101 – (R-18) Backup
They’d been down in the dungeon for about an hour, now, and if Ari had to sum events up so far, she’d say things were going pretty well.
“You like them, don’t you?” Ari murmured into her opponent’s ear, hugging the bat-girl close, their tits pressed into each other’s. “My soft, slippery thighs wrapped around your cock. You like it. Fucking them.” She jerked her lower body back and forth with the same motion of the bat-girl’s thrusting, her enormous girl cock sandwiched tightly between Ari’s legs. Her thick shaft rubbed against Ari’s pussy, but however amazing that was on her side, the bat-girl was having a lot harder of a time keeping things together.
Opal hadn’t joined in, letting Ari handle this encounter herself—as Ari had requested. While teaming up on a single low level opponent was fun, sometimes, she also liked giving one-on-one personalized care.
Yes, she was a bad adventurer. Well established fact by now.
“So … so good,” the bat-girl whined, eyes squeezed tight and shaking her head, as if chiding herself for giving in. “I can’t stop. Your thighs feel too good.” Her movements became even more frantic, her and Ari’s stomachs clapping together as she fucked Ari’s thighs. Ari grinned, eagerly returning the movements, milking the bat-girl with her powerful, lubricated legs.
Ari’s battle strategy was pretty darn effective. The thigh-highs with the ‘Leg Lure’ effect, combined with coating her thighs with a sensitivity-increasing lubricant, meant she could milk her opponent using only the tight pressure of a thighjob with devastating efficiency. Of course, the lubricant had worked its way around the bat-girl’s cock, then spread to Ari’s pussy, so it wasn’t a completely free encounter … but again: she was getting pretty good at holding off.
Ari kissed her opponent as she finally started to come apart. She jerked back and forth, tasting the girl’s moans as she buried her fingers into Ari’s ass and reached a desperate crescendo. It was a hard choice—her mouth, or pulling back and dropping to her knees and taking the load down her throat. But with how much monstergirls came, she’d only get to do that a few times before she was feeling distinctly full. So, having the bat-girl groan into her was an acceptable alternative.
Diligently, Ari worked out every sticky string, until the bat-girl was left wobbly-legged and vaguely vacant-looking. She was a level three, where Ari was level six, and with a lot of experience, items, and class advantages to back her up.
Ari basked in that expression—the hazy eyes of a monstergirl well milked. She planted one more kiss on her opponent’s lips, then asked, “Hey. Do you know which way Cece is?”
“Ce … ce?” She still seemed to be coming down from her explosive high, head swimming.
Ari flexed her legs, squeezing an enormous cock between powerful thigh muscles. The bat-girl groaned, and Ari’s teasing had the right effect: it cleared away some of her exhaustion, bringing her back to reality.
“Cece,” the bat-girl repeated. “Um. W-Wait. The alraune?”
“That’s her.” Ari had already worked her way through a few hallways and rooms, so she knew by now that—strangely—her opponent monstergirls recognized Cece’s name. Monstergirl’s past lives remained past their transformation, somewhat. Claire remembered a lot of her friends back at the Hive. Ari still wanted to visit, soon. So many other things to take care of, though. “I want to chat. Can you point me her way?”
She seemed briefly hesitant, clearly wondering whether that was something she was supposed to be doing. Leading an opponent to her superior was probably something a subordinate ought not to do.
“She’ll want to see me,” Ari promised. “We had a lot of fun last time, and I promised her I’d come back.”
The bat-girl took that at face value. Whether that was because Ari came off as a trustworthy person, or that newly-sapient monstergirls were easy to convince, she didn’t know for sure.
In either case, she wasn’t lying. She had promised Cece she’d visit again, and Cece had seemed excited by the prospect.
“Okay. Um, I’ll give you some directions.”
“You’re a sweetheart.”
***
[Transform]
The enormous plant monster disappeared in a puff of smoke, and a familiar-looking half-monster, half-girl appeared, blinking in surprise.
“Cece!” Ari cried, a smile splitting her face. “I’m back!”
“Ari,” she said. “Oh.”
Cece was clearly disoriented from her sudden transformation—for the second time—into a monstergirl. Ari used that to her advantage. She jogged forward, clambered up the bulky flower-base, and stepped into the thick pink-liquid pool where Cece’s more-human body sprouted from. She scooped Cece up in a hug and laughed in delight. She didn’t spring into action, probably realizing Ari wasn’t trying to ‘push an advantage’—just that she was happy to see Cece.
“You returned,” Cece commented idly. Like the last time Ari had fought her, she spoke in a removed, passive tone. She wasn’t unfriendly, but … non-emotive? Definitely that. It had taken a lot of work before Ari had started extracting inappropriate noises—and expressions other than a blank face. Which had made it twice as worth the effort.
“Of course I came back. I told you I would.” She pulled back, still smiling. “Oh. This is Opal.” Turning around, she gestured at her slime-girl teammate, who waved in friendly greeting. Opal was observing the interaction, intrigued.
Cece inclined her head at the pink goo-girl, then turned back to Ari, quirking an eyebrow. “I’m pretty sure this isn’t how things are supposed to go. We should be fighting.”
“Not yet. I wanted to chat.”
Cece seemed amused, then … she paused, as if remembering something.
Then, an almost regretful expression crossed her face.
Huh?
“You came back,” Cece repeated. “That means … she knows by now. She’s sent someone already.” She pulled back from Ari, frowning. “I just have to delay you. No choice. I’m under orders.”
She? Sent someone? Orders?
Ari didn’t know what the heck was going on.
“Come again?”
Cece pulled back, the many vines comprising her body starting to swirl to life, but then she paused—and a grinding noise came from the back of the miniboss room, a hidden doorway revealing itself. Ari peeked over Cece’s shoulder.
“Ah,” Cece said. “Already here.” She patted Ari’s back reassuringly. Her vines stilled, like she no longer intended to fight Ari. “She wants you defeated before she holds audience. This isn’t fair, but you’ve drawn her attention. What did you think would happen?”
Ari gaped, her brain grinding to a halt. Something had emerged from the secret doorway.
[Minotaur - Lv. 36]
“The fourth floor boss,” Cece explained. “The Core didn’t want to leave it up to chance. I guess … have fun?”