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Time passed as the girls remained with their lovers. The archer rode on top of the goblin, riding him for all she was worth. The black mage had her legs spread, one leg up on the ledge while she held the wall, letting the tentacles do whatever they wanted to her body. The White Mage perhaps fell the hardest. She would immediately jump on the bone, milking it desperately with her pussy until another spurt of mana came. Then, she’d collapse in a daze for hours before getting back up and doing it all over again. 

“It’s mana addiction,” Misty explained. “Too much mana can cause mana sickness, but for those who have strong mana control like mages, something else can happen. If they absorb too much mana, it induces a state of extreme pleasure. They can release the mana gradually so they don’t get mana illness, but instead, they become addicted to the pleasure. This is why mana potions are rarely sold, as some might drink them for pleasure. As a result, you can only get mana potions through dungeons. That bone is just too dangerous.” 

She made a face as if she didn’t approve of the bone all that much. It didn’t just guide women into debauchery, but could also make them addicted to the substance it gave off. It turned out this substance worked a bit like illicit drugs. I definitely would need to keep that in mind for the future. 

A few days passed and the girls seemed to show no interest in changing the status quo. They had all seemingly forgotten about their leader left abandoned in her illness, or perhaps they had assumed one of the other girls would handle it. The fire had long gone out and the leader had no choice but to shake and shiver in her sheets. After those two days, she finally crawled out of her sheets. 

Her face was red with fever, and she looked slightly delirious as she stumbled around. She covered herself with a sheet, but she was otherwise in nothing but her underwear. She managed to find the hallway leading to the bone and she walked down it, her hand against the wall to keep her from falling over. She ended up in the room with the moan. 

There was a wet thwapping sound as well as grunts and moans as the White Mage bounced up at down on the bone of corruption. She squinted slightly, but then she kept on walking like she couldn’t even see the girl. She seemed to be completely delirious. She stumbled right by the chest with rations and went through the door into the next room. The White Mage was so consumed with her lust, that she didn’t even seem to notice the leader as she passed by. 

The leader ended up approaching the gelatinous cube. She also seemed to see the key in there. Her eyes looked between the door and the key, and realization popped in. Carefully, she pushed her arm into the cube, reaching for the key. The leader immediately screamed as her hand started to burn. The gelatinous cube was acidic after all. The leader struggled and squirmed as the cube feasted on her flesh. Her cries of pain turned to groans of pleasure. 

“Nooo…” I couldn’t help but cry out. 

“Hhhaaaghnnnn…” Her body shook as if she was in euphoria even as her hand began to dissolve, her brain too feverish to even be able to understand what was happening. 

“Misty…” 

“I-I don’t understand everything!” Misty cried out, clearly just as perplexed, but then she spoke. “The gelatinous cube likely absorbs the mana around it. Since it’s right next to the evil bone, the evil bone might in some way eroticize the mana. That may be why she feels pleasure.”

Her had finished dissolving as she came. Liquid splashed on the floor as she collapsed to her knees, her entire body convulsing in bliss. Yet, her hand was gone. The acid seemed to cauterize the end so that there wasn’t any bleeding, but it was still a pretty awful site. She remained kneeling like that for a few minutes, and then she began to reach in with her second hand. I immediately opened the door to the next stage. She heard the grinding as the door opened, and then blinked, looking at the continuing path. 

I couldn’t help but take a breath and a sigh of relief when she started moving again. Watching her feed herself one body part at a time into the gelatinous cube was too much even for me. She naturally headed toward the wall of hands, but in her state, she couldn’t make it passed them. The hands got a hold of her and started to rub her. After being affected by the bone of corruption for so long and then experiencing the bliss of having her hand eaten, she quickly succumbed to their machinations.

She leaned against the wall as her breasts were groped. One hand found its way down her panties and started rubbing her clit. Her face was red, but not just from fever. She had an expression of pleasure and delight on her face. As a finger slipped into her cunt, she gasped, and her eyes rolled up.

“Hhhaaaaaaahhhh…”

A second finger slipped in.

“Gahh… hahhhh… nnn…”

She came, but the fingers didn’t stop. She continued to squirm and writhe in their grasp.

“Gnnn… hhhhahhh…”

Her hips bucked. She seemed to have forgotten about everything, completely overtaken by pleasure. Eventually, her legs gave out and she fell to her knees. The hands pulled her close to the wall, and one hand slipped inside her bra and pinched her nipples. Another hand began to spank her. Her skin began to redden as the hand continued to slap her rear. She let out a scream with every impact.

“Ooogh! Haha!”

She was drooling.

“Ahhh! Haahn!”

Her hips bucked.

“Ohhhhh… gahhh!”

The slapping was getting more and more intense.

“Ggggnnnn! Gahh!”

She was being forced forward each time, the hands not letting go of her.

“Hyaaaaa!”

With a final scream, the leader came. She was panting, but the hands still weren’t stopping. They began to tear off her underwear, leaving her completely naked. A pair of hands went up and pulled her nipples, another two went under and pinched her clit, a hand grabbed her ass, and a hand rubbed her asshole.

“Ohhhhh! Gaahhhhhh!”

She was screaming in bliss. She was getting fucked by the wall. More time passed, but the girls were completely trapped in their lust. They kept up their liquids by drinking, but they didn’t seem to care much about eating. They would fuck until they collapsed, then sleep. I expected such behavior from the wall of hands and the tentacle monster, but who knew the goblin was such a stud? He managed to keep up with the black mage’s extreme appetite. The points kept rolling in.

At some point, I managed to pull apart their camp and reclaim the magic treasures. The dungeon slowly restored to its peak form. Every level had at least two or three treasures. Some of them were products released from the monsters making them essentially disposable. The rest were pieces of a set of magic armor. With the extra points, I bought two extra sets and continued to practice my inscriptions. I couldn’t use the tentacle monster since he was busy, but I still made progress and soon had a spare magic set.

As for the brainwashed girls, it hadn’t been my intention to hold them permanently. They were all free to leave at any time, but they all seemed lost in their debauchery. Although I could just let them die and get a net amount of points, I was worried their deaths would give my dungeon a bad reputation. Thus, I made sure that every night, their water skin was filled and some food was left to eat. As the days passed, they didn’t seem to ask why their waterskins remained full or where the food came from. It was like they were trapped in a haze of sex.

This strange state lasted for a week until something unexpected happened. I was shocked when a new party unexpectedly arrived at the entrance to the dungeon. It was a new group of fresh-faced girls. Like every girl I had seen since appearing in this world, they were all quite pretty. This group didn’t appear as diverse as the last group. At least, they all appeared to be of a warrior-type Passion’s Summit. There was one girl with a sword and shield, another with a spear, and the last girl had a whip. The fourth girl was wearing a cloak and I couldn’t see what weapon she carried. She also seemed to have her hood up and was deliberately hiding her face, giving her a mysterious feel. The other three girls seemed to follow her.

I could only feel a bit tense at their arrival. This was the first time two parties were in my dungeon at once. Even worse, one of the parties was already completely broken. How would the other party react if they found them? Would they blame me? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t anxious about their arrival. Unfortunately, I couldn’t just hide the former party. Once a party entered, I had little control over their fate. I could send Misty to kill them all and absorb their bodies, but seeing my points going up, I was reluctant to do that, especially since I had already agreed to avoid killing. 

Hopefully, if these women moved like the previous, it’d be days before they encountered the first girl. That’s what I hoped, but the one in the lead moved quite quickly. She stopped at the pool of water, letting out a noise of surprise. After glancing at it for a little bit, she merely hoped over it and had the party copy her.

She seemed to be prepared for each of the pitfalls too. At this point, I had removed the other party’s makeshift bridges, so the party had to get across on their own. The leader moved quickly, jumping across each pitfall as if she had known they were there. She was passing up the treasures as a result, but her speed of advancement still made me nervous.

When they reached the second floor, I sent out only ten rats. After dealing with the Unbroken Bond, I scaled back the difficulty to an appropriate level. I had realized that adding any more rats than this seemed to overwhelm an F-ranked team. At least, this team seemed to have better coordination than the Unbroken Bond. With the cloaked woman in the lead, they methodically slayed all the rats without damaging a single one.

“She must be a guide they hired,” Misty commented as she looked at the screen I had up. 

“A guide?” 

“Small parties will sometimes hire a knowledgeable person to escort them through the dungeon.” She shook her head. “But how could they have a guide? Who would have experience in your dungeon?” 

I frowned, not knowing the answer either, but all I could do was continue to watch as they progressed toward the end of the second floor. Naturally, this meant they were approaching the first party member of the Unbroken Bond too, the tentacle-molested mage. They were able to hear faint whimpers and moans long before they could see anything.  

“What is that?” The girl with the shield asked the others.

They had no answers, so they continued to proceed cautiously. The noises got louder, and a distinct sex-filled smell permeated the air. It was only then that they finally encountered the black mage. She was on her knees. Her legs were wrapped up with tentacles, holding them together and forcing her to bend over. Her hands were tied behind her back with another set of tentacles, and even her mouth was wrapped with tentacles, allowing her to only breathe through her nose. She was in a doggy position as tentacles took turns entering her pussy and vagina, filling them both up, pumping in and out. Her eyes were rolled up in her head, and drool was dripping from the tentacles around her mouth.

“Kill it!” One of the horrified women cried as soon as she saw it.

The cloaked woman stepped to the side as the three others rushed at the tentacle monster. I winced slightly as I watched the three women hack and stab the tentacle monster. He lost dozens of tentacles before the mage was finally released. The tentacle shrieked silently, trying to slink back into the alcove. It was still alive though. Tentacle monsters were quite sturdy. You had to destroy their core to kill them, just like slimes.

“No, stop!” Once freed of her restraints, the black mage finally regained her mind enough to notice what they were doing.

She tried to intervene, but one of the women held her back as the other two continued to chop away.

“Enough, let’s move on.” The cloaked woman broke in. “It’s no longer a threat.”

Thankfully, her impatience saved the monster. They hadn’t managed to reach its core yet. That said, they had butchered the tentacle monster horribly. It’d take weeks for it to grow back to full health. I could only give it my sympathies.

“Hmm? Is that a magic item?” One of the girls noticed the magic armor sitting in the alcove display.

“Forget it, there are better items if we go further.” The cloaked woman declared, causing the others to look over at her in shock. “Do you doubt me? If I’m wrong, we can just grab it on the way back.”

“W-we trusted you this far.” The woman with the shield declared. “I just didn’t expect to find prisoners.”

The girls turned to the black mage, but she was staring vacantly off in the distance. It was clear that she was in shock. They covered her up and tried to give her some food and water. She ate and drank gingerly, but she didn’t respond to any questions they asked. I was looking at the cloaked woman worriedly. Why did she think there was treasure? What was going on?

“Should we leave her?” One of the girls finally turned to the others.

“No, if we bring her back, there is a reward for rescuing others!” The spear girl announced, her eyes flashing with greed.”

After that, they continued to the third floor. The anchors and ropes were no longer present, but this group pulled out a boat. It reminded me of when Passion’s Summit did it, using a boat and sticks to pull themselves along the ice. They brought the black mage with them as they rowed along, taking the correct turn as they headed down the icy path. At this point, the archer had fallen asleep, and since I didn’t want my goblin to get murdered, I had snuck him out of the room and brought him down to my chamber. The archer slowly woke up, feeling for her goblin lover. When she couldn’t find him, she started to panic.

“G-gobby?” She had somehow named him this.

“Your name is Gobby.” I snickered at the goblin teasingly.

[-1000 DP Deducted. Goblin has become the named monster, Gobby.]

“Wait! Fuck!”

A white light surrounded the goblin, and when it cleared, he was a completely different goblin. He looked younger and more energetic, and he had six-pack abs. He had also grown a foot, making him about as tall as a short girl. More than that, his dick seemed to have grown. It was now fully human-sized, but on a 5-foot-tall goblin, it looked enormous. I sighed as I watched a thousand dungeon points disappear in smoke, but I supposed I owed it to the goblin, and he was a lot cheaper than the mimic to name. Perhaps the naming cost depended on the monster. The goblin had already earned his keep just with his time with that archer.  

“Master, thank you!” Gobby spoke in a gruff voice.

“You can speak now?”

“Yes, Master, thanks to the evolution, I can communicate more clearly.” He gave a bow.

“Evolution, are you no longer a goblin?”

“Mm… my official species rank is goblin champion now.” He nodded.

I let out a sigh. I supposed Goblin Champion did sound kind of badass. Sandy glanced at Gobby with some interest. She seemed especially interested in his penis. I frowned slightly. If I ever got the points to create some type of avatar, his penis would be a beast.

“Gobby!” The archer was frantically clawing at the entrance the goblin had previously come from as her life depended on it.

This drew the interest of the party passing by, who headed over to her. She heard someone coming and quickly put her clothing on. She seemed a bit more coherent than the black mage, that was only by a bit. She made an excuse of being separated from her party, her eyes darting to the still-silent Black Mage.

 The other girls could tell she was a bit off, so they didn’t grill her for long. Rather, the party’s attention fell on the treasure chest. When they showed interest in the treasure chest, the archer quickly declared it was a trap chest and there was nothing inside. The cloaked girl didn’t seem surprised by this, pushing them all to continue deeper. It was only a short time before they reached level four.

This was the weakness of my dungeon. If you knew what you were doing, each level took under fifteen minutes to defeat. The entire dungeon could be finished in under an hour to someone who was determined.  If I had hoped they would take a break, those hopes were misplayed. They naturally could hear the lewd sounds and the vibrating noises coming from the White Mage, so they passed the camp area and headed straight to the altar room.

The White Mage barely even acknowledged them as they walked into the room. She was desperately trying to get the bone to cum again. Using her pussy and hands to stroke it desperately, both were already red and blistered from overuse. Two of the women tried to pull her off the saddle, and it took several attempts before she was finally dragged away. At that moment, a little bit of the mana potion squirted out the top.

The cloaked girl investigated it and then sighed. “Mana potion… she has mana delirium.”

“What about these other two?” The girl with the shield asked.

“What about us?” The archer responded angrily, but then blushed slightly, rubbing her legs together as she was affected by the bone’s arousal.

All of the girls were affected. They were breathing hard, but they had only just entered the range of the bone so it wasn’t intolerable yet. Their speed seemed to hold the advantage that the bone didn’t have the time to do its magic. Although the girls felt awkward, it’d at least take an hour or so before they started to lose control. As for the white mage, she had become catatonic after they pulled her from the altar. They dressed her quickly and then forced the archer to carry her.

The door was wide open since the White Mage kept triggering the opening mechanism, so the group was able to continue straight on into the room of the gelatinous cube. They used a stick, so the arousal effects of the cube never became an issue. After that, the door opened and they ended up in the final puzzle. There, they found the leader of the group, missing a hand, but still getting assistance from the wall of hands.

“What is wrong with this dungeon?” One of the girls muttered.

“Is this an F-ranked dungeon?” Another asked.

“It doesn’t matter, the next floor is the final boss. We’ll end this quickly and then take all the spoils!”

A party of eight people! This went about as bad as I could have feared.

“Misty, get ready!” I hissed.

“Yes, Master.”

She was backup in case the Cyclops failed. The group spent only a few minutes breaking. They helped the leader get dressed and even gave her a potion which seemed to cause her to recover her lucidity.

“I don’t wish to continue.” She declared, staring at her missing hand with a look of shock and regret. “This dungeon… something is right with it. Thank you for saving us, but I think we’ll leave on our own.”

“Hey, are you trying to get out of us getting credit for saving your asses?” The spear girl demanded.

“No, that’s not it! It’s just….” She looked at the stairway passed the wall of hands with a bit of terror in her eyes.

“Let them go. It just means we get all of the awards for defeating this dungeon ourselves.” The cloaked woman spoke.

The leader gave a thankful look toward the cloaked woman, and a few minutes later the two parties split up. The archer carried the catatonic white mage while their leader pulled along the black mage as they headed back. The white mage twitched as they passed the bone, but four were eager to flee. The other four only got their equipment ready before they headed down for the boss fight. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.

However, the Cyclops was pretty strong and I also had Misty. I should be alright. The four remaining women entered the boss’s room. The Cyclops was sitting in his chair in front of them.

“A cyclops!” One of the girls cried out. “How is this dungeon F-ranked? You lie- egh!”

As the girl with the shield spoke out, the cloaked girl pulled out a knife and slit her throat. Before the other two could react, she threw a knife into the throat of the spear girl. The third girl let out a scream, desperately pulling out her whip, but the cloaked girl leaped on her, pulling out another knife. She started stabbing the other girl. She tried to defend herself, but the cloaked girl attacked with an unhinged ferocity. After stabbing her a dozen times, the girl finally stopped moving.

The cloaked girl then stood and turned toward us. The Cyclops was frozen, as was I. It had all happened so quickly. My brain was shocked at the sudden death. There was blood all over the girl.

“How do you like my present?” she asked, stepping forward. “Did I make Daddy happy?”

The Cyclops couldn’t speak on his own, and I was just a spectator. The girl pulled back her hood, and I immediately recognized her as her yellow hair came into view. Even though her face had blood splattered across it, she still looked beautiful.

“She’s… Passion’s Summits leader?”

Of the women Diamond had brought away with her, I never thought I’d see any of them again. Why would this woman come back after everything that happened to her?

“I came home…” She smiled, her eyes filled with insanity, spreading open her cloak. “After all, Daddy needs to take responsibility.”

Under her cloak, she was only wearing her small clothes. The result was that her stomach was exposed, and it bloated out in a small bump. She was pregnant!

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