Chapter 71

I had to discuss what to buy with the points from Ryu's confession with Loki before actually spending them. Thirty points would bring me up to 38, putting most of my remaining dream women out of my reach, but Naomi Evans was still available, so I went through my letters from Venus, eventually finding the one where she mentioned what, exactly, would happen if/when I bought her (and also included a very poetic and erotic description of her desire to trace out my earlobe while kissing me), and went to speak to Loki.

"How'd it go with the cute elf? Not my type because not much up top," Loki said, miming her hands around her tits, "but I'm glad you're getting some fresh strange still."

"It went very well," I told her. "I have thirty eight points now."

"Ah! So that's why you're here right after having sex with another woman," Loki said, nodding along. "Right! So, that's... how's your training going with Hephaistos?"

"It's going fine," I said. "I don't need Science Talent, if that's why you're asking."

"It was, yeah." Loki popped her lips. "Man... if you started banging her too, would that mean I'd get to grope her?"

"I suspect you'd have to apologize for anything bad you said about her eye."

"Gah!" Loki said. "C'mon! Why should I apologize for telling the truth?"

"Loki, your desire to grope women alienates almost all the people who should like and care for you."

"GAH!" Loki feigned falling backwards onto her back as if she was in agonizing pain, writhing senselessly. "Ohhh why would you say something mean like that?"

"It's true, so why should I apologize?"

"So mean..." Loki said, leaning back up. "Alright, alright. If you start banging Hephaistos I'll apologize for calling her Hellfire Gaze back in Heaven."

"I'm sorry for saying something mean like that, Loki. I find your behavior mostly cute."

"Mostly?"

"I can't lie to you, Loki." I patted her head as she gave me a glare. "Anyway, I brought this, which covers how Naomi Evans will be summoned if she is," I said, handing over the letter.

Loki's eyebrow quirked, and she started to read, then frowned. "This is just boring paperwork."

I sighed and took it back. "It's not. Ahem." I started to read, skipping over the part where Venus talked about nibbling my earlobe and whatnot.

Naomi is such a cute tsundere... should I play the tsundere for you?

I should make it clearer exactly how it works with her, shouldn't I? So that you don't have to worry that the woman you love will become a mess the moment she comes over, I have to make a number of changes on the 'transference'.

The old personality will be left behind in the transfer. Only the personality created by Donny Boghan will remain. It still has that cute tsundere dynamic, but she won't revert back to her original self, like Naomi did originally.

I will tweak her body so that U.N.E.D. won't be necessary. She'll be kept at the quiet fever-pitch of arousal that she was even with U.N.E.D., but she won't be driven to turn into a complete mess without drugs.

As to the love matter, how she responds to her circumstances is up to you and her, but she will remember Donny Boghan and love you. I can't say for certain what she will do or think beyond that. All your women are free in their minds, after all - they can even fall out of love with you, should you fail in your duties as their husband.

"Wow," Loki said. "Gimme that back," she added, and I handed it over, making her stare and squint and open and close her eyes. "This is really weird. It still looks like the most boring paperwork in the world even though I can tell it says the things you just said."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Anyway, did you get all that?"

"No~ot quite. What's all this about original personality and whatnot?"

"Naomi Evans was mind controlled by Donny Boghan, turned into his sex slave, basically. The new personality was tsundere, but broke down in the third game. The old personality is just tsun once she regains control of her body."

"Ah. So basically you'll have a tsundere sex-addicted sex slave," she said.

"Yes."

"And this is one of your top ten women from all of fiction?" Loki gave me a look that said she was enjoying the chance to cast judgement on me.

"She's unbelievably cute," I told her. "Lines like, Do you understand how long it's been for me? A month. Thirty days. 720 hours. If it's minutes, 43,200 minutes. Seconds, it's 2,592,000 seconds. That's how long I haven't been with you!!"

"Alright, alright, I get it," Loki said. "Hey, you're getting pretty close to the end, right? You've got eight of your ten perfect waifus. Does that mean you're going to stop collecting more girls?"

"I have, frankly, not put that much effort into 'collecting' girls, so I'll continue not putting that much effort into it," I said, making Loki chuckle.

"Yeah, I guess when you're hot and tall and strong and nice and heroic, the girls just fall over themselves for you."

"I try to treat them nicely, and I do have four bodies... soon to be six," I said. "If you want to go with the two new bodies, plus Naomi?"

"Oh! Oh, wait, no, hang on," Loki said, hurriedly waving her hands. "Make Ganko attach to you!"

"She's attached to me," I said. "Different body though." (She was currently chattering about how cute I was when I was focused on my writing, though I mostly had her zoned out.)

"Then clone that body, instead," Loki said. "It copied your clothes, right? What if it copies her, too! Oh, or, what've we got that's valuable, uhh... go borrow Desperate from Ais with that body. Tell her I said to let you hold it!"

"Alright, give me a second."

That body got up from the desk, walking down the halls while quietly explaining things to Ganko, eventually finding Ais training in the practice field with Cass. Both girls paused as I arrived, Cass smiling, while Ais looked at me with an expression that was more... upset, than anything else. Almost pouty, even. "Ais," I said. "Loki wants me to hold Desperate for a second. Can you go grab it?"

Ais glanced at Cass, who nodded, then dashed inside the Manor. There was actually the sound of people getting out of the way, shrieks of surprise, and maybe ten seconds, Ais had returned, blade in hand. "If you break it..." Ais said. "That would be bad."

"Well... if I break it, it's Loki's fault," I told her, which clearly didn't reassure her. "It should be fine. You might get two Desperates out of it, if it works."

"Two Desperates...?" Ais said, her voice quiet, then she decided to hand the weapon over to me.

I took a deep breath. "Hold on, Ganko."

"Holding!" I then spent twelve points, splitting that body in two. "Ooo~ooh whoa ahh this is really we~eird," Ganko said, the moment after I split, her voice audible in both bodies' ears - then she snapped to one. "Ahh that's way better. Oh no, I was supposed to be duplicated! That's not what happened, sorry, Drake! I got kinda stretched for a second but now I'm back to normal. Sorry!"

"It's alright, Ganko." I looked down at my hands, and, in fact, there was only one Desperate in them. "Sorry," I told Ais, handing it back over to her.

Ais looked at the sword, then back at me. "It's okay." She reached up for my head, patting me on top of it. "You tried your best. Good boy."

"Thanks, Ais," I told her, smiling at her antics. Back in the bedroom with Loki, I just shook my head. "Yeah, neither of those things worked," I explained.

"Darn," Loki said, snapping her fingers. "Alright, then. Let's get Naomi in here."

I nodded in agreement, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath, focusing on the 'menu,' summoning Naomi Evans forth from another universe.

Naomi Evans was incredibly sexy, as befitting a character who was the star of a porn game. She had a fit physique, with large, full breasts that seemed to defy gravity. Her dark hair was cut short, and she had a strong, military bearing despite everything she'd been through. There was a momentary confusion on her face as she appeared, and then she lanced out with a knife hand strike aimed right at my throat.

Of course, she had no falna, so it was like she was moving in slow motion to me, my head gently tilting to one side. I watched as her eyes widened and she attempted to transition into a kick, her leg rising up towards my stomach. I decided to just let it go through, her leg impacting my side and doing absolutely nothing.

* * *

Naomi's heart was racing. Her mind was a mess from everything that Donny had done to her, that loathsome, disgusting, perverted, sick fuck - now, however, those feelings had transferred to this man. Presumably, he was working for Donny, and the hatred she had for Donny was enough to overpower even the feelings she had for the man in front of her.

Her leg impacted his side and she felt like she was kicking a wall. A soft wall, but there was absolutely no give. He didn't even have to shift his balance, and his legs were straight up. Some kind of cyborg? "I'm not trying to hurt you," he told her, as she recovered her posture. She was in the stealth suit - she activated it, going invisible, taking a moment to take in the room. "Naomi, I love you."

Her heart pounded extra hard in her ears hearing those words. They even sounded sincere. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss him. Her body, trembling with arousal, started to step towards him-

No! No, she, she wasn't going to be- be sold off, probably, that made the most sense, Donny had gotten tired of her and sold her off to some... admittedly very attractive young man with a very strong cybernetic body. But there was one weakness here - the redheaded woman. She slid around behind the woman before she could react, wrapping one arm around her neck. "Let me go!" She shouted, as her invisibility ended, one hand up against the woman's throat, fingers ready to dig in and open it if she had to.

"Wow, she's, feistier, than you said," the woman hissed, and Naomi tightened her grip a little. "Trust me, kid, you don't want, to kill me, it'll be- real, real bad for you."

"You're free to go, Naomi," he told her.

She blinked at that, her expression darkening. No. She knew what he was doing. Her body... she'd need U.N.E.D. Even with it, her body needed cock. Needed Donny's cock, and presumably now this man's. "As if. Undo what Donny did to me."

"I can't," he told her. She twitched at that, then stood up, keeping her grip on the redhead. She made her way out the door, and the man followed after her. "I'm Drake, by the way. That's Loki."

"Mhm," she said. Drake. Drake. Her brain rolled the name around in her skull like a ball to play with, tasting it on her mental tongue, the spelling and etymology being summoned to the forefront of her mind. It was a handsome name. He was a handsome man. She smushed all that down through iron will, reminding herself that - that being intimate with this man in any man, would be helping Donny fucking Boghan. She arrived at the window, seeing she was two stories up - and then her gaze flicked out in confusion past the building itself.

It was Earth, obviously. The Sun was brighter on Mercury or Venus, and darker on Mars or her homeworld of Titan. But the air was clear, and the outside was a city like none on Earth. There was some enormous tower - a space elevator? It didn't look like any design she'd seen - in the center of a vast, circular city, all of the buildings no more than three stories tall, looking like something out of the middle ages. Was there a site like this on Earth? A gigantic stone space elevator in the center of some kind of medievalist city?

Her momentary distraction was interrupted by the man taking hold of both her wrists, seeming to simply teleport up to her, twisting her hands back and away from Loki's throat. Loki slipped away quickly, despite Naomi's best efforts to kick her legs out from under her, dancing off to one side. "Hot damn, she's definitely rough and tumble," Loki said, cracking her neck, but Naomi could hardly focus on her. She was so close to him. He had her arms completely held above her head, something about the way he loomed over her coming off as intensely sexual to her sex-addled mind. She whimpered softly.

"It's okay," he told her, voice soft and gentle, disarmingly so. She wanted to kiss him. No, she wanted to fuck him. She wanted to taste his cock. She wanted to- "I'm not with Donny Boghan."

That made her brain stutter. "You're not?"

"No. I... well, you could say I 'rescued' you from him."

Those words were like her brain got fried all over again. She believed him, and that meant she didn't have to fight him, and that meant she could just let all these feelings run over her mind, turning her into a soft little easily compliant puddle for him, something she was perfectly happy to be. "That's good," she told him.

He let out a sigh, gently releasing her wrists. "It's not as good as all that."

"Mhm," she said, softly leaning into him, rubbing her cheek against his chest. "You redirected my brainwashing from him to you," she said, and he nodded. "You have to take responsibility for that." She trailed her tongue against her teeth, looking up at him. Her clit throbbed against the inside of suit. "You have to take responsibility for me." She wanted him to take responsibility for her. To take responsibility for her warped, distorted body, the one that needed sex constantly.

"Apologize to Loki for threatening her first, Naomi."

"Why should I apologize?" Naomi countered, feeling annoyed. "If you had just said something earlier, then obviously I wouldn't have done any of that! Or if you had reset the brainwashing to her, instead! It's your fault, in fact!" He gave her a look, and she bit her lip in worry, instantly fearing that he would be mad at her. Her gaze slid over to Loki. "Fine... I'm sorry, Loki," she said.

"To make it up to me, let me grope your tits," Loki said, her thin eyes seeming to light up with lust immediately.

Drake rolled his eyes. "Really, Loki?"

"What! She said she was sorry! It's just a logical way for her to make it up to me!"

They were bickering like a married couple. Perhaps they even were. Naomi felt a furious rush of jealous energy, and hurriedly reached up for Drake's cheeks, pulling him down towards her, mashing her lips against his. Her tongue invaded his mouth, the movement serving to make her squirm - all those modifications that Donny had done to her body lingered, meaning that her tongue was nearly as sensitive as her clit, at least at this moment, her arousal spiraling up through the roof as she pressed her mouth against her master's. She mewled softly against him, pressing her body into his, and he easily hefted her up, grabbing her thighs and carrying her off into an adjoining room, Loki following after them. She glared at Loki as she kept up the kiss, gripping Drake's head, challenging the other woman to complain.

"She looks like the jealous type, huh?" Loki asked, a cocky smirk on her lips. Naomi just got more insistent with her kiss, her tongue slithering ever deeper into Drake's mouth, as he laid her out on the bed beneath him. Her pussy absently squeezed at nothing, while her clit and her nipples all ground against her suit in desperate need to escape and be touched, making her squirm already. "Horny, too."

"She had her body modified to be turned into a sex toy," Drake said, his voice simultaneously considerate and turned on. "Can you take your suit off? I don't want to damage it."

"Ah! Yes!" She hurriedly unzipped the suit, slithering out of it after only a few desperate, greedy seconds. Donny had forbidden her to wear anything beneath the suit, so the moment it was removed, her juices just spilled out on the bed below her, her eyes wild as she looked up with Drake, whose clothes were rapidly being removed and discarded. "Fuck me, please, Master." The word 'master' came out without her thinking about it - thanks to Donny's long domination of her - but Drake's cock twitched when he heard it, so she made a mental note to keep using it.

Then Drake thrust inside her, going into her quick and hard, a single swift thrust that promptly made her come, a lewd moan escaping her throat as her tongue flopped about senselessly. She was utterly dominated in the moment, her whole body trembling beneath him, while his hands reached up for her breasts, finding her perky nipples and gingerly tugging and twisting at them, making her squeal in pleasure at the sensation. He smiled down at her, clearly liking seeing her behaving so obscenely, though she couldn't help but be embarrassed herself, as she behaved herself like a totally depraved whore.

His hard length just speared inside her, as he pumped away forcefully, scooping deep inside her. Her hypersensitive, modified pussy shivered and gripped at his cock, her hands tangling up around the sheets beneath her. "It's good! Comingggg!" She got out before another orgasm hit her.

He leaned down over her, kissing her firmly on the lips, his tongue invading her mouth. Her pussy quietly spasmed, while her hands snapped up to grasp the back of his head, holding him down against her, grinding her body up against his, her hard nipples scraping at his bare chest. "Man, you weren't kidding about the sex mod thing," Loki said from the side.

She got more insistent in her gripping of Drake's head, holding him against her, twisting her head to one side so she could look at the redheaded woman, giving her a sharp glare. She was fucking Drake right now, not this other woman, who was only here because Drake decided it was alright for her to be here.

Drake responded to her twisting by reaching down with one hand for her clit, gently rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger, and she promptly mewled, going cross-eyed in pleasure. "Mf so goodhh!" She cried out into Drake's mouth, before another orgasm came upon her. "Kuh, coming!" She twisted around beneath him, her body quietly throbbing with continuous pleasure, her pussy gripping and squeezing at his cock, trying so hard to hold him, to take him ever deeper inside her, spasming quietly in sheer bliss. "I luff you, Mafher!" She slurred the words out through her orgasm and the kiss, but he could tell what she was saying, judging by the way his pace got ever more furious inside her.

"Is she more the classic tsundere or the new-style 'b-baka!' tsundere?" Loki asked.

Drake broke off the kiss, then. "New-style," he told her, his hand leaving her clit to reach up for her nipples, squeezing one in either hand, making her undulate beneath him, like a worm on a hook.

"Look at me," she breathed. "Pay attention to me. Touch me!" He turned his gaze back to her, smiling as his hands slid down from her nipples to just grope her tits. "Ah! Oh, use my playtoy tits and onahole pussy, Master," she told him, her lust spiking hard as she spoke. "I'm your personal whore, Master!" She came at that point, her back arching, and his fingers just tightened still further on her tits, making her squeal in blissful pleasure as another orgasm hit her. "Aaaaa so good! Cominggg! I'm coming my brains o~out!" Her whole body jerked wildly beneath him. "My brains are leaking out through my onahole pussy! Thank you for fucking me, Master! Master, oh, I love you, Master! Fuck my cunt hard, Master!" He just grunted in response, and she did start to worry that perhaps she wasn't pleasing him well enough. "It's good, right, Master?"

"It's good," he told her, with a nod, a gentle smile on his face. He wasn't anything like Donny, but that didn't make her want to please him less - the brainwashing was still in effect, even if its target had been transferred. If anything, she wanted to please him more, and that sort of half-hearted reply produced in her the same impact some teasing denial from a sadistic Donny would have.

"It's not enough to be good," she said, her legs snapping around his hips, beginning to join in the pumping, meeting every slam of his hips with an upward slam of her own. "I have to be great, Master. I have to make your whole body feel good. I'm your personal bitch," she whined, then leaned up towards him, finding his bare chest, finding his nipple, just sucking on it, noisily slurping. "Ish thiff goo?" She slurred out as she flicked away at it. He reached for the back of her head, holding her against his breast, and she promptly came again, moaning as she jerked against him. "Ish goo, riii?!" She demanded of him.

"It's fantastic, Naomi," he told her, keeping her held against his chest, and yet another orgasm hit her, this time in the midst of the first. "It's great. You're wonderful, and so very good at sex, and your pussy's so tight... fuck," he grunted, giving her another thrust. "Fuck, I love you, you cute, cute woman," he breathed out, and her heart raced at those words.

"I luff you too Mafher!" She told him, her hands sliding along his back as she kept on licking at his pec. "I luff you!!!!" She squealed hard, as her most powerful orgasm of the day so far hit her, seeming to wipe her thoughts out entirely. Her pussy apparently went absolutely wild on Drake's cock, because he bottomed out inside her and exploded. "Cum! Cum! Master's cum is in meeeee," she cried out, twisting backwards and thrashing about in pleasure.

When he finished coming, he pulled out of her, leaving her twitching on the bed. "Naomi, we can keep going-"

"More, more," she panted out, eyes wild with lust.

He chuckled at that, continuing unabated. "But first, I need to tell you more about how you actually wound up here."

She let out a soft whine, but nodded, allowing him to tell her the story. It was completely ridiculous, but it was soon confirmed by the burst of power that came through her body from the addition of a 'falna,' a quiet, all-encompassing increase in strength. Thankfully, once that was done, Drake started fucking her again, and it felt even better.

* * *

Bella panted, her chest rising and falling as she looked down at the gargantuan monster. Its fat, muscular body had once loomed over her, and now it rested on the ground before her, slain by her hand. A wild grin curved across her lips now that she'd won! And she'd done it without Setsuko or Drake along! She was definitely getting stronger! The pig-headed orc laid there on the ground, and she sighed as she once again started to carve open the monster, searching for its magic stone. Her hands emerged, covered with blood, holding the magic stone, the rest of the monster fading into ash beneath her as she finished her work, placing the magic stone into her pack and standing up. She wanted to wipe her brow, but she'd just wind up smearing blood across it anyway.

She wondered if she should head up now. She felt like she could do this all day, but on the other hand, the Dungeon was supposed to take advantage of your ego, right? Drake had said stuff like that. That the Dungeon was intelligent and trying to kill people, so if they got overconfident, it responded by getting more vicious.

Eh... she was a Level One! She'd just stay around this region of the tenth floor and not go any deeper. It'd be fine!

* * *

Drake hadn't been lying about the Dungeon trying to kill you if you got overconfident. There were cuts all over the parts of her body that weren't covered by armor - which had saved her life, she'd have to get Welf a nice gift as a thank you! A dozen imps, tiny creatures that she'd seen Drake swat out of the air like flies, had tried to ambush her, and now they were dead. She grabbed a healing potion, sucking it down and letting out a soft hiss as her flesh started to knit itself back together, squeezing her eyes shut and gulping it all down, her body trembling with ambient energy as she looted the dead imps.

She could keep going...

Mm...

Yeah! She needed to Level up, so she could be together with Drake! She couldn't just call it a day because of one setback! She'd never catch up to him if she did!

* * *

Bella halfway stumbled up to the staircase out of the Dungeon, pressing her shoulder against it as other adventurers made their way down past her. Her heavy bag of magic stones weighed on her back. She'd exhausted almost all her healing potions. (She hadn't, though! Drake had said, Two is one and one is none, so she had two left!) She made her way, haggard and blood-soaked, up into the open air of Orario, heading right for the guild hall, not even caring about the looks she got as she dripped blood on the floor, to turn in her magic stones.

She got yelled at, though, so she resolved not to do it again.

* * *

Bella was on her way home, her body now cleansed of sweat and blood after a nice, long shower at the public showers that a guild employee had rather vigorously directed her to. There was a spring in her step as she moved. She wondered how many stat points she'd gotten? Would Drake be impressed when he found out? There was a giddy smile on her lips, too, as she finally opened the door to Setsuko's home. "Hello?" She asked, peeking around for Drake.

"Hello," came a new female voice. Her gaze went to the woman in question. She was pretty tall - well, no, Setsuko was pretty tall. It was just that everybody in Orario was taller than Bella, except Hestia and the pallums. "Identify yourself," she said, her voice and expression both severe.

"U-uh. Bella Cranel. Who are you?"

"Naomi Evans," the woman replied. "At Drake's suggestion, I will be participating in Dungeon dives alongside the Hestia familia going forward."

"Oh," Bella said. Another busty beautiful woman! She was probably one of Drake's wives, though Bella hadn't heard of her... well, she was a Level One, probably, so that would explain why. In the presence of such a large-breasted woman (whose top seemed to really tightly follow the line of her bust), Bella glanced down at her own chest. Still flat. Drake totally had a type and it wasn't her!!! Stupid boobs! Grow in, grow in! "Nice to meet you!"

Naomi just nodded. "I assume you are coming back from a solo operation in the Dungeon?" Bella blushed but nodded. "In the future, you should avoid that. In any dangerous environment, a single individual is under wildly disproportionate risk. I don't have my gun turtles-" was she a Tamer, like the Ganesha familia?! Bella'd never heard of a gun turtle, but she had heard of a gun labella! That was cool! "-but I am willing to accompany you."

"Thanks?"

Naomi looked at her coolly. "I assume you came here to have your falna updated."

"That and sleep," Bella said.

"Go. We'll discuss proper Dungeon delving procedures afterwards."

Bella felt her smile become a little more forced. This lady was definitely pretty scary! Was this also Drake's type? But Setsuko and Erza were so nice... wait! Setsuko, Erza, Naomi - what did they have in common? Setsuko and Erza were both nice and girly, but this woman had short hair and a harsh personality... the only thing they had in common were their big boobs!

As Bella sat down on Hestia's bed, pulling off her shirt so Hestia could update her falna, she willed her boobs to grow. Grow! Get bigger! If you don't get bigger Drake won't like me!

Predictably, her boobs did not get bigger from that.

* * *

Finn laced his fingers together as he sat in front of Ikelos, a calm smile on his face. The familia no longer had its most powerful members, so the god presented no threat to him. "How would you describe your familia's relationship to the late Thanatos?"

Ikelos just shrugged. "Extended family. A lot of my children are relatives of those over in the Thanatos familia. The Daedalus descendants don't like the daylight too much."

"Understandable, given their circumstances," Finn replied. "I do have to ask after my own interests, of course."

"Of course," Ikelos agreed.

"The Loki familia is willing to redirect the surviving Daedalus descendants, who were once Thanatos familia members, to the Ikelos familia, in exchange for a number of considerations."

"I don't really control those kids," Ikelos said with another shrug. "I can't give you much in the way of considerations."

"I see. Then who does control them?"

Ikelos let out a chuckle at that. "Mostly, Daedalus. They haven't really picked out a leader since Dix died."

"I see." Finn supposed that, if you were all magically bound together to a single, clearly-designed goal, leadership wasn't nearly so important. Mere consensus would generally be enough.

"Motherfuck," came a female voice from the doorway, hissing as she stepped inside. She was quite visibly limping, resting her weight against the wall and a single leg. "Fuck, Ikelos, you got any fucking-" she paused as she saw Finn, "healing... potions..."

"I have a few of my own," Finn said, stepping up, a sour look on the young woman's face. "Of course, you're free to use any of Ikelos's if he has them."

"I don't," Ikelos said, making the girl whine in irritation.

"We were just discussing how best to handle your captured family members. Not familia members," he clarified.

"Great. Good for you. Healing potion?" Finn took out one, kneeling next to her, gently raising the fabric of her pant leg, making her hiss. The break was unusual in a way that nagged him - it didn't quite look like a combat break, though he couldn't place what was off. Either way, he forced the bone into position - making the young lady squeal in agony and almost collapse - uncorked the healing potion, and poured it all over her thigh before she could do much of anything. "Ah that's so fucking good, holy shit," the girl said, leg kicking out as she experimented with it.

"I can imagine. You..." He paused. "Are you the same young lady that my goddess attempted to persuade to-"

"Yeah," the girl said. Peony, he believed? "And I did tell them to. Not that they listened to me. Fucktards."

"Naturally." He hummed, considering her for a moment. A new leader would ideally be somebody who had already proven he or she could be reasoned with. On the other hand... well, he could just ask her. "What would you think of becoming the Ikelos familia captain?"

"I'd think that it wasn't going to happen. Do you even know my name?"

"You are Peony, correct?" She nodded. "Well then, Peony," Finn said, straightening up. "If you were to become the captain of the familia, would you expect your family members to listen to you?"

"I mean, they didn't last time," Peony said.

"I'm given to understand quite a few did. Even the ones who didn't - well, interrogations make it clear that they are currently feeling an intense regret for their foolish choices. Many because they can't work on Knossos." Peony rolled her eyes at that. She apparently held some contempt for the project. That was fine with Finn - he wasn't particularly interested in it, either, except as a strategic resource to be exploited. "Please, come," he said, gesturing to a seat next to Ikelos. "Let's discuss your family's future."

She hesitated, then nodded, sitting down to talk. In his experience, that was halfway to convinced.

* * *

"Alex," Chanelle said, as her wife came home from her errands around town.

"Mm?" Alexandra responded, putting down the groceries, detecting the concern in Chanelle's voice. "What is it?"

"I was thinking... doesn't it feel lonely here?"

Alexandra's expression became concerned, her wife stepping towards her with superhuman speed, gingerly taking Chanelle's hand in hers, the other finding its way to her back. "I'm sorry. I've assumed that things were fine, and really, since retiring from the Apollo familia, I haven't thought about your social life. I just assumed you had things you did, and-"

"Oh! No, no, I'm fine, Alex," she said. Her wife looked confused, more than anything else. "I didn't mean lonely like that," Chanelle said, giving her wife her most winning smile. "What I mean is - Rei is all grown up and out and about. She comes by to visit, and it's always nice when she does," Chanelle said, provoking a flush from Alexandra, who was probably thinking about their wife swapping fun. Chanelle meant the other times too, but she just continued without mentioning it. "But having a child in the house is so different from not, you know? And I miss it already."

"Oh." Alexandra nodded, her expression becoming pensive as she thought it over. "But we don't know anyone who needs adoption again."

"I know. But... we do know a man who has perfect control over his fertility," Chanelle said, squeezing Alexandra's hand back. "I think I want to try it the old fashioned way... if that's alright with you?" She gave Alexandra just the hint of a pout, and Alexandra bit her lip.

"Of course, Ellie," Alexandra said, pushing her forehead against Chanelle's own, rubbing noses against her. "If you want a child that way, then we can do it that way. It's not like I can think of a better man to do it, either."

Despite saying that, Alexandra hefted Chanelle up, carried her to the bedroom, and did her very best to make Chanelle come her brains out on the bed.

* * *

"Hey Drake," Rei said, hopping on my lap with a sort of giddy, ambient energy. "How's Naomi?"

"She's at Setsuko's," I replied. "As I said already. She's - well, you know. A bit fucked in the head from her time as Donny's victim."

"Yeah. Kinda feel a little bad about jacking off to that, now that the actual person's here. I should make it up to her with a sixty-nine." I rolled my eyes, though I smiled anyway. "No, but the real thing is, I was just talking to Ellie, and she wants you to knock. Her. Up."

My cock twitched at that. I'd been fucking Chanelle semi-regularly, with Rei and her setting up 'sex parties' for the four of us. It was definitely fun. There was even something a bit... freeing, about it. It was something that was a tad strange: I liked a real relationship with the woman I had sex with, not just to fuck them and forget about them. But I guess that 'mother in law' qualified well enough for Chanelle and Alexandra. "Really?"

"Yeah, dude," Rei said. "I'm not gonna fucking tease you with getting to knock up a hot slut like my mom, when she's actually gonna do it! I want to watch, obviously. Watch you give me a baby sister, stud," she said, a ridiculously manic and aroused grin on her lips, grinding her butt against my pelvis. "Fuck, breeding's so fucking hot, right? I kinda wish you didn't have perfect fertility control, because then you could do it until it takes, and every time I'd watch and wonder if that was the time, fuck." She was very obviously getting herself worked up, as she ground her butt into my pelvis. "She wants a kid, stud. You want to give her one, right?"

"Is she a good mother?"

"An awesome mom, fucking, the best, man," Rei said, excited. "Well, she's a pillow princess and Alex is a sucktoy, so I guess Alex's better now that I'm fucking them both, but best other than that."

"I'd like to be able to visit the child and make sure they're okay and play with them and that sort of thing."

"Yeah, I'm sure Ellie'd be fine with that, dude, totally normal, so that's a yes, right?"

I sighed. "Yes, it is."

"Fuck yeah!" Rei pumped a fist in the air, hopping off my lap. "Quick, let's go now before you or Ellie change your minds." I chuckled at that, but dutifully followed after her.

* * *

It wound up being a bit more awkward than I expected, with Rei and Alex both wanting to be present in the bedroom, on either side of the bed after Chanelle and I were naked. Chanelle herself was clearly a bit embarrassed about the position and circumstances, but she gave me a smile. "Thank you for doing this, Drake," she said, her smile genuine.

"I'm happy to do it," I told her. "You and Alex are both clearly wonderful parents, given you raised Rei." In the sense that raising Rei and still loving her proved they had infinite patience. "Here goes," I said, feeling a tad awkward and sliding my cock inside her in a slow motion, reaching up towards her bare breasts, gently caressing them as my thumb slipped along that particular red string of fate, pulling it up and twining it around my finger.

"Hey, Ellie," Rei said, seeing that movement.

"Hm?" Chanelle asked, tilting her head towards Rei, letting their eyes meet. I knew immediately what she was doing, but that was fine - if my cute little Rei wanted to ahegao along with her mom, then that was great.

"Thanks for letting me watch, it's super awesome," she told Chanelle, who just smiled warmly at that.

"Of course I'd let you watch. He's your husband." Chanelle turned her attention back to me. "Thanks again for marrying our Rei. I know she can be a handful."

"She can be-"

"Hey!"

"-but she's also sweet and loyal in her own way," I finished. "Anyway. Tonight's about you," I told her, starting to thrust back and forth inside her, enjoying the way she tightened on my cock at the movement, probably actively trying to get me off as quickly as possible. Given that Chanelle was normally a pillow princess who pretty much laid there and took it, there was something quite sexy about her (admittedly awkward) attempt to get me off. My hands went to grope her breasts, my mouth leaning down towards her nipple, flicking at it with my tongue, making her legs twist as she restrained a noise of pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alexandra watching the scene, her lips thinning.

"Hey, Alex," Rei added, glancing up at Alexandra, who met her gaze - and Rei wore a stupidly horny face for just a moment. "How do you feel about watching Ellie get fucked by my studly husband?"

Alexandra gave Rei a sour look, then turned her attention back to Chanelle, squatting down next to her. There was, now, a color to her cheeks as she reached out to grab Chanelle's hand, gently squeezing it. "I feel... happy, of course," she said, faintly squirming in place, clearly trying to hide a sudden burst of arousal. She knelt by the bedside, getting a better view at my cock sliding into her wife's wet sex, pumping away diligently. Her tail had started to swish, gingerly and more restrained at first, but quickly grew faster.

Yep. Rei had finally acquired that particular Skill - one that caused her to inflict a particular emotion on a person who made eye contact with her (in this case, lust) - and immediately deployed it for her own gain: trying to turn her mother into a cuckquean. That was why I hadn't mentioned it to her, the knowledge she'd immediately start abusing it.

It was, admittedly, sexy to watch as Alexandra quietly squirmed in place, her lips softly parting as she stared at my cock, pumping in and out of her wife's pussy. My hands on her tits grew more insistent in their fondling, knowing Chanelle's weak points quite well at this point, making her squirm each time I bottomed out inside her and just ground against her pussy, in the process stimulating her clit. She panted, growing closer and closer to an orgasm of her own, twisting in place - and then Celestial Bliss Trick kicked in, a squeal escaping her throat as she started to just thrash in pure pleasure beneath me.

Rei, naturally, immediately collapsed to the ground, mewling and kicking her legs cutely by the bedside as Chanelle's pleasure rushed through her too.

Neither of her mothers noticed it. Chanelle, of course, was distracted by coming her brains out, while Alexandra was distracted by watching Chanelle come. "Wow," Alexandra said, her voice soft as she kept staring at the scene, completely oblivious to anything except my thrusts inside her wife. "She doesn't, ahm, come quite that hard with me." She continued to faintly squirm in her kneeling position, her tail by this point beating back and forth as happily as Haruhime's did when we fucked face-to-face.

I leaned up at that point, giving me a better view of the pair - of Chanelle's gorgeous naked body, and of Alexandra tightly gripping her own thighs as she watched her wife get fucked. I'd seen Chanelle's ecstatic o-face plenty of times in the past, as well as her full breasts bouncing from my thrusts, so my gaze focused on the more novel of the two women. Alexandra bit her lip softly, not bothering to glance up at me, her eyes going up and down Chanelle's naked body, drinking her in. Her gaze even slid halfway up my body at certain points, staring at my toned stomach or powerful arms, though somehow she couldn't bring herself to actually meet my eyes, which meant she didn't notice that I was staring at her the entire time.

She was fully clothed, but watching her slowly succumb to lust was intensely erotic, the way she squirmed faintly, the way her tail thwipped back and forth. Eventually she reached out for her wife's hand again, not for simple affection, but to place one single finger inside her mouth as she smoldered with lust. For Chanelle, the touch only intensified her pleasure, making her come and buck on my cock. For Alexandra, the chance to have something in her mouth like that pushed her oral fixation forward as she panted heavily, holding Chanelle's hand by the wrist in both hands and just treating her fingers like they were my cock, slurping and twisting around and around, her eyes dazed with arousal.

Chanelle looked at Alexandra, but she wasn't able to talk, simply mewling in pleasure as her pussy convulsed around my cock, her legs halfway wrapped around my hips, trying to urge me onward, to make me fuck her harder. She didn't succeed, of course - she was a Level One, after all - but it was still intensely erotic to watch her try. It made Alexandra's eyes be drawn to the side, staring at where my cock was fucking into her wife with uninhibited lust, and she just mewled quietly around her wife's fingers, clearly so aroused she couldn't bear it, as her thighs wobbled beneath her.

"Here comes," I grunted, intensifying the bucking of my hips, pounding away. Alexandra let out a quiet mewl around her wife's fingers, closing her eyes and just listening, her tail swishing back and forth more rapidly, then suddenly stopping, sticking out straight as a modest orgasm hit her body, her hips twitching. That was what actually sent me over the edge, making me bottom out inside of Chanelle, willing my sperm to impregnate her this time, spraying hot cum all over the inside of her waiting pussy. When I was spent, I pulled out, my dick throbbing in the open air, while Chanelle herself simply collapsed down onto the bed.

Alexandra's eyes were drawn to my cock, staring at it from her position at the bedside, her lips parted softly. Given that Chanelle had come her brains out, and Rei was presumably similarly preoccupied with her most recent orgasm, I shifted on the bed over to Alexandra, eventually coming to sit on the edge, pointing my cock at her lips and just gently taking hold of her ear. She didn't resist as I slid my dick into her mouth. In fact, her tongue began to softly massage back and forth on the underside.

She was still embarrassed about her arousal, so her eyes were closed, but her tail was beating back and forth behind her excitedly. "Your wife's pregnant now," I told her, scritching and playing with her ear as I guided her up and down my cock. "You're happy, right?" She nodded around my cock, her tongue slithering along the underside. "I'm glad, Alex. I'm happy to have been able to help you out. You and Ellie are both incredibly gorgeous women, and I've really enjoyed all the wife-swapping stuff, but I do want you to know that I also appreciate you as a person, and a mother-in-law." She flushed scarlet at that, and actually took over the pace from me - by intensifying her pace on my cock, just starting to pound her mouth up and down, her tongue slithering from side to side, her head twisting as well, joining in to add to the pleasure.

I let Alexandra take full control of the fellatio, just relishing the experience of getting my cock cleaned by her mouth, her thorough slurping and wet smacks of her lips as she closed her eyes and enjoyed herself. Her tail beat happily behind her, and I reached down for her ear, continuing to rub and massage it as she sucked my cock. She let out the occasional soft moan of arousal and pleasure as she moved, and I just enjoyed it - particularly each time those noises got cut off by my cock sliding into her throat.

With a girl who was as much of a diligent cocksucker as Alexandra, there wasn't much reason to do anything but just recline, enjoy yourself, and compliment her. "That's great, Alex. I appreciate you paying me back this way for giving your wife a child," I said, making her blush scarlet and finally look up at me. "It wasn't necessary, but it's really nice. You suck cock so good." She let out some muffled noise around my cock, maybe born of confusion as to what the hell I was getting at. "Huh? Are you not sucking my cock as a thank you? I mean, I'm only here to knock up Ellie."

At that point, Alexandra's tail flashed out, her eyes momentarily going wide as she realized that this wasn't a wife swap party, this was just her wife getting knocked up. Then she closed them and nodded along, hurriedly agreeing with me to reduce the embarrassment. A moment later, she started to pound up and down my cock with relentless force, just fucking her face on my dick as hard as she could. I groaned, casting my head back in pleasure, feeling my balls churn. I glanced over my shoulder at Chanelle, who was currently practically comatose from pleasure, though her head was facing the right direction to see her wife's frantic cocksucking.

Rei, at that point, clambered onto the bed, hurriedly shifting over to the other side of me. "Alex, hey," Rei said, and Alexandra's eyes flicked up, meeting Rei's. Rei immediately panted. "Ohh wow, fuck, you're horny," she breathed. "Hey, stud, grope my tit with your free hand, come on, you know you love these fat breasts," she said, grabbing the base of her top and yanking it up and over her breasts, revealing the enormous funbags to open air. She hadn't been wearing a bra. My hands went to one, squeezing it, and she bit her lip before coming in pretty much no time at all, jerking pleasantly on the bed alongside me, her breathing ragged.

Alexandra really took her time with the blowjob, slowly sliding up and down my cock, her tongue flicking all around, her head twisting from side to side. She was clearly putting everything she'd learned from all her previous blowjobs into pleasing me - yet at the same time, she obviously was trying to keep it going for as long as possible, rather than to bring me off. It felt genuinely fantastic, my cock throbbing in her throat, and when (very eventually) I did come, I was pretty sure she'd orgasmed four or five times from sucking my dick - and that was all without me using Celestial Bliss Trick again.

Once I was spent in her mouth, Alexandra popped off, swilling my cum for a long few seconds before swallowing and talking. "Thank you, Drake," she said, with a small nod of acknowledgement. "As I'm sure I've said plenty, I'm glad our Rei found such a hanndsome, kind husband."

"Yeah, and his dick's pretty big too," Rei agreed.

* * *

The chittering of the gigantic, eight-limbed monkeys was a raucous cacophony of noise, utterly without sense or purpose to it as far as Revis could determine. Sometimes, when it surged, the creatures would swarm her - and then she'd simply cut them down like dogs. They were strong, and extremely numerous, but she was stronger. If anything, the swarming behavior was good for her, as she ate their magic stones in the aftermath, and the creatures dissipated for a time, their noises growing quieter.

It was still annoying, though. Sometimes one would get through and claw at her, tearing off an ear or a strip of skin, and she'd have to pause and waste energy regenerating from the harm.

Still, there was a place beyond the monkeys themselves, where tangled webs of knitted plant life and flesh blocked the way, and for her, they parted. She walked into the presence of Her. The mass of alien flesh formed itself into a humanoid body, feminine and childish in appearance, topping a massive mound of tentacles and vines that wound together like some truly disgusting mixed dish of pasta. "Revis! Why are you here? Did something happen?"

"No. Or, yes," Revis corrected, after a moment. "I'm trying to remember... who I used to be," she explained, craning her head up towards Her.

"Oh! That's interesting, I guess? Why are you doing that?"

"Because I want to."

"Why do you want to, though?"

"I..." Revis trailed off. "I think it's important."

"But why's it important, though?"

Revis was becoming annoyed at Her. "Because it's me."

"Oh. Okay! By the way, Olivas died, I think? I can't feel him any more."

"Yes. I killed him."

"Oh. Why did you do that?"

"I needed to be stronger to fight the Loki familia."

"Oh! The Loki familia! That's where Aria is!" She buzzed with excitement. "Did you bring her?" She twisted from side to side, as if trying to spot Aria behind Revis. Revis shook her head. "Ah... but I want to see Aria! Can you bring her here? I want to see her!"

"It's... I don't think so."

"No? Why not?"

"The Loki familia doesn't want to do any major expeditions," Revis explained.

"Ohh. Okay." For a long moment, She just stared at Revis. "Why not?"

"They're concerned about Knossos." Revis shook her head. "No, I- I need to talk to you. Thank you for bringing me back to life."

"You're welcome!"

"I want to... live a real life. On the surface."

"Okay. Just bring me Aria, alright?"

"I don't think that would be good," Revis said. From everything Ryu had said - that was the last thing Alise would have done.

"But I want her!" The flesh all around Revis came to life, buzzing with irritation as She rose up higher on the mound of flesh. "I want Aria! Get me Aria, Revis! That's why I made you! You owe me! Get me Aria, I want Aria!" She thrashed about childishly, having a tantrum, and a single whip of flesh scraped across Revis's face, drawing a deep gash as it peeled back a layer of skin and more from her body, making her flinch. "Oops! Sorry, Revis!"

"It will heal," Revis said, mildly.

After a moment, She calmed Herself down, pausing Her movements. "You're strong, so you can get me Aria! Then you can do whatever thing you want, that's fine, I just need Aria. I'm not complete without Aria, I can't see the sky without Aria..." She whined, staring up at the ceiling. "I need Aria so I can be free, Revis. You want me to be free, right?"

"What would you do if you were free?"

"Hmm?" Those alien eyes turned to peer at Revis, Her thoughts impenetrable. "I don't know! Probably... run around!" She twisted in place, miming the movement. "Say hi to people! Touch stuff! Ooo, I could fly!" Wings burst forth from Her back, ugly, fleshy tendrils spearing into a parody of a bird's skeleton. "I hear there are gods up there, they sound tasty! The Dungeon thinks they're tasty too, that's why it tries to eat them, right?"

"Nn... you can't eat people," Revis told Her.

"Huhhh? Yes I can! Watch!" A massive mouth full of teeth opened up inside the mounds of flesh, teeth gaping, a thick, ammonia scent wafting forth that overwhelmed Revis's senses for a moment before it paused. "Oh, wait, if I eat you, then you won't see. I can eat people, though! That's what this mouth is for! And all the other mouths, too!"

"No, it's - it's wrong."

"No it isn't."

"Yes it is."

"No it isn't."

"Yes it is."

"No it isn't!" Her voice had more energy to it, now, clear irritation on her face.

"Yes it is!" Revis countered. "It's wrong to hurt people!"

"I'm not hurting them, I'm eating them! They become one with me! They're actually getting a great deal, they get to be part of me, the most powerful, amazing creature inside of the Dungeon, and probably the whole world!"

"They don't want that. That's why they run away from you when you try to eat them."

"Hm... they do do that sometimes," She agreed. "Well, I don't care what they want! I want to eat them, so I'll do it! You'll go get me Aria, right, Revis?"

There was no menace in the girlish voice whatsoever, a kind of mindless innocence to it. She only half-understood right and wrong, and she didn't care about them at all. At the same time, Revis felt that if she said 'no,' then she might be devoured right then and there - so she nodded in acquiescence.

"Good!" One of the tendrils wrapped around her stomach, squeezing just a little too hard as she pushed Revis out. "It was nice seeing you again, Revis! Bring Aria next time or I'll be real mad!" She plopped Revis out beyond the tangle of plant and flesh, and Revis sighed, checking her stomach and finding a long bruise along the flesh there. She took a moment to heal, pushing out energy from her core, the strip of flesh missing on her cheek growing back, the bruising on her stomach vanishing - and then she began the long trek back to the surface.