Episode 110 - The Viper's Trap! (Part 2)
After venturing some ways into the dungeon and taking a few breaks along the way, I got curious about the reward Lizbet had earned for submitting to me—the effects of her Esser Kinesis. I'd just figured it was something like Jedi Force powers, but watching her use it made me think she could do all sorts of things with it.
"Come to think of it, Lizbet, I never really got the details on your new skill. What's it do, exactly?"
"Hmm... it lets me exert force on objects... You've seen me move things with it already..."
"Slurp, glrk♡ Chuuuup♡ Glrk, sluuurp♡"
Lizbet pondered for a moment, then took a step forward in front of me as if climbing stairs—and suddenly floated up into the air.
...Holy shit. Levitation... or something?
"Like this. I can apply force to objects within my magic range. Right now, I'm using the skill under my feet to lift myself up."
She landed softly back on the ground, then came over to my side with a smile. This was incredible. It felt like she could do anything with it.
"So... could you, like, make a monster's heart explode or something?"
"Nope, can't do that. I can only exert force on the surface of objects."
"Smooch♡ Sluuuuurp, chuup♡ Glrk♡ Pffft, churuup♡"
I'd been hoping we could just crush monsters easily from now on, but no such luck. A bit disappointing, since I'd thought it'd be a free ride.
"And it uses more Esser than you'd think. For light objects... like this staff, I could levitate it all day and carry it around. But the more force I apply, the more it spikes in consumption. And the farther the distance, the worse it gets. Probably... I could lift someone nearby for about five minutes?"
"Slurp! Glrk, sluuurp! Chrp, gluuuup♡ Chuuuup♡"
So, not for moving light stuff around constantly—more like briefly halting movement, like before. Still, it was a damn good skill. With this, we could probably target monsters a rank or two higher than what we'd normally hunt.
"Hmm... considering the Esser cost, maybe the best use is just briefly stopping movement..."
"But it's a skill I got for submitting to and serving you, Master. So use it however you want whenever you need it♡ ...Like with this right now♡"
"Sluurp, glurk♡ Pffft, gluuub♡ ...Slurp♡"
As she said that, Lizbet leaned down, squatted, and buried her face in my crotch—giggling as she watched Klea deepthroating my horse cock right to the hilt.
"Ahaha♡ Look at her, serving Master's horse cock all the way down her throat with such a blissful face. Impressive, Klea♡"
During our rest breaks in the dungeon, Lizbet and Klea had taken turns sucking the horse semen out of my cock like it was the most natural thing in the world. I'd been kinda looking forward to this setup, but seeing their bellies now, I couldn't help feeling both pleased and amazed.
Incredibly, the two of them claimed my horse semen was more than enough—they hadn't touched the rations or water, filling themselves up like it was fuel for their bodies. Thanks to that, all the food and water ended up being mine... Was this really okay?
"Uh... not to bring it up now, but even if my horse semen comes in huge loads, is it really fine to live off just that? And Lizbet, you even took a creampie once..."
I glanced at Lizbet's bulging belly as I spoke. Her stomach was sticking out like she was pregnant, thanks to all the horse semen I'd fed her by mouth and pumped straight into her womb. It was shrinking bit by bit as time passed, but with the sheer volume, it wasn't going down fast.
Sure, absorbing that much in just an hour or two was impressive... but still, the amount was insane. Klea was only slightly bloated from one anal session, but if I came down her throat now, she'd probably puff up even more than Lizbet.
Even so, wasn't filling their stomachs solely with horse semen kinda risky...?
"It's fine♡ Master's horse semen is way more amazing than you think♡ I could probably live off nothing but it for a month? Anything longer might be pushing it health-wise. And the womb... hehe♡ no need to worry♡"
"Pwahaa...♡ Y-Yes... with Master's horse semen filling my belly... I don't feel hungry at all. And every time my body absorbs it... this weird strength wells up inside me...♡"
Klea pulled her head back, tilting it to speak—supplementing Lizbet's words—before shoving my horse cock deep down her throat again.
Semen was just protein, right? No way it had that much nutrition... and it gave her strength? Maybe my horse semen had some narcotic component. Drugs could create that illusion of energy, from what I'd heard. Kinda worrying. Should I get it tested somewhere?
That unease flickered through me, but I couldn't resist the pleasure surging through my cock and ended up blasting another load straight down Klea's throat.
...Yeah, whatever. As long as we're in the dungeon, it should be fine. They're even seeming stronger in fights against the demon beasts.
After Klea's finishing cleanup blowjob, I tucked the two big-bellied girls under my arms and resumed exploring the dungeon.
After several more breaks and explorations—where they took turns enjoying my horse cock one by one—we noticed it was getting late and decided to camp at a suitable spot.
Bedtime. The two of them, still bloated, gave me these expectant looks... but I reined them in, telling them to get some proper sleep while we were in the dungeon.
The dungeon didn't seem too threatening, but I'd heard some demon beasts patrolled the whole place... More than that, as night fell, even in this empty dungeon, a weird gut feeling told me not to get complacent. My heart was restless for some reason.
I wasn't consciously aware of it, but maybe it was because I was the guild master now—staying on edge?
They looked a little disappointed but nodded, sensing my serious mood, and said they understood.
I stood watch almost all night in that tense state, then switched with the two who woke up in the morning and caught a quick nap.
After that uneventful night, we geared up again, packed our things, and moved out.
"...I think the boss is somewhere up ahead..."
About an hour after we started moving again, Klea pointed down one path at a four-way fork.
Gonpas Dungeon was a maze of branching paths, but with Klea's sensing ability, we'd been progressing smoothly without a hitch. Already at the boss? If I shifted to horse form for a quick getaway, we'd probably take first place.
Not that I'd planned it, but it felt like Klea was one step closer to becoming a saint... What to do. Still debating whether to make her one or not. Power would be nice, sure... Eh, I'll think about it after we clear this.
"Grab the boss and head straight out? The dungeon vanishes once all the demon beasts and the boss are down and everyone's out, right?"
"You don't have to kill them all. The exact condition for collapse is the Tesser ratio. If we skip the beasts and just do the boss, who knows—but since we've taken some out on the way, beating the boss with the highest Tesser should make it vanish."
Apparently, reducing the dungeon's internal Tesser below a certain level was the trigger for collapse.
"...But... something feels off. I've never sensed anything like this before..."
Klea, who'd been quiet, tilted her head again like she had when we first entered.
"The boss is dangerous or something?"
"Not that... It's like something's being hidden... Sorry. Hard to explain. It's a totally new sensation..."
Hidden? Hmm... like a boss with ambush troops?
"Let's rest just before the boss room and think it over. We'll sense more up close."
"...Yes. I'll focus and try to figure it out."
I took the lead down the narrow dungeon path for a while... until a vast open space opened up ahead.
That had to be the boss room beyond... but what was that weird magic circle on the floor? Another trap like last time?
I glanced at Lizbet; she tilted her head too, shaking it with a puzzled look.
After checking the magic circle for a moment, I grabbed their hands with a tense feeling and slowly stepped into the wide chamber.
"...So you came after all."
The magic circle rippled, and several people appeared. One, two, three... five standing and staring at us, with one more sitting on a rock in the middle, head bowed.
The seated figure slowly raised his head, glaring at us with sharp eyes.
"...Sigh. I was hoping you'd give up halfway and turn back..."
A man in his late twenties to early thirties swept his blond hair to one side. His face looked clean-cut at a glance, but his clothes, accessories, and the tattoo snaking from his face down his neck gave off total thug vibes.
On the back of the hand of this boss-looking guy was a guild emblem—a snake I'd seen somewhere before.
"Welcome to the viper's den. Sister Klea."
The blond man's face twisted into something ugly.