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“Ah!”
“Wh-why are you up?”
After finishing her fun with the tentacle monster, the mage went to return to the camp like nothing had happened, only to encounter the archer, who looked like she was preparing to enter the dungeon, even donning her armor. She had been focused on dressing, so she didn’t notice the mage exiting from the entrance of the dungeon.
“Nothing. I’m just…going to check the perimeter!” The archer announced, but then her eyes narrowed. “What are you doing up?”
“Me?” The mage’s voice squeaked. “Nothing! I had to… relieve myself.”
Her face turned red, but the archer couldn’t see it too well in the dying embers of the fire they had set the evening before.
“Oh, I-in that case… I’ll leave you to it.”
Both women, not wanting to be caught, quickly minded their own business. The mage jumped back into her bedding, her pussy wet and throbbing still from the lingering orgasms. She let out a sigh of satisfaction and quickly fell asleep. Meanwhile, the frustrated archer went out and did what she said she would do as to not create suspicion. However, she only did a single pass before checking and making sure the other girls were asleep, and then slipped into the dungeon.
Like the previous heroine, she worked her way down, although she was a bit more cautious with her armor and her bow in hand. She ventured deeper than the other girl, returning all the way to the level of ice. She then grabbed the ropes and pulled herself down the hallway. When she reached the path, she naturally headed for the treasure room. Upon entering the room, she frowned to see that the “trap” was still depressed. The trap door that put her in the slime was still open the small pit revealed. Even after stomping on it twice, nothing changed.
When she realized she wasn’t getting what she was looking for, she began to look around the room, feeling the walls for the trap door that the goblin had entered from.
“Come on… little goblin.” She muttered anxiously. “I won’t hurt you…”
I couldn’t help but watch her thoughtfully. If I had a chin, I would have been stroking it in contemplation. Normally, I wasn’t the most trusting guy. The reasonable belief would be that she returned with the hope of claiming revenge. If I was a woman who had just faced the embarrassment of being used as a toy by some ugly creature, I might want to kill it in retribution too.
However, the mage had opened up my eyes up a bit. She kept returning to the tentacle monster every night for sexual release. I could write one girl off as a fluke, but two girls becoming seduced by my monsters? It seemed unlikely. The only reason the mage had even got her chance to show her perversion was because I had no other choice. When it came to the tentacle monster, it had no means of protecting itself. I hadn’t done anything because if the mage had been intent on destroying it, there was nothing I could do. However, when the came to the goblin, I could keep him from her wrath simply by not resetting the trap.
Yet, if this archer was as slutty as her mage friend, there was no reason for this. Thus, I was conflicted on how I wanted to proceed.
After about fifteen minutes of failing to find the secret door, the archer looked around briefly, and then closing her eyes, she started to strip. Once all of her clothing and armor was on the floor, she got on all fours. She then started to wag her behind.
“Please… Mr. Goblin… I’m waiting…” Her voice broke as she spoke, almost like she was hating herself for being forced to go this far.
I still hesitated. It was a convincing show, certainly, but it could be a trap. She might still be luring my goblin out for death! Since she had already thrown all modesty out the door, this was a money trap. Did my thoughts come off as unhinged? Hardly! I was a top commenter on certain banned discussion sites. I had heard countless horror stories of the extent women would go to ruin hard-working, innocent men. Poking holes in condoms, filing fake assault charges, and using sex to trick a man into losing half his shit, women were capable of all of it!
“Gra gru gar…” The goblin suddenly spoke.
“Hmm? What’s that?”
“Gooo… Ra…. Ra…. Gu…”
“You want me to let you in? You want to take your chances with the honey trap?”
“Gra… goo…. Gra…”
“I see… so you’re a man of culture.” I sighed. “I suppose whether man or monster, we all must make that choice to risk sticking it in crazy. What men must do in pursuit of pussy…”
I gave him a salute of honor, opening up the path so he could enter her room. He stepped inside, pulling out his dick as the door shut behind him. Thankfully, my worries were for nothing. Of course, I watched. I too, was a man of culture. She even gave him a kiss when they were done. As she got dressed and returned to the camp before the sun began to rise, I couldn’t help but approach Misty.
Although she didn’t have a front row seat like me, she had at least some awareness of what was happening. “Are all women like this in your world?”
Misty’s face turned slightly pink. “Our heroine ranking isn’t just a measure of our physical strength, but our mental strength as well.
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