Kyaong!
I hadn't been seeing things. Those were unmistakably the same familiar faces I'd spotted in the back alley just a short while ago.
"Heheh. A male. And the lionesses' male, no less..."
"We meet again, huh? And this time that thorn-in-our-side Leo Hart ain't around."
"Leo Hart would be one thing, but that little sister of hers ain't nearly as scary!"
The ones pinning my limbs—one to each arm and leg—were none other than the hyena saintesses. I'd watched the patrol drag them off not long ago. So what were they doing here?
They must have been clinging to the ceiling like spiders. There was a hatch leading up to the surface, but that opened onto Nemea's clinic. Hyenas, who got along with lionesses about as well as oil and water, would never have been able to waltz into someone else's place of business. They'd crawled in through some other route into the Underground Waterway and hung there waiting—just in case something like this happened.
"You should have been exposed to my Holy Power...!"
"Could it be that the effect is halved on those with particularly intense desires?"
"There's that, plus these hyenas are saintesses too, so the Holy Power's effect must have been halved!"
This miasma was something the dungeon had spent ages crafting—a toxin designed to bewitch those with powerful sexual appetites and bend them into its servants. That was why we'd been purifying it with the one method we'd stumbled upon by chance: Nemea's Holy Power, laced through with sexual pleasure. But perhaps, in the case of saintesses, that effect was cut in half.
The moment my eyes met several pairs of greedy, hungry stares, I passed the hypothesis I'd just arrived at to the naked Nemea, who was already growling as if she meant to tear them apart on the spot.
"...Or they could just be pretending to be under the miasma so they can have their way with me."
"What?!"
It was a completely new breed of miasma, one that parasitized human sexual desire and turned its victims into thralls—but at its core it was still a dungeon product. There was no way it wouldn't react to Holy Power at all. Like a drunk slowly sobering up as time passed, these hyenas had probably been jerked around by the dungeon's miasma at first, then grown suspicious of their own behavior, and shaken off its control one by one.
They'd just been using it as an excuse to jump the first guy who walked by.
And as if to put meat on the bones of that theory—
"Uh, well..."
"We've been made."
"But so what? What's that gonna do for ya?"
The hyena saintesses even glanced at their pack leader with looks that said, Do we keep acting, or...? as if they'd been caught in something mildly embarrassing. That settled it. These saintesses had broken free of the dungeon's thrall a long time ago. They'd just been hiding down here, playing along, hoping a few crumbs might fall their way.
"Heheh. Lookit that—already stripped naked and ready for mating."
"Ain't had a drop of cum on our clits in two whole weeks. 'Bout time we had ourselves a proper feast!"
"Leo Hart would be another story, but Nemea? We can take her just fine."
Still pinning my limbs, the hyena saintesses shot looks full of mockery at the naked Nemea, who was doing a devoted job of serving as my cock-sheath with that tiny pussy of hers. True to their opportunistic nature, they meant to snatch me away from Nemea—the slightly more manageable of the two sisters—and have their way with me, rather than pick a fight with Leo, whom they couldn't beat even if they piled on all at once.
"Get off him already?!"
"It's your big sister we're scared of, not you!"
"And your sister was doin' filthy stuff right in front of us! That was just a few hours ago—I can still see it clear as day!"
"M-my sister? What are you talking about?!"
Nemea demanded a proper explanation, insisting that if they were going to talk they could at least talk straight—but the hyena saintesses had no obligation to fill her in. They reached for her, meaning to drive her off.
"My sister did something dirty?! What does that even mean? More importantly, get your hands off him!"
"The strong one is your sister, not you! All you got is extra Holy Power!"
"Even if you're a lioness, ain'tcha heard? You hog a tasty meal all by yourself, the hyenas are gonna snatch it!"
"Our hunting ain't been going so well—how 'bout you share a little!"
"Get away! This male is mine! This is my cock!"
Kyaong—!
Even so, the hyena saintesses each had one hand occupied holding me down, which made this almost winnable. Nemea's tail stood bolt upright as she growled. A colossal lion wrought of Holy Power materialized at her back like the lion-skin Heracles had once worn, radiating threat—and the hyena saintesses answered in kind, Holy Power hyenas snarling as the two sides locked into a standoff.
"Nemea! Forget the small fry and take out the leader first—mph?!"
"The prize needs to shut his mouth!"
"Seriously, I can't just sit here and take this?!"
Graaah—!!
The pack leader clamped a hand over my mouth herself. That was the last straw. Nemea cracked the nearest hyena saintess across the cheek, and the Holy Power lion swept its forepaw in perfect time with the blow.
"Gack!"
"Everyone pile on!"
"I already told you—you ain't Leo Hart, and you ain't that scary!"
"Just crawl into a corner and rub your clit in defeat like a good girl!"
"Hey!"
Hands came at Nemea from every direction. She tried to fight them off, but she was hopelessly outnumbered, and with arms reaching in from all sides—someone even caught her tail—she couldn't catch a break.
Kyaong-kyaong—!
I should help her somehow... but what can I even do?
I wracked my brain for any scrap of a plan, but nothing useful came to me. Then Nemea's whole body jerked as they seized her tail.
Schlurp—♡
"Oh."
In the exact instant that her tiny, furiously overheated pussy clenched down to assert ownership of my cock against every other shameless cunt in the room, something struck me like lightning. I shot out the right hand that had just been freed and grabbed Nemea by the thigh.
"W-what are you doing?!"
"I saw it somewhere—rotation is infinite power!"
"What?! Kya—kyaaaaaaah?!"
Schluuuuurp—!!
I spun Nemea's body with everything I had, my right hand several times stronger than usual after a full day of being wrecked and healed in cycles. Still biting down on my cock with her pussy, Nemea started whirling in place like a dancer on a pole.
"I think I saw a move like this in some fighting game. Huh. It actually works."
"Aaagh?!"
"What the—are you insane?!"
Schluuurp—♡
Spinning to the right, Nemea climbed my cock like a screw as she turned. Her arms and tail became a perfect blend of offense and defense, batting the hyena saintesses' hands away and even landing counters.
"I'm so dizzy... m-my pussy feels so good again, I'm gonna cummmm...♡"
"Oh boy. So that's a side effect."
"Nnghiiiit—even though I'm dizzy it feels so good. I'm going to have a pussy orgasm♡"
It wasn't as if I were holding her by the hands and spinning her. I was whirling her around with my cock still buried inside, which meant it was scraping every spot it had never been able to reach before.
"Hey! Somebody stop her!"
"You do it, boss! How're we supposed to stop that?"
"Just leave her. She'll spin till she gets sick of it and stop on her own."
With fully six saintesses packed into one spot, there wasn't even a gap for the dungeon's miasma to seep through. The hyena saintesses hesitated at the sight of Nemea's ongoing pussy mega-spin, then settled into a leisurely strategy meeting anyway.
About three minutes passed like that.
Schluuuuurp—♡
"Stop meeeee—haaah—m-my pussy's going again. Your cock's spinning into my cervix and I'm cumming agaaain♡"
"...So when is she gonna stop?"
"She should've keeled over on her own by now. Looks like she's gonna keep spinning till the sun goes down."
"She's still going. At this rate she'll be spinning till tomorrow."
The hyena saintesses stirred at the sight of Nemea still whirling at a ferocious clip—and then their eyes slid, slowly and collectively, toward me, the one spinning her like a top.
"This male's the problem!"
"Grab him, grab him!"
"Aaagh?!"
My limbs were locked down all over again. Nemea's body, which had been spinning hard enough to leave afterimages, gradually lost speed and then stopped completely. Her pussy and womb, after the grand rotation that had taken place inside them, were spread wide open. If someone had hoisted her up right then, she would have slid right off.
"Aheeeh... haah... m-my pussy, my woooomb...♡"
"Heheh. See? She spun herself exhausted. Can't even put up a fight now."
"Alright, let's have the boss take him first, then we'll—huh?"
BOOM—!! BOOM—!!
A thunderous crash echoed from somewhere. The hyena saintesses, who had been cackling in the certainty of victory and the prospect of having me, suddenly looked grim.
"Hold on... what's that wall-smashing sound?"
"This is a maze. You don't need to smash walls to... wait. No way..."
"Right? Nobody would smash through walls just to get here."
"I-I think she's coming...?!"
And right on cue, one of the hyenas picked up the whistle hanging from my neck with trembling fingers, a hopeful hunch flickering across her face, and blew it.
"Hey, wait...?!"
TWEEEEET—!
A sharp-eyed hyena lunged to stop her, but the whistle had already gone off, the blast ringing and echoing through the Underground Waterway.
KRAAAAAASH—!!
"Leo!"
"Sister!"
With a roar from a nearby passage, a lioness burst from the rubble and dust, radiating a terrifying aura as if she meant to tear them apart this instant, and charged the hyenas surrounding me and Nemea.
The hyena saintesses' faces went white.