Jungle Switch and Midnight Cravings
"It'd be good to check our food supplies before we head out. Jaesung, how's our stock looking?"
Kim Sun-uk, true to form as the party leader, prioritized the most critical issue first. Our food was essentially our remaining time.
"We've got enough for about a week."
"Really!? That's a ton—you guys came prepared."
"Looted it from that Demonic party's bags. Who knew it'd be such a godsend."
I lied smoothly. The stockpile in my inventory could feed all ten of us for a year easy. Food wasn't my problem anymore.
"Whew... Why do all the tough breaks pile up like this...?"
Kim Sun-uk let out a weary mutter. From his perspective, this expedition was a nightmare on steroids. Nearly wiped out by zombies, barely survived only to get backstabbed by Demonic, his girlfriend raped, and now the exit path flipped. Damn, the poor bastard. Dungeons just didn't vibe with him.
Once we'd regrouped, we trudged across the frozen tundra. Map said the next room was the mountain one, then beach, field, and exit. Not far distance-wise—we could make it by tonight.
We hustled to the door leading to the next room. Yeonji, up front, swung it open.
"Huh?"
Beyond the door loomed a dense jungle. Like we'd stepped into the Amazon—minus that massive wall in the distance, we'd have sworn it was.
"This isn't right...? Wasn't the next one the mountain with the sirens?"
Yeonji tilted her head. She was spot on.
"Door's correct. That's definitely the one with the lake way off in the distance."
Jisu confirmed it—we'd come through this exact door before.
"Did this change too?"
Kim Sun-uk's wide-eyed question got a reluctant nod from me.
"Looks like it."
Way back was gone. Or rather, swapped—but same difference.
"This is a headache. Gotta scout a new path now."
Kim Sun-uk's voice dripped unease.
"Everyone holding up stamina-wise? How about we rest here a day?"
"Here?"
Sujin cocked her head at his suggestion.
"Yeah. Unlike the cave, no hostile monsters in sight. Chilly, but no mobs is a huge plus."
Sujin nodded. Yeonji, eyes glued to the frozen lake's beauty, chimed in.
"Feels too early to camp—we haven't been at it that long. We could clear a few more rooms."
Yeonji favored blazing our own trail over passive waiting. Rina and Jisu agreed.
"I'm with Yeonji unnie. Wasting time sitting still changes nothing."
"Me too! It's freezing here anyway."
My party's vote was unanimous. Chinese food run sounded perfect right about now.
"We're for moving out."
Kim Sun-uk tallied his group like I did.
"I'm beat... This is my limit."
"I'd rather crash here. Exhausted."
"I... think I can push a bit more."
His party wanted rest—everyone but Jang Hana.
The ordeal had worn them down body and soul. Those two dealers got roughed up by Demonic too—physically and mentally drained. Endless path-hunting in that state? Brutal. Their call made sense.
Jang Hana shot me an anxious glance. I could tell she was leaning on me.
'Way better than that weak-ass crew.'
Her pep probably came from our fuck session. Sex with me? Wakes you up even in your sleep.
"Jaesung, we're camping here. Your side?"
"We're pushing on."
Parties split. Kim Sun-uk panicked predictably.
"One day won't hurt. Dungeons are deadly—better move at full strength. My team's wiped."
"Can't linger forever. Food's finite. Path might be way more twisted than we think. Head out now or regret it later."
My crew stood firm. He kept pitching, but I stonewalled.
"Sun-uk oppa! I'm for moving too."
Jang Hana finally jumped in, voice steely. Kim Sun-uk's flustered face soured further.
"H-Hana. But the others are beat. Pushing now risks disaster if we hit mobs."
"Like Jaesung said, time's short. We gotta find our own exit. Tired, sure—but we can move. Rest after we escape."
"But..."
Tension crackled between the couples. Watching was hilarious.
"Alright, enough. Compromise: camp one day, break at dawn sharp. Deal?"
I tossed a fair split. Kim Sun-uk grimaced but nodded; Jang Hana smiled faintly in agreement. One night it was.
Feels like minus fifteen here. Dungeon suits' insulation saved our asses—otherwise, misery.
Shoveling frozen dirt was a slog. Normies would've slaved hours for a shallow pit. Lucky us—hunters with beast strength.
"Dig drainage too—rain might hit overnight. Rest of you, firewood."
Setting camp outdoors? Tough but fun. Yeonji and Jisu pitched tents; me, Sujin, Rina scrounged rocks and fuel. Stone fire pit, flames crackling.
"Everyone cold? Coffee coming up."
Never skip dungeon coffee luxury. Both parties finished tents same time. Boiled water, instant mix, passed around. Kim Sun-uk's fatigued mug eased a bit.
Tents: guys one, girls one. Four dudes including me, six ladies. Paired up. I drew Kim Sun-uk.
Night fell. Watches by draw—I lucked out, off-duty.
"Feels like I'm mooching off you nonstop, Jaesung. Sorry... Toughest raid since I awakened."
In the tent, he spilled his guts raw. Stress-ravaged voice rasped like a brutal cold.
"No need to beat yourself up. I'm in your debt too."
"Huh? You? I've never helped you once..."
"Haha. Long story."
Fucking his girl made this ordeal worthwhile. If he knew? Total meltdown.
Fun to imagine him snapping, but nah. Even as Satanology prof, I'm not that demonic.
"Sigh... Can't believe you're 9-rank. Ranks are just numbers, huh."
Mine blew past 9. Probably needs top 6 or 5 to match me. That Do Byeong-seok I smoked? Likely 6-rank.
He rambled a bit more, then snored like a tank. Exhaustion amped it up. Tempted to slap him quiet, but I endured. I'm magnanimous.
"Zzz—! Zzz—!"
No sleep in this racket.
I slipped out. Icy air nipped my cheeks. Breath puffed like it'd crystallize.
No lights but our lanterns. Starless sky, deep void—eerie as hell. Far wall's faint silhouette screamed dungeon.
"Who's there?"
Jisu's voice. Right—first watch was her. One from each party.
"J-Jaesung."
Kim's watch: Jang Hana. Perfect. Sun-uk cockblocked my sleep; time to torment his girl.
She backed off as I approached. Lantern-glow on her face? Priceless terror—like facing a beast. Spot on—I was wolf tonight.
Jisu clocked our vibe instantly. Sharp kid.
"Oppa! Seriously? Dungeon rules—no slacking! You say it till my ears bleed."
"Not slacking. Radar says penguins only. Safe zone."
Darkness Radar confirmed. Jisu shook her head fiercely.
"Back to tent! I'll reward you proper later."
"Now vs. later? No contest. Freezing—need to hug you warm."
Arms out for Jisu. She didn't fight it. Tough talk, but she blushed when I pulled her close. Mutual scents hit us both.
"Mmm... Oppa smells so good always. You like mine?"
Duh.
"Love it. Fresh post-bath softness, post-training sweat stink, morning tousled musk..."
"Perv~! Rina unnie would've decked you!"
"You hate it?"
"Hehe, love it. Sweat after workouts? My fave. Hee~!"
Jisu ranked second to Yeonji in perversion. Grows on you more each time.
"All unnies too. Nobody hates your scent."
My girls adored my smell. Mutual—I cherished hers.
"Um... What're you doing on watch...?"
Jang Hana gawked, envy slipping through. Expected me to pounce her? Disappointed? She'd get hers eventually.
Savoring Jisu's aroma, hand slid to her ample chest. No resistance.
My hand slipped inside like homecoming. Plush, yielding skin enveloped my fingers.
"Eek~! Hands cold!"
"Your tits are so warm. Heart too?"
Soft as silk at rest, they gripped like dough when squeezed. Pure bliss.
"Hehe. Like 'em?"
"Yeah. Perfection."
Second only to Sera's masterpieces.
"How much?"
"Sky-high, ground-deep."
"Lame~!"
Jisu giggled, lifting her top for easy access.
Fingers hunted her nipple. Kneading tits while teasing nips? Precision work. God-tier sex god? Easy.
Bumpy areola—goosebumps from cold? Fresh texture.
"Hnn...! Hnn...! Hnnng...! Not... in a dungeon...!"
"Trust oppa?"
"How with a wolf like you! Hnnng...! You know my weak spots too well. My tits...!"
Her flushed pout? Delicious. I licked her earlobe—hyper-sensitive. Juicy reactions every time.
Her body responded honestly. Fun ramp-up.
Left hand dove into pants. Groin dampness check: primed. Pussy craved cock.
Love juices slicked my fingers. Thumb and index tested viscosity. Varies by mood—even same girl. Recent epiphany.
Sticky today.
Built-up lust—no sex since dungeon entry.
Gazed at tomato-red Jisu. She averted eyes.
"Hnnng... Oppa. Jisu pussy's ready...!"
"Eh...!"
Jang Hana blinked in shock, eyes locked on us. I gave her the full show.
"Good. This what you want?"
No delay—pants down. My superior dick peeked from briefs. Cold shrunk it briefly, but prime feast ahead revived it. Steam rose. My heat laughed at the freeze.
"Cold—let's make it quick."
"Hehe, wanna go long? Bunny oppa~!"
"Who bunny? You're the year-round heat machine."
"True. No bunny packs this monster. Horse oppa then?"
Spot on—prime stallion.
Thrust in faster than usual. Chilly air? Her pussy clenched tighter. Stiff walls barely yielded.
Hands cupped ass—kept her off frozen ground. Little cares boost satisfaction.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Rhythmic hips, crisp friction echoed softly. Not wake-the-dead loud, but bathroom-break insomniac? They'd know.
Darkness Radar tracked all—everyone deep in tents. No slacking vigilance while pounding her.
"Mmm! Hnnng! Hnnng! Hnn! Hnnng! Oppa...! Cold! Faster...! Hug harder!"
Jisu clung, begging. Jang Hana's eyes curved like moons watching. Our bond shocked her.
My fucks pack way more punch than average. With tough girls like Jisu? Hardcore porn-level intensity.
No wonder the trauma. She'd fucked me, but watching? Different thrill.
"Ahhn...! Ahn...♥ Ahhhn...! This pace...! Perfect...♬ Oppa! Love you!"
"Love you! Gonna flood that pussy deep!"
I unloaded thick cum inside. Way more than usual.