monsters and simple traps. If I knew it was like this, I might not have agreed to help you.”

I watched them as they entered my fourth floor. This was the last bit of protection I had. I wished I had spent more time working on it. It was just three puzzle rooms, and once they got through them, they could fight my boss. My boss wasn’t anything special. It was the lowest boss creature available, the only one I could afford, called the rat king, which was just a rat the size of a St. Bernard. It seemed terrifying at the time, but now it felt painfully inadequate.

“How do we do this puzzle?” Diamond asked, looking around impatiently.

In the middle of the room was a small altar with an arched top. In the center of that ach was a single small bone sticking out of it.  It looked like a humerus except that it was a bit smaller than a human, about nine inches tall, and perhaps three inches wide at the head with a two-inch diameter along the length and the rest of it embedded into the altar.

It belonged to one of my now-deceased goblins. Once she killed it, I was wondering if there was a way to resurrect the goblins and save money. Looking through my options, there was an assortment of spells and enchantments I could use. Some targeted items, some targeted rooms, and some targeted mobs. Some would last permanently, and some only lasted for a limited time. I eventually found what I was looking for among curses.

It was possible to bring the goblin back as a zombie, but it cost four times as much as the zombie itself, and not only would it be as weak as a goblin, but it’d be slow and even stupider. There was no reason to zombify a goblin. There was also the option to reanimate the skeleton, but I had no clue what its stats would be and it would be even more expensive than the zombie.

That’s when I found the cheapest option available, reanimate bone. I wasn’t sure how it worked, but I tried it out, and the bone was brought back as the monster named Evil Bone. It didn’t move. It sort of just laid there. I had no clue why it was called a monster. The spell had caused it to become smooth like glass and dark like obsidian. Not wanting to waste it, I made it a part of this dungeon puzzle.

“There is a clue, I found writing!” Misty grew excited.

“Eh?”

That had been the most annoying part of this puzzle room. Puzzles seemed to have very strict policies. The puzzle had to be solvable. I couldn’t just create something obscure that they’d never figured out. There had to be enough clues. In the end, the puzzle wouldn’t let me place it until I put a riddle down. Even then, I had to rewrite it three times before it was considered acceptable.

“Before one can go, another must cum. Place your sacrifice on the altar. Every journey starts rough and cold, but as long as you persevere, friction becomes pleasure, and dryness becomes warm and moist.”

“Was this written by a child?” Diamond made a face. “Look, it even misspelled come!”

I slapped my forehead. I didn’t want it to be that obvious, but the room wouldn’t let me otherwise. I might as well have said you need to bone the bone. Yet, these girls still seemed to be confused.

“It has something to do with the bone on the altar,” Misty explained.  “We have to make some kind of sacrificial offer. What does a bone want?”

“I’m not sacrificing any of my weapons are armor, and certainly not my life,” Diamond responded angrily.

“Yeah, but these treasure rooms had a trick to them, right? The thing needed to pass the puzzle room must be in the puzzle room. No keys on a random monster down the hallway. We should have everything we need in this room.”

“Maybe we need to pull it.” Diamond ran over and grabbed it with both hands, starting to yank on it, then let go with a cry.

“What happened?”

“I-it suddenly twitched!”

I had been startled. I had been curious and so I entered the bone. In other words, I was the evil bone. When I first made this puzzle, I was just hoping to disgust any C-rank adventurer. Since I knew I couldn’t defeat them by strength, I hoped that by humiliating them, I thought I could discourage them from continuing. That was also the point of the previous floor. I hadn’t thought about how effective the cold would be. My only goal had been to make them quit out of embarrassment. It would have almost worked too if Misty hadn’t had that moment of inspiration.

However, as I played with the evil bone, I was naturally curious and entered it. Once I was part of the bone, I could feel what the bone felt. With some practice, I found I was able to shift my body. With a goblin, it was pretty simple. It had the same body parts I did, and so the senses all matched. I had wondered how my senses would work if I took over a monster like a worm, or let’s be honest, I had been hoping for a tentacle monster, although I had yet to see one in the store at 6000 points.

Either way, since I had the bone, I tested and found it could only account for some of my senses. Grabbing it could be made to feel like grabbing my arm. With practice, I was able to switch it to feel like a leg or a finger. I could assign the sense to any given bone. I didn’t have any of these body parts, so this with simply a perceived tactile sense based on my previous human existence.

That’s why it was so malleable. It was obvious where this research would head. I managed to move the feeling to my nonexistent penis. Thus, to proceed into the dungeon, a woman needed to take a ride. I had spent a great deal of personal effort sanding down the stone altar so that it had the arched base of a saddle. I may have been a lazy guy, but I had spent countless hours working on my tabletop figurines and could be considered quite industrious when it came to arts and crafts. With the bone standing up, it was hard not to see a sex toy. That’s why these girl’s confusion was causing me some embarrassment.

When she wrapped her fingers around it and pulled so hard, it caught me off guard. I hadn’t expected the bone to react in the same way my bone would react. The two girls were now staring at my bone with such intensity that if I wasn’t a solid object, it might have shrunken like a scared turtle.

“My monster detector says it’s an evil bone.” She had some kind of magic stone she was passing over it.

“An evil bone? According to Friedman’s Glossary of Monsters, evil bones come from defeated monsters. A bone absorbs the emotions and feelings of the monster it came from and then transmits those feelings to others nearby. It is known to spread anger, greed, or resentment. Entire parties have been destroyed by them unknowingly camping near an evil bone.”

“Are you trying to brag that you’re more learned than me? Huh? I don’t… feel anger though.” Diamond looked at the bone awkwardly. “I feel, kind of hot…”

“I thought that it was just because we came from that ice tunnel, but I’m also feeling very warm.”

“Is that how it works?” I mumbled.

I hadn’t known anything about the evil bone, but now I realized the treasure I had. I was in the goblin as it died, so the feelings the evil bone had were my feelings. At the time of my death, I felt desperation, but I also felt horny. Right before I died, I had looked at her ass and had been slightly distracted, which was part of the reason she killed me so cleanly. With the goblin skull crushed, there wasn’t even any time to feel anything else. In other words, if there was any feeling the evil bone would transmit, it’d be desperation and horniness!

“Friction… moist…” Misty looked to be in deep thought. “I think I figured it out.”

“What is it?” Diamond asked, her cheeks pink.

“This bone was once alive, but now it is cold and dead. The riddle says that if we want to solve this riddle, we have to inject the bone with life.”

If I had a mouth and I had been drinking coffee, I’d have spit that coffee out. How could the riddle have brought her to that? Just fuck my stick already!

“You mean, we have to bleed on it?” Diamond asked, looking unhappy.

Misty shook her head. “No, the riddle says warm and moist. I think we have to use friction to warm it up.”

“Gross… you do it.”

“O-okay…” Misty agreed, getting on her knees.

Looking at the bone hesitantly for a moment, she reached out and grabbed it in her hand. She then started to move her hand up and down the shaft. I could only let out a moan as I felt her hand. Of course, I was just a bone, so no words came out. Otherwise, she definitely would have been startled and stopped. Diamond watched with her nose wrinkled and a vicious expression on her face. Somehow, that made it a little hotter for me.

At first, I found Diamond to be pretty uninteresting. I liked a woman with curves, and she had none. Furthermore, her face was always twisted with a cruel, ugly look. With her short, tomboyish appearance, there was nothing about her that aroused my interest. Yet, seeing her grossed-out face, there was something in me that stirred. It was a desire to debase her. Although Misty was trying to kill me, she had a kindness to her. It was in the way she held herself and spoke. I felt slightly bad about some of the things I had done to her. I felt like I wouldn’t feel any regret no matter how I played with Diamond, and that turned me on a bit more.

Misty continued to move her hand up and down my shaft, but her actions were rough and it started to chaff a bit. Did she forget my riddle? She wasn’t using any moisture at all! I was also a little disappointed. I legitimately hadn’t thought about using a hand. In that respect, a mouth would work too. I supposed it was too much to think that these girls would just pull out their pussy and mount a completely strange bone. I had read too many hentai.

Diamond let out an annoyed sound. “The door still hasn’t opened. You’re doing it wrong.”

“It’s too big. It’s hard to warm.” Misty panted as she stroked.

Diamond let out a sigh. “Fine, I’ll help.”

She got on her knees on the other side and used both hands. Suddenly, I had three hands stroking me. This experience was completely different than when I was a goblin. Other than the fact it was dry, there was also more of it. The goblin penis had been barely an inch long, and even when I stuck it in Misty’s mouth, it felt like being in some wet cavern. These girls were squeezing me as they stroked, and each stroke had far more distance to go. if I wasn’t chaffed, I’d already have orgasmed.

“Wait… I think we’re missing something.” Misty panted as she continued to stroke with her whole arm, her tits bouncing as she did.

“You say that now?” Diamond was also breathing hard, both girls using their strength to move their hands almost like a blur.

“Moisture!” Misty declared. “It needs to be wet!”

“Geh… where is my bag, I have a water skin.”

“No…” Misty shook her head. “Water will make the friction worse… I know! Spit on it.”

“What? No!”

“It’s the only way, I know it.” Pew!

“Ugh, fine… whatever.” Pew.

Both girls started to spit on my bone, and it quickly became slick and covered in liquid, their hands moving much smoother now. Seeing them spitting on me, and especially Diamond’s look of disdain, was far too much.

“Fuck…. I’m cumming!”

My bone shook as I spasmed, and then liquid shot out of the bone. The girls cried out, not expecting a fountain of white stuff to erupt out of the bone. Both girls ended up getting splashed in the face. When they fell back, the last few spurts ran down my spent bone. That felt amazing. I never thought my first-hand job would be from two girls at once, servicing my nine-inch bone.

“What is this stuff?” Diamond pulled the white fluid off her face.

Misty scooped some off her face, sniffed it, and then licked it. Her eyes lit up excitedly.

“It’s mana essence!”

“Mana essence? Seriously?” Diamond seemed stunned, and then excited, quickly pulling a vial from her storage ring and collecting the stuff dripping down the cock. “Finally, some treasure! I was beginning to think the dungeon analyzer lied. Why would it appear here?”

“This must be the award for passing this puzzle,” Misty explained. “Evil bones convert emotion into mana. It must have reached the limit that can be stored in the bone, and the remaining exploded out in an eruption.”

Don’t look at me, I had no clue this was going to happen. It turned out my horny pleasure had filled the bone, and its mana had exploded out. I didn’t even know that was a thing until it happened. I was worried it would cost my dungeon points, but they were still rising steadily, so I didn’t worry about it. What I did worry about was that they had reached the second puzzle. Only one to go, and then I was doomed.

“The door is open,” Misty announced once Diamond finished scooping up every drop of essence, including the stuff on Misty’s chest.

The pair entered the next room.

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“This is the place?” An unfamiliar voice drew my attention outside.

My expression froze as I saw the return of Misty, but she wasn’t alone. Right next to her was another girl I had never seen before. She wasn’t as beautiful as Misty. She had short orange hair and almost nonexistent boobs. She had a tall, lanky body and a flat butt. When I looked at Misty though, my eyes would have popped out of my head if I had one. She was wearing female armor, but it barely fit her.

Her breasts spilled out the top of the armor, barely contained in the B-cup trying to hold them. It was the same with her ass. She moved very stiffly, her voluptuous body mashed into a petite outfit. By looking at the girl next to her, I realized where she had got the armor.

“How are there two of you?” I felt like crying.

I had already been worrying about Misty alone. Now that there was a second person with her, I was doomed! All of my plans were for naught.

“Thank you for lending me your spare armor and a sword, Diamond.” Misty declared.

“Hmph, I already said, once we kill the dungeon, I want the reward money.” The woman named Diamond sniffed.

“I just need my armor back and the dungeon core.” Misty nodded.

“You’re still on about that?” She made a face. “You’ve failed to get the core three times now. Even with the guild mistress licking your feet, she’d never agree to make you a C-rank.”

“If I return with a D-rank dungeon core on my own, I meet the conditions for C-rank.” She responded. “This dungeon is my best chance.”

“There is just one problem.” The girl held up a device and shook her head. “This dungeon is only F-class.”

“Wh-what? But it was labeled as D…”

“Those fucking F-classers. I keep telling the guild to stop sending untrustworthy parties to assess new dungeons. They make up shit to maximize their profits. They probably wanted the treasures inside all to themselves. The treasures are all mine, by the way.”

“Y-yes… but if it’s only F…”

“You seriously are getting owned by a rank F dungeon?” Diamond laughed, causing the other girl to turn red.

“I-it’s tricky!”

“I never understood why the guild mistress loves you so much. With a sword in your hand, you’re as skilled as a B-class, but your so fucking clumsy you can’t even defeat an F-class dungeon.”

“If I bring an F, I can only be promoted to D.” Misty cried. “They don’t make enough. It’d take me a year to buy my little sister back.”

“Don’t you mean your little brother?” Diamond grinned.

“Don’t say that!”

“I heard she’s doing quite well for herself. Maybe it’s her lot in life to be a dilboy.”

“Stop!” Misty cried.

The Diamond woman was malicious. It was clear by her expression that she looked down on Misty. At first, I thought they might be friends, but no friend would antagonize the other like that. I had experienced enough bullies in my life to know that Diamond was likely bullying Misty. I knew my relationship with Misty was complicated, but I still had lost my virginity to her, so this other woman was pissing me off.

“Quite crying so much. You already lost your armor and the guild’s armor. If I wasn’t helping you, you might end up being the newest dilboy in town. Thankfully, you have me. Even with my C-rank, I was worried if we were soloing a D-rank dungeon. If it wasn’t for your ridiculous combat skill, I wouldn’t even consider it. A D-rank dungeon is intended to be taken by a group of 4-5 D-ranks ready to become C-rank. For an F-rank like you to solo an F-rank dungeon, it is impossible, but with my help, we should be able to pull it off.”

“But…”

“Be happy you can get your armor back and the promotion. So what if you can’t leap to C-rank? Everyone else has to rise step by step, so what makes you so special? You’ll rescue your sister eventually, so stop thinking about it.”

“O-okay… th-thank you…”

“Whatever…” She shook her head as if she didn’t want any appreciation, even though she looked smug getting it. “Hey, you’re still doing that?”

“I must pray for my goddess’s blessing before I enter.” Misty was on her knees with her prayer beads out.

“Waste of time…”

“Dear Great Goddess, with my friend here, I know I can conquer the dungeon for good. Let us end this quickly so we may go home.”

She stood back up, and I looked on with an ugly expression on my metaphorical face. I had gotten a feeling that Misty was a strong fighter, but I hadn’t realized how strong until Diamond spoke up. It seemed like even Diamond who seemed not to like her very much had to admit she had skill. If Diamond was seriously the C-class I had been worrying about, then I was truly in trouble.

“Stop!” Diamond grabbed and pulled Misty back just as she took a step over a pitfall.

Diamond shook her head, pushing down with her sword. A trapdoor opened, leading down into a pit. She glanced over at Misty, raising an eyebrow.

“I-it wasn’t there before!” Misty insisted.

“The dungeons change all the time. There could be more enemies, less enemies. Traps can be moved. Every time you enter, you have to treat it like it’s your first time.”

I wanted to kick Diamond into the pit. She was far too skilled. That was a hidden trapdoor, and she had easily found it without even stepping on it first. If this kept up, I was doomed. If I managed to knock her out, she wasn’t even worth touching. I’d just cut her throat. The pair continued onward, avoiding every single pit trap, even without the magic device I had recovered from Misty. 

“This next area is goblins. Th-they’re the ones that stole my armor.”

“Haha… the great swordsman Misty can’t even fight a couple of goblins. I feel bad for you.” Diamond mocked her as they entered the second floor.

This time, I had two alcoves with four goblins and four more in front. Of course, I had replaced the one who died. The other had slowly recovered over the week, although it still moved slower than the others. The girls missed the alcoves as they walked, but when the four in back attacked, Misty spun around. It was a perfect pincer attack with two groups of four attacking two girls. Unfortunately, the girls were just too strong. They fought back-to-back, easily handling the goblins. I cried out as they were all cut down in under thirty seconds. That was 2000 points. That would take me over eighty days to recover without any guests and sixteen hours with the two of them there.

Even though Misty was moving restrictedly in her too-tight armor, she still killed them fastest, turning around just in time to see Diamond wailing on one. She was striking him in the stomach over and over again. Each time, there was a resounding clang as she struck the metal.

“Diamond!” Misty cried out.

“Huh? Ah, sooorrry…” She looked back and grinned maliciously.

Misty walked up to her and looked down to see her armor had been cracked and dented in a dozen places. Diamond had been ruthless, doing as much damage as possible. The helmet and other pieces of armor were on Misty’s side, and her clean cuts had not touched the armor at all, except for the splattering of blood.

She stripped the goblins of their wear. I could only watch on in pain as all of my gains were lost just like that. She had recovered her armor, and her weapons, and killed all of my goblins. It was the greatest loss I had experienced since coming to this world. I felt hopeless.

Misty took off her misfit armor. Although she had gone into a corner to do it, Diamond watched out of the corner of her eye. She had an ugly expression on her face as she saw Misty’s beautiful and voluptuous body. She dressed back in her armor, except for the breastplate which was too ruined to wear. She instead put on her father’s piece, which was large and clunky, but at least had room for her chest.

“You can have these back.” Misty held the armor back.

“After your skank ass has sweat all over it? You’re not even going to clean it first?”

“Ah! B-but I’ve only had it on since we arrived here, and I didn’t even get hit…” Seeing the other woman glaring at her, she pulled it back with a wince. “I’ll get it properly cleaned.”

“You better!  I don’t want to smell like a cow when I wear it next.” Her eyes flickered to Misty’s chest before she turned and walked away.

“Ah! Wait…” Misty hastily grabbed her armor and weapons, running after the other woman.

She was holding three sets of armor and weapons on top of what she was wearing though, so it was hard to hold it all and she kept dropping things as she tried to keep up. The pair ended up on my third floor. This was the farthest anyone had ever gotten so far. I had never even seen my trap in action.

“Woah!” Thud. Crash.

“Watch it!” Diamond grabbed Misty.

“I-it’s slippery.” Misty cried, lying on her back on a smooth floor glistening with translucent goo. “And cold.”

This was one of the levels I was proudest of, mostly because I had saved so much money doing it. The floor and walls were made of ice. Ice hallways were expensive. It cost me 2000 points to make it. Yet, that wasn’t what made it so impressive. I had then purchased a slime, 500 points each. I used just one, who proceeded to polish the floor as smoothly as possible. Then, I cut open the slime and I let its slime out.

Every couple of days, I’d bleed the slime out a bit. It’d heal and grow back, the mass it lost. It was half the size it was when I summoned it, but it seemed to have a minimum requirement and it wouldn’t go below that, so I drained it weekly until the entire hallways were covered in slime innards. Buying a lot of slimes was expensive, but covering the hallway in slime innards just cost one slime and time. The result was a gooey, slippery space. Both girls tried to walk forward, but they kept slipping and falling.

“What the fuck is with this place?” Diamond cursed. “I thought you were dumb when you said those goblins seemed abnormally smart, but they did a pincer sneak attack on us. Now, there is this insidious trap. Just making sure I don’t hit a pitfall means I can barely move, and the cold plus this goo, what is it?”

Misty, still on the floor, touched the goo and then sniffed it. “It’s slime innards.”

“Why do you know what that smells like?” Diamond demanded, causing Misty to blush. “Whatever. Slime innards will corrode armor, and they are a good conductor of cold. It sticks to you and makes you freeze. We’ll have hypothermia before we reach the end like this.”

“Ah! Armor!” Misty looked at the armor she had dropped when she slipped.

“We’ll have to take it off.” Diamond sighed, removing her armor. “Don’t worry, I have a storage ring. We’ll keep our armor in there.”

“I-if you had that storage ring, couldn’t you have taken my other armor…” Misty asked, but when Diamond glared, she shook her head. “Never mind!”

Diamond nodded and stored her armor in there. Misty did the same to all four pairs she now had. “Ahhh!”

She tried to stand up, only to land on her chest. Diamond did a little better, taking two steps forward before falling. The two girls were determined, struggling along for eight hours, only able to barely crawl forward a few steps at a time. They fell countless times, and both girls were covered in bruises and slime and were shivering by the time they reached it.

The slime also ate their clothes. Countless holes had been eaten through, and now the majority of their bodies were exposed. I could see their tits and asses hanging out. Diamond wasn’t any better naked, but Misty was as beautiful as ever. Her butt was completely red from the cold, as was the rest of her skin.

“Are you fucking kidding me!” Diamond shouted when they reached the apparent end, which was a dead end.

Her eyes scoured along until she saw about 1/4^th the way back, there was a side hallway with a lowered roof. The pair painfully crawled back to the turn, where they looked down on a long hallway with a roof only 3 ft high. At that point, the last of their clothing fell off, and other than their shoes, both girls were naked. The pair would have to crawl on their hands and knees to make it through this section. The lowered roof cost another 1000 points, but I thought it was worth it. One would have to remove their armor at that point if they hadn’t before. There was no other way short of climbing through naked and hoping you didn’t freeze.

“No, fuck it.” Diamond cursed. “I can’t… I’m already feeling frostbit. If we continue, we’ll die.”

“This is an F-rank dungeon…”

“This is a demon dungeon! I hate it! I can’t continue.”

“Wait… I got an idea!”

Diamond looked at Misty irritably, but Misty waggled her body, lying on the cold, icy ground. I had to admit that their red, frozen, shivering bodies turned me on. Their nipples were so hard they could cut glass, and every panting breath gave off a cloud of vapor. Misty put her feet up on the wall and then pushed and kicked as hard as she could.

She slid down the hallway on her back. The hallway was so slippery that she kept going. She slid to the end of the hallway just like that. When she got off the ice, her butt and back were covered in red welts and cuts, but she didn’t seem to care, even jumping excitedly until her foot hit the slippery ice and she fell back down.

Diamond looked on in disbelief and then did the same. She came sliding out too, although even though her butt was flat, she didn’t slide as far. It still took her an hour and Misty reached out and pulled her the rest of the way before the girls were finally free of the hallway. If I knew that they could exploit it that way, I definitely would have made more turns. I was also annoyed because they both zoomed right past the trap room.

There was a treasure chest in a side room hallway down that hallway they skipped. If they opened the chest, the door would slide open. The door was on weight, and the weight was the same as the treasure, so they could either find something equal in weight to the treasure, or leave the treasure, but otherwise, they’d be stuck. It was just a way to keep them in the cold longer and bring them closer to death.

That said, these two girls blew right past that trap. They brought their armor out again, and a fresh set of clothing. After getting as much slime off themselves as possible, they put the clothes and armor on, and continued to the next floor, likely to get away from the cold permeating their bones.

Like that, my third floor was defeated, and there were only two left to go.

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This time, I stripped her armor off on my own. The clothing underneath was even more torn and dirty than before, as if this was the only undergarment she had and it kept getting more damaged every time she left. My little goblin dick was already rock hard, and I no longer hesitated at all. This little minx had been teasing me for months, and now I was finally going to release all the pent-up frustration, both in her threatening to kill me, and the C-rank hovering over my head.

When I prematurely ejaculated on her stomach, it opened up a floodgate inside my body. We may not have gone all the way, but I had already marked this woman. Since she came back, it was time to make her permanently mine. I ripped off her shirt, no longer caring if I tore it. I once again attacked those wonderful boobs. This time though, I was much more aggressive and focused. I wanted to explore and see every inch of this woman’s body, and I only started with her breasts because they were familiar.  My goblin body was so short that I couldn’t kneel between her legs and lick her breasts at the same time. I had to straddle her stomach so I could do so.

I focused on her areola using my tongue and massaged the rest of her breast with my hands. She moaned but was still not awake. Her skin was very soft and smooth, and she didn’t react to me pinching her nipple. Her breasts felt good in my hands. I couldn’t handle it.

“Cumming!”

I exploded right there on her stomach. Fuck! Who told this woman to be so erotic? I was a forty-year-old version whose last intimate moment with a woman was watching her pee on the side of the road because she was drunk and couldn’t hold it, and that was twenty years prior. When the girl saw me watching, she called me a pervert, and then her drunk boyfriend beat the shit out of me. As for physical contact, I hadn’t even touched my mom since I was in my teens. Even the moment I came on her stomach was a week ago, way long enough for me to have some pent-up energy.

That little pecker died as I finished squirting all over her stomach. She looked erotic as hell, but my goblin pecker needed a refractory period. Thankfully, I was determined. I sent the goblin away and brought out a new body. This was a bit of an experiment, but as soon as I entered a new goblin, my dick went right back to a solid snake.

“Hah! Now that’s what I’m talking about!”

The goblin’s stamina was no good, but when I used up one, I could just switch to another. As long as I was horny, the goblin body would respond with me.

This time, I didn’t straddle her and play with her tits anymore. That was child’s play. It was time for some penetration. I looked at the shreds of her remaining loincloth and then shook my head. I’d save that beautiful thing for last. I wanted to last, and I had a feeling I still needed to release some built-up frustration before I could climb that mountain. Thankfully, she had a hole at the top too.

I kneeled right next to her head, turning it so it was facing me. Leaning over her, I pushed my small goblin dick against her lips. They were slightly open, and they didn’t resist as my dick entered her mouth.

“Haha!”

Her mouth was wet, and my dick slid right in. Her teeth grazed against the tip of my dick, but the sensation was still incredible. I pulled back and then thrust into her mouth again. Her mouth was hot, and I could feel her tongue moving as she swallowed instinctively, her lips wrapping around my member.

“Yes! Suck it.” I moaned, even though she was asleep.

My hand grabbed the side of her face, holding her still. I pushed in and out, letting my dick slide in and out of her. Every time I pushed in, her cheek bulged slightly like a squirrel holding nuts. She’d be swallowing my nut in a moment.

I kept pushing her face onto my dick. It wasn’t going into her throat. This only had about two inches on it.  I felt her teeth pressing against the bottom of my shaft, and her tongue was trying to push my dick away, but I could feel the suction she was creating. I was starting to reach a new height of pleasure.

“Ahh, this is incredible.”

It wasn’t a tight pussy, but I wasn’t going to complain. Her mouth felt wonderful. I was no longer able to control myself, and my dick started cumming in her mouth. My hands were gripping her face tightly, and her eyes finally shot open.

“Mmmm… Mmm!” She tried to get up even as I came.

I panicked when she started moving. The first thing in my head was to make her unconscious again. I grabbed a nearby rock and struck her over the head. She passed back out. I let out a sigh of relief, partially because I was able to reach climax without being interrupted, and partially because she had gone back to unconsciousness.

I wasn’t sure how healthy repeated blows to the head were, but I’d leave it to her after to go see the doctor. I finished inside her mouth, but she no longer was swallowing. It all pooled in the back of her throat until she choked and spit up a bunch of cum, which proceeded to run down her chin.

“Next!” After watching for a bit to make sure she didn’t wake up, I sent this goblin away and picked a new one.

“This time, I got between her legs, opening her legs and pushing aside her garment. That familiar green forested pussy was mine for the taking. I was mad horny, so I didn’t hesitate to push my little pecker inside of her.

“Wait…” I thrust against her. “Nope, give me a bit.”

I lifted her butt and pressed myself in as much as I could. The result was that my penis head rested in the folds of her labia. In short, my dick was too small to penetrate her in any meaningful way. I was inside her, but I wasn’t even long enough to reach the hymen. These goblin dicks were far too small! This was very annoying. Even in my previous life, I would have considered myself below average, but I had at least an inch on these micro penises.

However, even with a small penis, I could still feel the wet, smooth folds of her labia caressing the head of my cock. This was my first time inside a woman. I had no idea it would be so warm and wet, even when she was unconscious. I couldn’t control myself anymore, and the pleasure overtook me. My penis pulsed, and my balls tightened. I felt like a dam was breaking, and before I knew it, hot white semen was flowing out of my little green penis and into her vagina.

“Ngggh!” I grunted. “Ngghh…!”

It felt amazing. I kept shooting for longer than I thought was possible. After a few seconds, the cum began to overflow out of her pussy. Well, that was saying it had ever entered her pussy in the first place. My penis was too small to get past those tight pussy lips, so my cum ended up squirting back out, ending up leaking down her labial folds and deposited on her clitoris and green pubic hair. It was quite messy, but all of it was on the outside.

I could only cum so much, so I soon found my orgasm ending. I had already cum three times using three different goblins. Even if I could have infinite bodies, my mind was swimming in dopamine and it made me sleepy and satisfied.

“Ngghh…”

I slowly pulled my tiny green penis out of the unconscious girl’s pussy. More cum dripped out of the flaccid head, but most of it had ended up on her pelvic region.

“That felt good,” I said, panting.

I looked at her face. There was just a little bit of cum on her lips. The rock had caused blood to leak from her head, and blood to pool behind it.

“Ah! That’s not good.”

I hit her with a rock in a rush, but I didn’t consider the consequences. Wait, isn’t it better if she died? I considered it for a little bit, but in the end, I couldn’t just leave. I reached out and went through her backpack. I had seen something in there the last time I had looked. I hadn’t thought about it at the time, but I knew enough game knowledge to know what it was. I pulled out a small vial which contained red liquid.

“Health potion!” I laughed.

She also had a medkit filled with bandages. I used the waterskin to wash her wound, and then the bandages to cover her head. I wasn’t good at it and wrapped her hair up with the bandages, but at least her wound was covered. With that, I poured some of the vial into her mouth. She immediately coughed it up.

“Come on! You have to swallow!”

She spit up my cum earlier too. What was my luck that my first woman would be a spit, not swallows kind of girl? I realized what I had to do. First, I turned her head and then poured water into her mouth. She coughed it up too. I wasn’t some kinky pervert who would kiss a girl after she sucked my dick. I was rather regretful that didn’t kiss her before sticking a goblin dick in her mouth. From now on, her mouth would always be a bit unclean.

Although the goblins were a part of me, I definitely wouldn’t be touching any of that spooge. That’s why I left the mess below too. However, to save her life, I cleaned out her mouth and then took some of the potions in mine. Slowly, I kissed her while feeding her the potion.

Other than my mom, this was the first kiss I had ever shared. Was it strange I got my first blowjob before my first kiss? Whatever. I slowly made sure all the potions entered her. Meanwhile, I savored the taste and feel of her wet tongue and lips. When the potion was gone, I licked my lips, and then hers.

After that, I dragged her to the exit with the help of the other goblins. I didn’t know how well potions worked, so I was worried she’d suddenly wake up again. She remained lying at the entrance of the cave, her pussy and breasts exposed and covered in semen, her head lazily wrapped with bandages. A few times I considered going back to cover her, but I got nervous. She had woken up in the middle of having sex before, and it scared me so much that I almost killed her. It was embarrassing.

Two days passed, and I grew increasingly terrified that I had hurt her. Furthermore, the nights were cold and her body was nearly blue with hypothermia. Thankfully, before the next night fell, she woke up with a gasp. She bent over, looking somewhat pained. Her hand went to her head, she slowly tried to unwrap the bandages. When they fell away, her hair was a mess and covered in dry blood, but it looked like the wounds had disappeared.

She looked down at the state of her body. Her tattered shirt was lying on top of her chest. When she put it back on, the neck was torn to the point one boob was still exposed. Her loincloth was still fine, but it was covered in white semen stains. All the semen had dried in place, creating sticky white patches on her stomach and groin.

She didn’t get up from her knees for some time. Instead, I saw tears running down her cheeks. She began crying. That was making me feel bad. I didn’t like a girl to cry. I told myself she deserved it though. After all, she came to kill me. She even killed one of my goblins and severely injured another. That was five hundred points used on her. However, lying at my entrance for two days still netted points, and I had earned over 2,000 thanks to her stay. I now had a total of 6,000 points thanks to her repeated visits and the time that had passed. With that, my anger had diminished.

She cried for about an hour, but finally, she got up, picked up her backpack, and walked away, an apparent walk of shame. I hardened my heart as she disappeared out of my sight. A part of me wanted her to return, but not if she was going to cry and act all abused. She had done this to herself. She entered my dungeon. She wanted to kill me. This was self-defense! At first, I thought she was a joke, but her combat ability surprised me. Eight goblins were just a joke to her. If I hadn’t caught her off guard, I wasn’t sure I’d have survived. Hopefully, this meant that she wouldn’t return and I wouldn’t have to worry about it.

I had a feeling inside that she would return though. If that was the case, I made up my mind. The next time that woman arrived, I’d capture her and give her punishment while she was still awake!

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The goblins of this world were tiny, only four feet at the tallest. When I was in this body, she truly looked like a giant. Her big boobs were like small mountains and even that ass felt like something one would have to climb. I was like a little eleven-year-old boy ravaging a sexy eighteen-year-old babysitter. Was it weird that such thoughts only turned me on more? I kneeled next to her, reaching out with my hands.

I had always been a respectable gentleman. No, really. I didn’t violate any laws. I didn’t creep after children online. I didn’t try to molest girls on the subway, steal their panties, or set up cameras in the changing room at my local department store. I mean, I considered those things, but I was too scared of being caught. Okay, fine, I wanked off to tiny hentai, but that’s art. There was nothing wrong with that.

Either way, I had never violated any girls. True, staying in my basement didn’t afford me many opportunities to do such things, but I wasn’t a rapist or something like that. This girl wanted to kill me. She had broken into my place twice with a weapon and the intent to rob and murder me. That’s attempted murder. She’s a criminal. Case closed. I’ll await the judge’s sentence.

She chose to come in with evil purposes and then she got knocked out twice. Once, I merely took her armor, but that wasn’t enough of a deterrent. If I didn’t do something now, I’d be begging people to walk all over me. I could still kill her. If I were a proper dungeon, I’d have left her in that pit to die of starvation or even had my goblins kill her. If you thought about it, her life already belonged to me.

I was just making the best out of a shitty situation. That was all this was. If she wanted her life, then she needed to give me something in return. Gulping, I reached up and pulled the chest wrap she wore up. Her boobs flopped out of her cover, falling and separating. One boob sagged to the side, while the other remained on her chest. They were large pale melons that looked like deflated balloons. The nipples were bigger than I expected, and the color blended into the areola where I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I could smell a fragrant scent of skin, sweat, and perfume. However, it wasn’t the perfume you bought in a store, but a sort of natural smell of a woman. 

I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out. My hands ran over mounds of soft flesh, heavy and firm. Their large size bulged out of my hands, the skin like warm silk, soft, toned, and full flesh, firm tissue, jiggling like gelatin yet soft to the touch. Her soft breasts still had a heavy firmness to them. I squeezed a nipple, delighted to see it harden under my touch. I could stop kneading them, my fingers digging into the flesh, pushing, rubbing, squeezing the tissue.

“Nn…” She moaned.

I was incensed, I jumped on top of her and began playing with her breasts in earnest. I grabbed a hold of her right breast and held it up, marveling at its weight. Then I brought my mouth down and licked around the nipple, kissing, nibbling, and biting her. Her nipple grew as hard as a rock, the flesh swelling with desire, the areola becoming puffy and red. Her other breast was not ignored, as my left hand reached over and groped the neglected breast, feeling the tissue squish under my grip. It was only when her nipple was as hard as it could be that I finally latched onto her, suckling on the breast. My mouth closed, and the flesh was pressed to my face.

Was this what it was like when I sucked my mom’s titty? I couldn’t even remember back then. I didn’t have some weird mom fetish. Every man wanted to suck on women’s tits. If her milkbags delivered a little sweet white stuff in the process, I wouldn’t complain. Unfortunately, no matter how much I sucked, nothing came out. As I played with her, She whimpered and groaned, but didn’t open her eyes. It was almost like she was afraid to wake up. I wasn’t complaining though.

That was when I began to notice an aroma. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was in the body of a goblin, but not only could I see perfectly in the low lighting, but I also seemed I could smell well. It was a feminine musk, a thick, humid aroma that began to fill the air. It was like honeyed nectar, and it seemed to permeate the air.

I didn’t need to follow the scent long before my eyes landed on her crotch. She was protected by an undergarment not unlike a loincloth. I gulped deeply, reaching down and pulling it away. That’s when I saw her green pubic hair, and emerging from that forest was a glistening and shiny outline of pussy lips. Its soft folds resembled a richly pink flower. I walked to spread open those pedals and take a whiff.

She was wet. She was getting off to having her tits played with? My left hand was busy fondling her left tit, while my right hand slid down her body and cupped her wet crotch.

Her pussy was hot, the moisture soaking into my hand and making it sticky. I ran my hand up and down her wet cunt, my fingers sliding into the fleshy slit, feeling the lips slide against my hand.

She was sleeping, but I could feel her hips rise to meet my hand. Her breathing became a little more ragged, her chest heaving, her back arching as she let out a low moan. Her hips were rocking back and forth, her eyes shut tight. I knew what she wanted, even if she didn’t want to admit it.

“Ahhh… fuuuuuuuuuck!”

I erupted. My body spasmed. The intense pleasure of her body in my hands was too much stimulation and the next thing I knew I was cumming. Little oily spurts of white shot out of my penis. They ended up landing on her stomach and bottom of her boobs based on her positioning. I spasmed several times as I released my load, willing myself to continue to molest her, but the sensation was too much and I collapsed.

“Mmm…hmm…” Before I could even recover, she started to move, making noises like she was about to wake up.

Fuck! I fled my body, then ordered the goblin to also flee back to his second-floor home. After a moment, I remembered that in spectator mode, she couldn’t see me, so I returned. By that point, her eyes fluttered open. Her cheeks were still a bit red, and her lips were hot from breathing hard. As she stretched, her hands went up her body.

“Hmm?”

First, she noticed the liquid on her stomach. She touched it, a confused look on her face. She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. Then, to my shock, she licked her finger. It was then she looked down to notice her boobs sticking out and her loincloth noticeably shoved to the side. She frowned but didn’t say anything. She got back up, dusting herself off. When her hands landed on the liquid on her stomach, she looked both ways and then just rubbed it until it was spread over her entire stomach and dried to the point it couldn’t be seen. She sniffed her hands one more time, and a slight smile formed on her lips.

The smile slipped as she touched her body again, seemingly realizing she had lost her armor. She looked around in a panic, but once again, all she could find was her backpack. Shaking slightly, she grabbed it. She looked around one last time and then fled.

I let out a breath when she was finally out of my sight. I felt both relieved and a bit regretful. I had cum prematurely. It was the fear every virgin man had most. No, it wasn’t my fault. It was that stupid goblin. Eh, whatever, it was probably for the best. She was waking up. If I had still been touching her when she woke up, who knew what she would do?

I counted the points I had earned. She had woken up quicker this time, so I had only landed a few hundred points. That said, I had been steadily earning points for a while. The only reason I wasn’t spending them was because I wanted to see what other stuff unlocked at the higher levels. I had already spent points before I fully looked through the library, so I only had an idea of what things cost up to 3,000 points. At 3,000 points, I could get a Rank F Steel Sword, a puzzle room, or an orc. That felt like a lot of points for very little gain. None of those were enough to save me when the C-rank came.

While it took two weeks between the first time she came and the second time, I was shocked to find her showing up for a third time. I thought she would have been scared away by now. Part of me was secretly excited though. This time, I would punish her properly.

She was wearing a new set of armor, but this set was the worst. The first set looked like it had been made for her. The second set looked like it had been made for a man, she had said her father. This set looked like beat-up trash. There wasn’t even a helmet to protect her head. The pieces that were there were mismatched and covered in dents and scratches. It was hard to say if it even had the integrity to protect her in a fight.

Her weapon was even worse. It was a wooden cudgel. It had just enough work done on it that I could tell it was a deliberate weapon and not just something she picked up in the forest. In that case, it had a narrow bottom and a wide top. There was a large bulb on the top that looked heavy. It was like a baseball bat with a tumor growing on the end.

She kneeled and prayed once again. “I had to beg the guild to borrow the armor they put on the practice dummy. They expect it returned in one piece. Please, great goddess, don’t let me lose this armor. They say that someone can only succeed after experiencing adversity. If that is the case, then please let me succeed now.”

With that, she stood and reentered the dungeon. I watched her as she came to the first trap. She managed to pass both of them this time.

“Oh, she passed that one too.” I leaned forward, a bit worried.

I had grown complacent because of her previous fumbles, but what if she did end up reaching the fifth level? Wouldn’t I be doomed? The first floor was only pitfalls, and she seemed to have mastered them. Rather, she had a device in her hand and she was using it to tell where they were. That reminded me of that other group. They were able to tell how many levels, how many monsters, and how much treasure my dungeon had without even entering it. With tools like these, wasn’t it unfair for me?

Either way, she passed the first level and headed down to the second. This was the goblin level. I took a breath and then entered spectator mode. I couldn’t just watch from up there. I was really worried. My only shot was to bum-rush her to catch her off guard. I let her walk about halfway down the level, and then I sent seven goblins at her. They were led by one goblin holding a sword.

“My armor!” She cried out as she saw the goblins coming, her eyes narrowing angrily.

She swung down with her cudgel, but the goblin blocked it. He was shoved back, slamming into the goblins behind them, causing them to tumble like dominos. What were these idiots doing? The goblins were garbage. I had no choice. I immediately took over the final goblin. I had placed something called an alcove, which was a little side room that was hard to see. It cost 1,000 points, but with a goblin hidden inside, she had passed without seeing it.

The goblin inside was the one with the staff. I ran him up behind her while she was beating down the goblins in front of her. I lifted my staff. At that moment, she spun around, causing me to panic. I was slow bringing down the staff, and she caught it in her hand. I thought this girl was clumsy, but wasn’t she surprisingly good at fighting? My goblins weren’t able to fight her at all.

While holding the staff with one hand, she swung her cudgel with the other. The side of my head was struck, creating a sickening crunch. I let out a cry, breathing deeply as the goblin I was in fell to the ground dead. I felt that too. I felt myself dying. Such a thing scared the hell out of me. I would have pissed and shit myself if I was a person. Perhaps, the goblin did as he died.

She turned back with the staff in her hand. “Give me back my armor!”

The goblins tried to back up, but she immediately snatched the one wearing her helmet and picked it up. It kicked helplessly as she sneered at it. Although I had traps on levels three and four, the feeling of dying caused me to lose all confidence. If she made it to the bottom, I would die. I had to stop her.

With a roar, I jumped into the goblin she had picked up. She was reaching up to rip off his helmet. With all of the strength I could muster, I forced myself. Her grip slipped, and I part fell, and part lunged. My helmeted head slammed into her head. With a thud, she fell back onto the ground, as did a dizzy goblin. I had fled as soon as we made contact so I didn’t have to feel pain. Looking over at the heroine warily, I let out a sigh of relief. She was knocked out again.

That was close. Too close. As the panic and relief finally began to dissipate, my expression darkened. It was time for her punishment, and this time it was personal!

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