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“Take it easy, Ais. I know that the Dea Saint said that you're fully healed, but it's only been a week since our expedition. Don't overexert yourself.”
“...yes.”
“And no need to pout. I accompanied you to the dungeon as promised, no? You mustn't overdo it because of that creature.”
“Mhmm…”
Two figures talked as they walked through the dungeon. Having just been to the lower floors to “get back into the swing of things” after having been injured and on doctor's (Airmid’s) orders of house arrest, these two legendary first class adventurers just finished their first casual trip back to the dungeon, at the request of the rather expressionless blonde.
The conversation itself sounded like a mother scolding her daughter…which wasn't far off from their true relationship.
Walking down the dark halls of the dungeon were two executives of Loki Familia and level 6 adventurers. Vice-captain of Loki Familia, high elven princess of all elves, “Nine Hell” Riveria Ljos Alf and previous record holder of the fastest level up and pride and joy of Loki Familia, the “Sword Princess” Ais Wallenstein.
Both women were paragons of beauty, some of the few mortals rivaling even the beauty of the immortal Deusdea from high above. Some could say that Riveria or Ais even surpassed the looks of certain Gods and Goddesses.
Considering both of their lineages, either of them being extraordinary wasn’t that big of a surprise.
Riveria was the last living member of the royal high elf bloodline, spanning over millenia, even through ancestors like member of Albert Waldstein’s party and older sister of the high elven queen Rishena, Celdia. At 99 years young, Riveria held the respect of every elf in the world. Even fanatics of Freya Familia like Hedin or Hogni respected her only second to the Goddess of Beauty herself. She was an unreachable monolith far beyond anyone’s reach. Loki had played a genius hand recruiting her into her Familia as the 2nd member all those decades ago.
Ais herself was one of the few people alive whose bloodline could even surpass those of the royal high elven family in importance in the world’s history. Daughter of the legendary hero Albert Waldstein, the single person who had managed to wound the One-Eyed Black Dragon, and daughter of his spirit companion, the Great Spirit Aria, Ais was an impossibility that shocked even the gods. A direct descendant of a human and a spirit, something that had never been thought to be possible, not only gave her the beauty of a supernatural being, but also blessed her with her mother’s magic, Ariel. Having been in the Loki Familia ever since being rescued from the ice in the dungeon, Ais had been on a mad sprint of dangerous proportions to get stronger. Only the friendships of Tiona and Tione, and later Lefiya, had gotten her to slightly slow down. And recently, a certain white-haired rabbit that she had been training before their expedition to the 59th floor had only amplified the soothing of the black flame in her heart.
To ordinary women and men, either woman seemed unapproachable. If one were to even conceive the idea of romantically approaching Riveria in any way, shape or form, every elf alive would possibly kill them to protect “the princess’ purity”. Meanwhile Ais, even being the unaware airhead that she was, had already rejected over a thousand proposals in her lifetime. Never had she ever had any interest in anything romantic…until a certain adventurer hadn’t left her mind ever since he ran away from her after she had slain the minotaur (whose presence was the fault of Loki Familia).
Now a few weeks after that fact, her “interest” and crush in that rabbit had only amplified. Finding him knocked out on the floor in a minddown and giving him a lap pillow at Riveria’s advice, only for him to run away…missing him on the 10th floor while protecting his back from orcs…finally getting to talk to him after cornering him with his advisor Eina…training him for over a week, witnessing his determination to get stronger, admiring him over it, and discovering her love for giving him lap pillows and patting him whenever she could…seeing his fight against the irregular red minotaur and being in awe at his first adventure…meeting him on the 18th floor, an impossibility for a rookie adventurer like him, after Loki Familia had finished their expedition to the 59th floor…this young adventurer occupied Ais’ mind more than any other man ever had. A development that Riveria as her mother figure, as well as Finn and Gareth, or even Tiona and Tione were very happy to see. Seeing Ais care about anything other than getting stronger and slaying monsters was a miracle in itself.
If she was being honest, this walk back to the surface reminded Ais of when she alongside Riveria did so a few weeks ago, after she had fought against and won against the floor boss Udaeus all by herself, which granted her the level up from level 5 to 6. Only this time, all the exhaustion she felt in her bones wasn’t from today, but from the expedition to the 59th floor a week ago. She had heard that Bell had also done something amazing on the 18th floor after they had left the save zone, but with the guild’s gag order on the incident, not even the top brass of Loki Familia knew more than that.
Thinking about Bell made Ais’ heart flutter. Normally expressionless beyond belief, not even Ais’ moniker as “Doll Princess” could stop her cheeks from slightly flushing. Something that wasn’t unnoticed by Riveria, as she sent the blonde a knowing smirk. Ais just pouted in response as Riveria chuckled into her hand.
Now that her head was thinking about the white rabbit, Ais couldn’t help but think how similar this situation felt from a few days ago when they had come across the unconscious rookie on the floor. Her chest throbbed as she thought about how cute Bell had looked. She remembered coming across his body on the ground in the dungeon, having just gotten his first mind down after presumably unlocking his magic for the first time.
Having heard that he was level 2 now had astonished the Sword Princess to no end. She was both impressed and slightly jealous of his growth rate as the duo finally reached some of the higher floors. But considering what he had done against that minotaur, nobody in Ais’ mind deserved to break her previous record more than Bell Cranel.
Even though both of them were level 6s, Ais and Riveria were slightly sweaty, considering the kind of floors they had just went to…which meant their clothes, outfit and armor clung to their ridiculously curvy, obscenely proportioned, thiccccccccc bodies like a second skin, accentuating every minor detail as even their enormous, army-feeding nipples were poking through. Considering how much Ais was thinking of Bell, hers were rock hard without her even noticing.
Riveria was wearing her usual outfit, the Fairy King’s Holy Robe, consisting of a green battle robe with yellow borders, one that clung to her body and showed off her tremendous tits, a white cloak over it that neither fully hid the voluptuousness of her massive milkers or tremendous booty cheeks, a black belt that was struggling with her wide hips, a yellow sash accentuating everything, black leggings giving it their all to contain her thunderous thighs and long brown boots that only accentuated her impossible sexyness. Every step sent her curves wobbling and jiggling as the dignified high elf ignored any staring. Her jade-colored hair was tied into a ponytail that reached her waist and deep valley of an ass crack. Her jade eyes shined with intelligence. Her long elven ears, much longer than a half-elf’s or even a regular elf’s, signified her status as a royal high elf. Her exceptional beauty truly made her, a mortal, even more beautiful than a number of Goddesses. At 170cm of height, Riveria was taller than most women she knew. Considering her body and role as the ‘mama’ of Loki Familia, one couldn’t be blamed to call her mommy, (even if that was a sure way to draw the princess’ ire).
In her hand was Magna Alfs, her silvery white staff made from mithril and holydite. It looked so noble that one couldn’t even guess how many monsters Riveria had beaten to death with it in a single hit. Having been ordered by Loki herself to be created, it was a first class mage weapon of exceptional quality, with Magna Alfs considered to be one of the five best staves in the entire world. With Nine magic treasure stones embedded at the head, Riveria truly looked like the strongest mage that she was, even surpassing a fellow elf like Hedin Selland in fire power.
Most women standing next to Riveria would pale in looks and beauty. But Ais Wallenstein was one of the few exceptions to this in the world.
Ais was wearing her typical outfit, which consisted of a white and black battle cloth, one the sole reason for many boners as she walked by, as the white fabric clung to her like a second skin. It showed the entirety of her perfect, fair-skinned back. Having been tricked into thinking that showing more skin was the making of a strong adventurer, a lot of sideboob was showing…and considering how oversized Ais’ globeknockers were, this meant a lot of sideboob. With her entire body being slightly sweaty, the white fabric was slightly seethrough, showing her huge, erect nipples and clinging to her perfect tummy, showing her naval. On her arm were black arm covers, that gave Ais an alluring look. Her battle cloth also functioned as a skirt, entirely unprepared for covering possibly the fattest ass in all of Orario. Ais had been blessed with a calamity-twerk-inducing hyper giga mega blubbery fat uber dump truck of an ass, one that had strained many benches and couches in her life, something the airhead was completely unaware of. On her legs were long, thigh-high blue boots. One could hear the leather basically screaming with strain, as Ais’ treetrunk thunder thighs nearly made the poor boots burst. Lots and lots of squishy thighmeat was flowing out of the top of the boots as they gave Ais’ ridiculously meaty legs a sexy, alluring and frankly obscene “squish”. Having been in the dungeon, Ais was also wearing her armor, making her truly look like a knight, the Kenki, the Sword Princess. Her armor included a head guard, a breastplate, which had to be made bigger in size for her growing milkers once a month by Tsubarki, arm guards, hip guards that clung to her ridiculously, child-(army)-birthing hips and knee guards.
Being one of the few people that was equal to Riveria looks wise, even without her ridiculous proportions, Ais was a complete bombshell. The famous Sword Princess was an extremely beautiful young woman, often said to rival the beauty of Goddesses and attracting the gaze of many, many people. With long, blonde, golden hair, her beautiful golden eyes and a slender body, stacked to the brim with tremendous curves, it was no surprise how sought after Ais was. She bore a striking resemblance to her mother, Aria. And without any doubt, Ais was certain to grow past her current 162cm of height and undergo further physical maturation, surpassing even Riveria as her future curvier and taller frame might even rival a Goddess like Freya herself.
Clanking back and forth within its sheath was Desperate, Ais’ first class weapon. Due to being made out of Durandal, Desperate was a special weapon that cannot be broken, allowing its continued use for the wielder. This was extremely necessary as Ais’ brutal fighting style needed an unbreakable weapon. Having been crafted by Goibniu Familia specifically for Ais, the sword cost 99,000,000 valis, a number that made even the Sword Princess tremble. But even it’s unbreakability could be overcome by Ais were she to use Ariel and Avenger to their fullest extent, her potential ridiculous even for a level 6 adventurer.
Every step sent Ais’ massive titties sloshing back and forth as every step made her gargantuan booty cheeks loudly clap clap clap clap with every step, sweaty sprays of ass sweat mist shooting out with every collision of her dump truck gigabooty cheeks. Both Riveria and Ais were curvy enough to make a lesser person cum just at the sight of them…
Riveria noticed Ais in thought and couldn’t help herself but comment.
“Ais, you seem to be lost in thought more and more often…and I can guess the reason.”
“...?”
“You’re thinking of Bell Cranel, aren’t you?”
“?!”
Ais’ eyes widened as Riveria smiled at the blush deepening on the blonde’s face. The high elf was glad that the girl was actually thinking about boys and not about revenge, getting stronger and slaughtering monsters for once. And Riveria couldn’t help but give her approval. Bell Cranel, even as a level 1 adventurer, was far worthier of Ais than any adventurer in the city. His fight against the minotaur as a mere level 1 adventurer had also helped them fight and defeat the demi-spirit on the 59th floor when morale was low and defeat imminent, so there were many reasons to be grateful to the “Little Rookie”. And to nobody, not even she herself would admit it, but just like Ais, Riveria found the rabbit of a human rather cute.
Riveria continued teasing and prodding Ais about Bell, enjoying the unusual expressions on the normally expressionless girl. Happy enough to be lost in her own thoughts, Riveria missed as Ais’ breath stopped as the girl suddenly went still. Only noticing it when she looked behind her, she followed Ais’ gaze…
“Riveria, it’s him.”
“Once again, like this? That boy may be even more reckless than even you, Ais!”
Once again, passed out on the dungeon floor, was Bell Cranel. Neither Ais nor Riveria could even imagine why he was passed out, but considering that neither the prum nor smith from his party were here, it was not a leap to think that he had snuck out by himself to test something. His poor Goddess was probably worried already. Maybe he had been testing a new skill of some sort? Riveria could only shake her head, muttering about how youngsters were far too reckless with this kind of stuff.
“Ais, let’s check up on hi–?!”
Before Riveria could even finish her sentence, Ais moved. Shooting forward with her top speed, only someone above level 5 could keep track of the Sword Princess’ movements as she instinctively put Bell’s head onto her rather thick and thunderous thighs, giving him a lap pillow that looked as if she had practiced it over a thousand times. Riveria couldn’t even begin to imagine what she had awakened inside of Ais with her joke of giving Bell a lap pillow over a week ago. Within that timeframe, Ais had completely fallen in love with giving the rookie adventurer lap pillows whenever she had knocked him out during training. It had become so ingrained into her routine, that Ais didn’t even need to think about doing so.
Riveria, the tender and romance-minded high elf that she was, couldn’t believe the audacity of her daughter figure!
“Ahem…that was unexpected of you, Ais. Have you been doing this often?”
“Yes. His hair is fluffy like a bunny’s. It’s very soothing.”
“Is it now?”
For once, Riveria felt a bit awkward as she slowly walked up to Ais giving Bell a lap pillow. If she remembered correctly, this was the exact location where they had first found him passed out a week ago after a minddown.
“It truly is an interesting set of events that we have found Bell Cranel in this exact position a second time. He deserves a scolding for being passed out in a place as dangerous as the dungeon.”
“Mhm…yes.”
A dangerous glint entered Ais’ eye. The rabbit was sure to be surprised by the “punishment” the Nine Hell and Sword Princess would give him for passing out, alone, with barely any armor on, in the dungeon.
Looking down at Bell, both Ais and Riveria couldn’t help but admire how cute the level 2 adventurer looked. If you were to walk by him on the street, you never would have guessed that this adorable boy could be the record holder the fastest level up, defeating an irregular minotaur as a level 1 adventurer and fighting the Black Goliath only shortly after ascending to level 2. Ais continued petting his hair as Riveria deliberately held herself back from pinching Bell’s cheeks.
Even Riveria couldn’t help her nipples hardening, just like Ais’, when looking at Bell. Unbeknownst to the high elf, the Sword Princess’ panties, which were stretched to their limits by her tremendous giga ass cheeks, were slightly moistened, not only by ass sweat, but by her slight arousal with her crush in her lap.
Bell Cranel was an extremely cute individual, possessing an androgynous , nearly cherub-like beauty. The young man was the object of fantasies of many women already, being considered extremely adorable. With his white hair and crimson eyes, many people compared him to a rabbit based on his appearance. In the dungeon, he was wearing the bare minimum. He was wearing his usual outfit, consisting of a long-sleeved black shirt underneath, which was showing how surprisingly built the young man was, black pants, a beige belt, brown shin-high boots and his light armor crafted by Welf. But what truly took both Ais’ and Riveria’s breath away, something neither adventurer had noticed before, was the gargantuan bulge straining Bell’s pants to their limits. If his grandfather were to see this scene right now, he would be crying tears of pride and joy.
Even though there were the cause of his problems more often than not, considering how often he needed to wash his musky hyper cock and balls to alleviate their musk even a little, lest he’d wake up with Hestia’s face buried inside of his nutsack, sucking on his gonads, Bell was completely unaware of just how much his burly, monstrous, womb-breaking, GARGANTUAN hyper bulge was stretching the fabric of his pants to their limits. Both Ais and Riveria wondered how they had never noticed it before…had their subconscious blended it out of their mind, so they wouldn’t just stare at his crotch whenever speaking to him? Both the high elf and half spirit were unsure…
The fog of musk was affecting even these two first-class adventurers. His extra sweaty crotch, from dungeon diving after having Hestia slobber all over his nuts and increasing his sperm production tenfold from the stimulus had only worsened his musk as it sent shivers down Ais’ and Riveria’s spines. Their instincts alone could tell them that Bell would be able to conquer any woman with this, and they didn’t even know his true size, compressed by his pants as he was! Not even a Goddess like Freya or Ishtar would come out unscathed…Loud churning and groaning and gurgling sounds escaped his tremendous jizztanks as if his body was already aware that he was in the thiccccccc lap of the love of his life, producing extra potent seed to knock up the Sword Princess in one fell swoop.
While Ais and Riveria were gawking at Bell’s crotch in shock and awe, he himself began to stir awake. Groaning, his eyes opened as he made eye contact with Ais. Seeing a blushing Ais looking down at him, her sweaty thighs beneath his head, her tremendous tits nearly in the way of seeing her face, with an equally beautiful and flabbergasted, curvy Riveria standing behind her, looking over Ais’ shoulder, shocked Bell awake fully.
“A-AIS-SAN?! R-RIVERIA-SAN?!”
Before either could answer, Bell’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. Worried, both of them looked at his hyper bulge as it literally began trembling, as if expanding as tears appeared in his black pants. Loud, booming churning escaped his sack as a large dollop of precum ballooned outwards from where his headsized cocktip lay. So shocked from the turn of events, not even the two level 6 adventurers could react to what happened next in time.
RRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPSHRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPP!!!!!!
All at once, the front of Bell’s usually very sturdy adventuring pants exploded apart into a shower of loose threads and confetti as the already colossal, floor-dragging, hyper bulge that had been straining them for the better part of a whole day suddenly doubled in size. The enormous, over-two foot, throbbing, trouser snake of a breeding-monster springing out to a mind boggling five-feet of ultra thick, vein riddled, sweaty, horse-shaming cockmeat. Having laid in Ais’ lap and waking up to the sight of his idol and the beautiful high elf princess had given Bell an immediate erection that just ripped his pants to shreds! His eyes rolling back, Bell groaned as the tight packaging of his cock and balls was finally removed as multiple feet of dickmeat and ballflesh surged forth!
Growing, lengthening and thickening, rising up and up and up beyond Ais’ head and nearly reaching Riveria’s standing height, a fleshy, sweaty pillar of womb-conquest thicker than either woman’s waist stood proud, before being dragged back down to the earth from its own excessive weight and bobbing in the air, shooting a multiple-gallon heavy rope of steaming, gloopy, glue-thick precum on the floor, containing more virility than half of Orario’s male population combined. The dense greasy mass of heroic cock flooded the floor with Bell’s scent as both Ais’ and Riveria’s breaths caught in their throats, their nipples hardening, panties moistening as their wombs throbbed at the sight. The massive bulbous tip of Bell’s bitchbreaker, easily double the size of his own head, was mere inches from the dungeon’s wall, with its giant sloppy piss slit twitching and puckering with arousal in what must seem like a perverted parody of a whale’s blowhole as it barfed up precum by the gallon.
But not only Bell’s monstercock had been unleashed. His veritable jizztanks, seed-kegs of absurd virility, containing enough sperm to impregnate every woman in Orario ten times over, were surging forward as well in a terrifying landslide of hot sweaty ballflesh. The gigantic spheres already having been so massive to be touching the floor, only having outward to grow now, with Bell being able to feel as they expanded to cover more and more ground, filling all the space available between his legs until even while unconscious from the relive, he was forced to widen his legs as his more than five foot nuts caused his lying legs to spread.
Now that his pants weren't in the way anymore, sweat-soaked and barely surviving as they had been, the thing that Bell often tried to prevent via extended washing, happened; with no barrier, nothing to even hold it slightly back, the accumulated musk of an entire day of fighting for his life unleashed with the hellish drone of a foggy wind and quickly began to fill the dungeon’s floor with yellowing fog, hitting Ais, Riveria and every woman that would pass through here…no wonder Hestia, Ryuu, Syr or Lili were as smitten as they were. Only other legendary heroes like Argonaut or Albert Waldstein have ever come close to how blessed Bell Cranel was when it came to size and virility.
Both Ais and Riveria were flabbergasted at the sight. The arousing smell wasn’t helping either.
“I…I didn’t know that that was physically possible…”
“R-Riveria, that isn’t normal, right?”
“N-No…it’s just as uncommon as…c-curves like ours…it looks like Bell Cranel shares more of our unique pains of being bigger than most than anticipated…”
“Mhm.”
Funnily enough, most women in Bell’s life were hyper curvy in one way or another, but that was for another time.
Bell was too embarrassed to even process the situation as he froze, while the two curvy, who he had just unintentionally flashed his hyper cock and balls to, discussed the situation above him. He had never blushed brighter in his entire life!
Just as he was witnessing right now, both Ais and Riveria were just as blessed/cursed with hyper curvy bodies, just as many women he knew. To mind came Hestia, Lili, Syr, Ryuu, Chloe, Anya, Lunoire, Nahza, or Eina. Or even other members of Loki Familia like Tiona, Tione or Lefiya. But even then, Ais and Riveria stood apart from the rest.
Ais’ white battle cloth was stretched to its limits by her sloshing milkers, each over three feet in circumference, capped off by ginormous nipples. Riveria took it even a step further as her robe had to accommodate her four foot titties. Her tights were struggling to contain her three foot thighs, while not even her robe and cloak could hide her over three foot wide individual ass cheeks. While Riveria beat Ais in the boob department, not even the high elf could contest how bottom-heavy the Sword Princess was. With four foot thunder thighs that made the leather of her blue thigh-high boots cry out in pain, and a five foot ass of pure, sweaty, blubbery, fat, ginormous, planetary, sloshing, clapping, wobbling gigabooty buttflesh was one of the few posteriors that could fully encompass Bell’s tremendous hyper cock. Maybe the both of them were even more compatible than anticipated…
Both Ais and Riveria began to subconsciously drool as Bell’s musk and the scent of his steaming lake of precum was filling their lungs. Slightly staggered by his virility, neither of them noticed the dungeon’s response to Bell’s cock and balls being unleashed. As if responding to his immense virility, both Ais and Riveria gasped as it sealed them off until it was satisfied. The dungeon’s walls twisted and turned around them, trapping Bell, Ais and Riveria on the floor they were currently at. This meant that with an even smaller space, the effects of Bell’s musk were even stronger on the two. Snapping out of it, blushing slightly, Riveria snapped orders at Ais as she cradled the shellshocked Bell.
“Ais, take care of Cranel! I’ll inspect our surroundings!”
Ais nodded as Riveria went to work. Quickly using her magic, she surmised that they were trapped in a space slightly smaller than a normal room. The walls still were as strong as they usually were, but considering how everything twisted, Riveria didn’t know the integrity of the space as she touched the wall.
“The dungeon may have twisted around us, but the material is still the same. A level 3 adventurer could burst through here without a problem, so neither of us should have any problems, Ais. But I don’t know how strong the integrity of the floor is, with this room sealing us in. Damaging the dungeon too much could cause bigger issues and a cave in that could endanger even other adventurers on the floor. I loathe to admit it…but let’s stay here and go along with whatever the dungeon has planned for us. Understood, Ais?”
Ais nodded, still transfixed on Bell’s towering monolith of a cock. She hadn’t stopped stroking his hair as Riveria deliberately avoided looking at Bell’s behemoth.
“What about B-Bell, Riveria? H-He has no pants now.”
“I-I’ll think about it! Just keep doing what you’re doing and help him if he needs something.”
Having her back turned towards eyes, her long high elven ears burning red, Riveria missed the dangerous glint in Ais’ eyes as she took in the high elf’s advice.
“Help him if he needs something…? Understood.”
It was a rare experience for Riveria to find her concentration lacking. Yet as she tried to focus on the dungeon walls around them she found that even her prodigious mind didn’t seem to be working right. No matter her attempts to focus she couldn’t ignore the rush of blood in her ears as her heart pounded. Couldn’t seem to catch her breath no matter how she panted. Every whiff of the absurd steamy musk filling the room sending fresh new lances of fire straight to her core. Suddenly she realized that she’d been grinding her heavy thighs together, so much arousal dripping from her sodden pussy that it was beginning to trickle down to the floor.
‘No, focus! FOCUS!’ She shook her head, unaware of the foggy look in her eyes or her brightly flushed cheeks. For all her time as an adventurer, Riveria yet had remarkably little experience when it came to matters of lust. Her own body’s reactions as shocking to her as the bizarre movements of the dungeon around them. ‘It locked us in when Cranel’s… when his… thing got out. It must be related. A reaction to- to-’ The elf shook her head again trying to shake away the distraction of her body. It was a mental battle she likened to fighting underwater. As though the smell of Cranel was slowly drowning her mind in the lust it was igniting.
“Ais, I think the dungeon wants-” Riveria turned back around and froze. So preoccupied with fighting her body’s reactions that she uncharacteristically had been ignoring her surroundings. Such as the loud sloppy wet sounds of Ais tongueing the slit of Bell’s immense dick. Her hands, gauntlets casually discarded to the side, jerking up and down his shaft the best they could. Thick powerful jets of pre-cum sprayed out every few seconds. Almost a gallon of heavy gloopy ball sludge splattering across Ais’ face with enough force to scatter it across the floor around them. Only for it to slowly sink into the floor, letting the small corner of Riveria’s mind that was still working properly know that she was right. “Ais?!” Riveria let out a particularly undignified squawk of disbelief. Ais’ eyes flicked up to her but she didn’t stop sucking at the slit that was so explosively releasing the pre-cum that she was gulping down. Her neck bulging with the sheer amount of thick seed she was swallowing every few seconds.
“C-can’t- HHNNNGGH!” Bell’s eyes were rolling from the force of pleasure he was feeling. Ais’ every simple movement sending shocks of sensation down his cock and straight into his balls. So potent it felt like his brain was being scrubbed raw by the oversensation. Until suddenly his gargantuan sack gurgled with a rush of liquid that sounded almost like a wyvern’s roar. And with a sound reminiscent of cannon fire a flood of semen began to hose out of the hyper cock Ais’ was kissing. Cum blasting into her waiting maw with such force that her neck bulged as it shot right down into her stomach. Her armour creaking as her middle began to swell despite the gallons of loose cum spraying in all directions, even just what made it down her throat enough to seem downright ruinous. Yet Ais’ apparently didn’t think that was good enough. Leaning forward into the powerful jet of white tar she stretched her jaw wide open and popped the head into her mouth, so that the only seed that could escape her was the constant stream of it spraying from her nostrils. In seconds her stomach had swollen so large it was pressing her tits aside, and then when there just wasn’t any more room it began to spray out from her spasming asshole, drenching her skirt and spraying all across the floor to the wall.
As the room got foggy from the sheer amount of steaming cum unleashed Riveria felt her legs weaken and she dropped to her knees to spare herself the indignity of collapsing involuntarily. It took over a minute of this continuous hose blast of baby-batter until Bell finally seemed spent, shaking and clawing at the ground as his balls gurgled loudly with another load already on the way. Enough seed littering the ground to fill a bathtub despite what had already sunk into the dungeon’s hungry floor. And that besides the amount which was filling Ais’ stomach to the point of looking pregnant with quintuplets.
“Ais? What?” Riveria said simply. Her brain struggling to keep up in the wake of everything that had happened. Popping off of Bell’s cock with a wet SCHLOP sound Ais turned to meet Riveria’s gaze with a bizarrely nonplussed expression.
“You said to help if he needs something.” Reaching out she hefted one of Bell’s enormous orbs, bigger than Liliruca yet easily lifted by Ais’ level 6 strength. “I think he needs to empty these. Also,” She licked at the still weeping cumslit. “It’s tasty. Tastier than Jagamarukun.” That was the moment Riveria realized there was nothing she could do. Ais didn’t say something like that easily. There was simply no stopping the gluttonous Sword Princess from having more if she thought it was that delicious.
“W-wait!” Bell gasped, looking halfway unconscious as his eyes struggled to focus on where Ais was kneeling. “Miss Wal-”
“Ais.” She interrupted by wrapping her hands around the base of his cock, or at least around the half of it her hands could manage, and squeezing it all the way to the tip so that a gallon or two of leftover spunk sedately poured out into her waiting mouth. Bell’s head cracked painfully back into the ground as he spasmed uncontrollably.
“M-miss Wal-”
“Ais.” He was interrupted again in the exact same fashion.
“M-miss-” Ais’ hands squeezed his shaft until there was a slight ache from the pressure. And then she began to stroke. Not the casual stroking of a tavern wench, nor even the skillful movements of a goddess. These were the strokes of a level 6 Adventurer. And it seemed to Bell as though Ais’ arms suddenly disappeared with the sheer blinding speed of her movements. The gargantuan beachball sized breasts barely constrained by her armour rippling in place with the vibration of her rapidly moving body. Bell could do nothing but moan like a well-paid whore as his cock erupted in yet another orgasm almost instantaneously. Ais didn’t hesitate to lean forward and take his head back into her mouth, forcing another of Bell’s loads to sieve through her body before blasting across the dungeon floor and wall in a fresh coat of white.
“Ais~” Bell moaned, slightly delirious. Sweating dripping onto the floor beneath him, only adding to the nauseatingly strong musky smog that was filling the room.
“Yes, Bell?” Ais replied. Sounding as composed as ever, though Riveria knew her well enough to recognize the heat in her eyes and the faint red flush to her usually milky pale skin.
“W-why?” The white-haired boy seemed to be slowly composing himself, arms unsteady as he tried to push up only to fall back with a gasp as Aiz moved her hands to his balls. Beginning to softly squish the soft exercise ball sized cumtanks together. An audible sloshing of cum reaching Riveria’s ears as they begin to swell visibly with a fresh load.
“Tasty.” Ais says simply, latching her lips onto his slit and sucking the cum right out like a straw. Turning to Riveria she opened her mouth, allowing the elven princess to see the mass of thick white goop filling her mouth like glue. “‘Anna hase?” Ais slurred nonsensically at Riveria. Leaving her wondering when exactly she’d gotten so close that she could feel the heat pouring off of Bell’s cock. The hypersized organ larger than her leg radiating like a furnace even in the stiflingly warm room. Riveria couldn’t seem to think, couldn’t seem to focus. The only thing that seemed to be working was her pussy. Spasming and drooling a puddle onto the floor, her panties and bottoms utterly ruined.
Bell watched with bated breath, his eyes going wide as saucers as Riveria leaned in and stuck her tongue into Ais’ mouth. The two impossibly gorgeous women passionately tonguewrestling over the mouthful of his seed. With beauty to rival goddesses the sight was so mindbogglingly erotic that it was enough to push Bell over the edge yet again. Grunting low and haltingly as his cock bobbed and swelled with audible rushing blasts of semen that blasted into the side of Ais and Riveria’s faces, gallons and gallons of thick white tar dense as pudding splattering over them. Drenching their hair and clothes until they felt like they were bathing in it. Soaking into their undergarments and leaving them sweating like pigs in the already smothering hot and humid room. Every movement from the two caused wet squelches.
“See? It’s tasty.” Ais nodded at the blissfully drunken expression that Riveria was wearing as she absentmindedly licked more of the sticky semen from the blonde’s face.
“Disgusting!” The green haired elf gasped out as she sucked a particularly thick lump of cum off Ais’ neck. Swallowing thickly with a huff of air. “What on earth- are you- making me drink?!” Her every exclamation punctuated by a freshly scooped mouthful. The sight was enough to cause Bell’s gargantuan cock, nearly as long as he was tall, to twitch and throb. Blasting a fresh eruption of precum all over the two faces and undoing all the cleanup that Riveria’s tongue had accomplished. A shudder seemed to run through her as she focused her flushed cum-drunk attention on Bell’s balls.
“Disgusting!” She repeated herself, hefting the ridiculously sized orbs. Kneading them together like she didn’t even realize she was doing it. “You- you defiler! You rabid human monkey! Spewing your filthy ball juice all over royalty!”
“So that’s what it’s called.” Ais muttered quietly. Turning to Bell she said, “You make delicious ball juice.” Nodding as though to say he should be very proud of his accomplishment.
“Ugh! It’s everywhere!” Riveria clawed at her clothing trying desperately to remove it. The sheer amount of sweat dripping from her started to wash her clean as heavy globs of cum slipped off her slick skin. Ais seemed to agree as she began unbuckling her own armor. So that as one the two pulled off their tops. Four massive orbs dropping down and smacking into Bell’s hips with enough force that he felt the ground shake a little beneath him. Each massive udder was so thick across that they stood taller than some prums. Capped with thick nipples nearly the size of Bell’s fists. Riveria’s were clearly of a different caliber even compared to Ais’ monstrous milkers though. So round and full that even as they pressed down on Bell hard enough to sting they seemed to barely lose shape. Hardly squishing against him despite weighing so much. The two high level adventurers enough to remove all doubt from Bell’s mind that he was helplessly trapped under the weight of a combined boob flesh none but Demeter could hope to match.
“They grew.” Ais said with a faint tone of amazement. Bell’s balls having visibly lurched with a swelling growth as he reacted to the two earth shaking tit-drops. “Do you like these, Bell?” Ais asked, her voice lowering huskily as some of the needy heat she was feeling began to show itself. Bell couldn’t seem to speak. His wide eyes locked on their gigantic funbags, streaked across with his semen where it had soaked right through their clothes. But his cock answered where its owner couldn’t. A sudden spurt of white goop firing straight up as his dick twitched, so that it splattered across the ceiling of the dungeon room. Ais let a shaky breath, her flushed face looking more and more like a hungry hunter. “Good.”
The Sword Princess grabbed her own tits so tightly that her hands sunk in up to the elbow and swung them up with a whoosh of air that ruffled Bell’s air. Then with a loud bone rattling clap of flesh dropped them down around Bell’s cock. The sheer weight of them was more than enough to drive the breath from his lungs as they hit his solar plexus. Her bust so wide that it was laying across him from knees to chest. Smothering half of his own mammoth sized testicles which gurgled muffledly beneath Aiz. Bell’s hand scrabbled against the floor helplessly as he was overwhelmed yet again by the absurd pressure of Aiz smooth sweaty breasts hugging the base of his cock. They were just so full that being sandwiched between them was enough to feel like they were squeezing him until it ached.
“Of course he likes it!” Riveria laughed breathlessly. Not bothering anymore to even hide the drool trailing down from her open panting mouth. “This pervert! This horny little rabbit! Probably p-planned this! Wanted us trapped so we’d have to empty these big fat balls all over us! Isn’t that right?! You wanted to defile our wombs, breed us like a rabbit in heat! Well it won’t work, we’ll empty you out right here! B-Because we’re trapped! That way the dungeon will let us out!” It wasn’t clear at this point whether anyone was listening to Riveria’s flimsy justifications. Her muttered feverish words hardly audible to herself over her own rapidly beating heart.
Copying Aiz, Riveria grabbed her tits and swung them up. Bell’s face going pale at the mountainous booby boulders several feet across blotting out the light. Before they swung down hard enough that the resulting impact cracked one of his armor plates. His consciousness whiting out for a moment at a blow unlike anything he’d felt since his battle against the Minotaur. If the pressure between Ais’ breasts had been like a tight glove before, this was more like a skintight stranglehold. Riveria’s breasts were squished up against Ais’ so that even Bell's hyper sized cock had nothing but its massive melon sized head peeking out the top. For a single mad moment he wondered if she was trying to crush his cock for the plan she imagined he had. Such was the vice tight grip of boobflesh molding to every last throbbing vein of his cock.
All at once Bell’s eyes crossed and his toes curled as he was beset by the sensation of Ais’ and Riveria’s heartbeats shaking through his cock like drumbeats. A barely audible gurgle from his smothered balls was the only warning before another load erupted out like a volcano. Seed blasting into the ceiling with enough force to crack it as it splashed down across the two girls like it was raining pudding.
“Another one.” Ais’ quietly murmured. Watching the fountain of cum spraying from the head of Bell’s cock with an expression somewhere between awe and concern. “Tiona said men go soft after two or three releases even with an Amazon. That was number four and… it’s just gotten harder.” As much as their heartbeats were assailing Bell’s sanity neither of them missed the powerful throbbing of his meat either. Every powerful jet of semen rushing out of his shaft sending a jiggle through their mashed together mammaries as he swelled between them. Riveria paused, her foggy cum-drunk mind struggling to think back over the ‘research material’ she’d collected through the years. Which constituted the majority of her male experience.
“I think men can usually go all night. So… a dozen times? Maybe? That's what my elven literature told me at least…” But Ais already wasn’t listening. Instead sticking out her tongue to try and catch the heavy globs of cum raining onto them. When Bell’s orgasm finally tapered off he was left a twitching and drooling wreck. His cock on the verge of blowing another load already just from the constant throbbing pleasure of their breasts pressed so tightly along his length. Both women stared down at his cute face, blushing and bleary eyed, sweat matting his snowy white hair as he moaned and squeaked. And simultaneously they came to the same conclusion.
‘I wanna see more.’ As one they grabbed the gigantic funbags between them. The strength of two high level adventurers compressing the soft squishy prison around Bell’s cock so tight that as they lifted Bell felt his hips lift from the ground. With a huff of annoyance they set him down only for Ais and Riveria to pin his hips beneath their knees. Squeezing their tits even tighter as they swung them up again. This time Bell squeaked like a trodden on mouse as his eyes went wide as plates at the sensation of such a tight squeeze dragging all the way up his shaft. His balls squeezing with a noisy churn of fluid as cum fountained out from between their breasts. Seeing his cute overwhelmed expression only egged them on however. Both girls slapping their boobs back down with a hip bruising impact that some corner of Bell’s mind thought may have cracked the floor under him. But then they started to furiously jerk his cock between their blurry fast tits and not even the farthest corner of Bell’s mind could hold anything resembling a coherent thought.
Blast after blast of semen sprayed into their combined cleavages. Gallons of the steaming hot baby batter coating their sweat slicked skin and pouring down to the ground that kept hungrily absorbing the runoff. By the time his phenomenal orgasm had ended, their super high-speed max-pressure titfuck had him on the verge of cumming all over again. So they had mere seconds to appreciate his pleasure stricken drooling face before a fresh new geyser of white sludge was hosing their breasts down all over again.
“That was number 40.” Ais commented plainly. But her expression was far more heated than her face. Flushed, panting, with something between fear and awe in her eyes.
“Cranel is… even more exceptional than I thought it seems.” Riveria didn’t manage to emulate Ais’ conversational tone as well. Her wide dilated eyes locked on the thick gushing stream of cum spraying out from between her tits.
“Bell, we should test your endurance.” Ais suddenly said, squeezing her tits even tighter against Riveria’s and drawing another helpless moan from Bell’s ravaged form. “Some training to pass the time.” Riveria didn’t bother with any pretense at this point. Merely speeding up their titfuck in time with Ais until the mighty slap of tit against hip sounded less like clapping and more like the rapid beat of a wardrum. They couldn’t tell if Bell was even conscious anymore, but his cock kept throbbing powerfully between them as jet after jet of semen sprayed out. His gargantuan prum-dwarfing testicles churning out so much thick seed that the two women could feel it starting to heat up beneath them, his already steaming semen hot enough to burn weaker adventurers than them. Yet for all that, they still weren’t satisfied. Wringing load after load out of him, wearing expressions of predatory hunger that would’ve looked more at home on the faces of an Amazon ‘hunting’ party.
“I lost count.” Ais muttered after an hour.
“117.” Riveria instantly responded. Neither one stopping the breakneck titfucking pace that they’d maintained for an hour without any sign of strain. So many gallons of cum having been relentlessly milked out that by now they’d be drowning in it if the dungeon hadn’t been steadily absorbing it all. Finally, Ais stopped. Riveria taking a second to realize before letting her massive bust fall still with a meaty clap. “Wha- oh.” Dazed as she was she still felt a little guilty as Ais pulled out a potion from her small pack. Pushing her breasts apart to look down with a wince at the nasty bruises along Bell’s hips. “Of course, he’s only level 2. Should’ve been more careful.”
“He’ll be fine. Bell can handle it.” Riveria’s gaze sharpened, focusing more on Ais with some concern. The Sword Princess, normally so calm, had a heat to her words and gaze that was usually reserved for the lower levels.
“Ais?” Riveria’s voice overlapped with the bewildered rasp from Bell as his bleary watery eyes tried to focus on the women above him. The potion Ais fed him, far more potent than the ones he was used to, managing to resuscitate him from the orgasmic coma he’d been reduced to. Just in time for his vision to be blotted out by Ais’ multiple feet of descending, blubbery, fat, thick, ungodly, near-divine, calamity-twerk-inducing, sweaty, ginormous utterly massive and perfect dump truck of an ass. His life flashed before his eyes as he thought his face was about to get the same treatment his hips had gotten. Only for Ais to gently rest her tight leaking slit against Bell’s lips.
“I’d like you returned the-FFFFUUUU~” Ais let out an uncharacteristically high pitched sound as Bell’s tongue immediately ran over her slit and dived inside. Not a second thought running through his brain before he dug in. Though doubtless to some degree because his orgasm fried brain was utterly incapable of producing a second thought at the moment.
Riveria watched Ais gasp and shiver with a tinge of jealousy before returning her attention to Bell’s suddenly lonely cock. Throbbing harder than ever with thick gallons of spunk sedately pouring out every few seconds. Licking her lips and flushed bright red to the very tips of her ears, Riveria leaned in and stretched her mouth wide open. Taking his head into her mouth as Ais had done before, coughing and already gagging at the sheer amount of cockflesh she was trying to stuff into her mouth. Hardly a second passing before Bell’s length jerked and a rush of semen blasted into her throat and came streaming out from her nose as she practically drowned in it. Ais tried to reach out towards his shaft only to gasp cutely as Bell’s tongue flicked across her clit.
Now the Little Rookie didn’t have any more experience than the two women above him. But he wasn’t stupid, and he was very determined. Noticing Ais’ reaction he planted a kiss right on her hard clit. And when he experimentally nipped at the stiff nub there was a sudden boom that shook the room as Ais’s fists slammed down into the dungeon floor on either side of Bell’s hips missing him by inches. She was bent double, tits crushing against Bell tight abs, panting and flushed as though she was back fighting in the deep levels. A fiery pride blazed in Bell’s chest at how HE was the one causing her to make those sounds. Ais Wallenstein was moaning and shaking from his actions, and that drove his passion higher and brighter with every passing second.
Ais was completely stunlocked. Everytime she thought she was adjusting, Bell’s tongue would find some new electric nerve and leave her shivering all over again. It wasn’t long before she was slumped over, her breasts spilling out across Bell’s stomach and hips (and beyond). Ais’ cheek dragged along the base of Bell’s cock while she shook and spasmed under the extremely determined cunnilingus. Occasional cracks of stone filling the space as Ais’ fingers dug deep furrows into the dungeon’s floor. Every few seconds she could feel Bell’s already gargantuan shaft swelling with an ejection of precum, reminding her that Riveria was busy worshipping the head of Bell’s cock above. Distracted as he was, it still wasn’t long before Bell’s cock shook with the full force of a proper orgasm. Riveria’s eyes widening in shock as his swollen head lodged in her wide open mouth, forcing the full hose blast of thick goopy cum to go right down her throat. Ais got a front row seat much like Riveria had earlier to what that entails. The elf’s stomach rounding out in quick jolting movements as gallons of cum were forcefully spewed down her bulging neck. And in a matter of seconds her anus gaped from the thick streams of semen chugging out of her backside. Riveria’s eyes went glassy and she seemed to go limp, supported by little more than her tits against Bell’s shaft and her mouth around his head.
The sight lit Ais’ blood on fire, her already dripping wet pussy leaving a puddle from the arousal streaming down Bell’s chin within mere seconds. And Ais made up her mind, not for any silly reason or hunger, but because her womb ached for the cock she was watching fill the older adventuress like a cum balloon. Ais wanted Bell. Needed him. And suddenly she seemed to vanish, confusing Bell beyond belief before he saw her pulling Riveria back. Enough cum spilling out of Riveria’s mouth after the separation to paint her pale skin pure white all over again.
“Can you stand Bell?” The blonde beauty asked him with a breathy intensity he had never heard from her before. Bell blinked stupidly at the request. Stand? He wasn’t even sure where his legs were right now. Then for the umpteenth time in just the last few hours Bell found himself stunned beyond reckoning as Ais knelt down and pressed her lips to his in a sudden and surprising chaste kiss. “I want you inside me.” The whispered breathless words seemed to burn trails of light through his foggy brain. Sheer reflex launched Bell to his feet atop legs he still barely felt. All five throbbing feet of his cock slapping down across the top of the still kneeling girls’ bosoms with enough bone rattling weight to give them a better idea of just what he’d endured the last hour.
“I can stand!” He shouted, eyes wide and shaky with the adrenaline that had filled him at Ais’ request.
“Good.” Ais panted needily as she pushed him back against the wall. “You’re too long to sit on. Unless I jumped.” She seemed to consider that for a moment until Riveria got to her feet with an alarmed look. Cum still spilling liberally from between her monumental wobbling ass cheeks. The clapping of her cheeks sending the thick seed splattering all over her thighs, hardly leaving an inch of her left to be despoiled.
“Inside you?! Ais! It’ll- it’ll never fit!” Though as Riveria was staring at that hyper cock nearly as long as she was tall while drooling and fingering herself, it wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince Ais or herself. Regardless, Ais simply shook her head confidently.
“Tiona told me. It always fits if you try hard enough.” Riveria frowned at that. She didn’t think that was right, but wouldn’t an Amazon know better about these kinds of things? At least, Tione and Tiona always sounded very confident when talking about it. Before the elven princess could think of a proper rebuttal though Ais had already turned around. Each of her ponderously huge ass cheeks were thicker across than her shoulders, but even her Deusdea rivaling behind could barely hotdog Bell’s mega girthy cock. She twerked her ass along his length, just trying to get a feel of him. But even that seemingly casual movement left Bell gasping and clutching desperately at the wall for support as her cheeks clapped loudly all up and down his length. Only the fact that his flood sized cumtanks were big enough to be resting on the ground while he stood kept him on his feet despite his wobbly knees.
Ais genuinely might have had one of the few asses in the world capable of encompassing Bell’s monstercock. With over five feet of two sweaty, planetary, sloshing, clapping, wobbling, blubbery, fat, ginormous twerklard gigabooty, the Sword Princess was thicccccc beyond the pale, carrying more assmeat than a large majority of the population of Orario put together. And every last inch of those hundreds of sweaty pounds of bootymeat was clashing around Bell’s hyper-sized breedlog, exciting his jizztanks even further. Even Riveria was stunned. Watching with baited breath to see if Ais would really succeed, if a cock like that could really fit.
With the needy ache in her pussy so strong it left her tight abs quivering, Ais was prepared to answer the question immediately. Leaning forward until she felt Bell’s cock slip out from between her cheeks, the head pressing against her pussy like a battering ram in the making. The thought crossed her mind that she could have sat atop the cock like a stool, thick across as her whole waist like it was. But Ais was in no mood to give consideration to cowardly thoughts like that, and straight away her hips swung back. Her powerful thighs, thicker across than some prums were tall, tensing with strength as she drove herself back onto Bell’s cock. Her pussy stretching wider than she had ever imagined it could robbing her legs of their high-level strength. Luckily for Bell, as the mere momentum of her giant ass kept her sliding onto his cock. Cheeks heavy enough to crush weaker monsters to a fine dust rammed into Bell’s hips, cracking the wall behind him and leaving him slightly indented into a Bell shaped crater.
Yet even that callipygean impact couldn’t break through the soul rending nirvana that had swallowed his cock whole. Ais’ stomach bulged out in the shape of Bell’s cock, practically sheathing him like a condom. And he felt every single last inch, her cunt strangling his manhood with a vice-like deathgrip that had his toes curling and eyes rolling. The spasming clenches of her tight abs causing a rippling squeeze along his length as though she were trying to milk the cum right out of his balls. Not that she even needed to, as Bell was already cumming by the time his cheeks hit the wall. Ais’ eyes rolled back as she felt the biggest and most powerful load of the day from Bell rocket straight into her womb before she could even fully process the sensation of his girth rearranging her guts. Ais already bulging stomach swelled out rapidly with an almost deafening churn of thick baby batter. But unlike before there was no other way out for the fluid to go. Thicker than pudding it could only squirt out around the obscene skintight grip her twat had on Bell’s cock so fast. And Bell’s balls were outputting it much faster than that. So Ais’ stomach swelled, and swelled, rounding past the point of pregnancy until it was more comparable to Riveria’s own several feet across tits. By the time Bell’s orgasm tapered off Ais had let her shaky legs go limp, because the giant round swell of her cumflated stomach was pressing against the ground enough to keep her in place.
“Oh gods…” Riveria muttered, sounding even to her own ears unbearably jealous. And suddenly cum started spraying out from Ais’ ruined hole all over again as Bell was driven to orgasm from the mere sensation of her rippling pussy. The two writhing uncontrollably until something in Riveria seemed to snap. It felt less like a conscious decision and more like a reflex as she moved forward, grabbing Ais by the shoulders and pulling the younger woman off Bell’s cock before shoving back down the length with another clap of strong cheeks against weak stone. “You’re supposed to move Ais! Come on, hurry up- h-hurry up! So I can have a turn!” Riveria was nearly as lost in her own animalistic lust as Bell and Ais was, tripping over her words as she urged Ais. But once Ais felt the sensation of the cock longer and thicker than her leg dragging up and down every last little crevice of her pussy, the urging words were wholly unnecessary. The Sword Princess began to ride Bell into the wall like it was her mission in life. Bleary eyed, weak-kneed, none of it mattered. Her pussy was in full control and it kept her body moving whether she could take it or not.
Each wall cracking impact driving Bell a little deeper into the dungeon, the growing ache of his increasingly bruised body starting to break through the all-encompassing bliss. Until he was pulled forward, and suddenly it was warm soft flesh at his back instead of cold splintered rock. The flow of healing magic through his body sealing scrapes and washing away bruises. He turned only for the high elven royal's mouth to find his. There was decorum or sweetness, nothing marking the princess’ first kiss like it should. They merely sucked on each other tongues like hungry animals, Bell unable to help the way he was moaning into her with every thrust of Ais’ hips. Her crushing depths wringing load after load out of him until his mind started to unravel and time seemed to blur into meaningless nothing.
He was kissing Riveria, then Ais, then both. Ais’ thick ass bruising his hips, then healed, then bruised again. Pain and pleasure blending together until Bell felt like he was going mad. Orgasm after orgasm milked out of his balls yet every go just left them aching harder with the need for more. When his cock finally flopped out of Ais’ pussy entirely even the hot muggy air in the room seemed unbearably cool and broke through his haze just enough to actually pay attention to what was in front of him. Riveria laid on the ground before him, hands behind her knees holding her legs into a sharp V shape. So much feminine arousal drooling from her sodden twat that it was forming a puddle beneath her. Bell didn’t think twice before placing the head of his cock against her hole. Looking so mis-sized against the tight slit it seemed like she could have sat on his tip like a stool. Half-crazed with lust, Bell thrust forward, but couldn’t seem to penetrate her. The high-level adventuress’ pussy was simply too tight for him to force entry, no matter how he strained and threw his weight into it.
“Here, let me help.” Ais’ quiet voice murmured into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine at the tingly rush of air. Then he felt her hands grab his hips with bone-creaking force and he was pushed forward inexorably. His cock slowly sinking into Riveria’s tight snatch, the green-haired mage’s eyes rolling back and then crossing as inch after inch forced her stomach to bulge further and further out. This position affording Bell the perfect vantage of his ab wrapped cock sliding between her mammoth wobbly funbags. Though he couldn’t appreciate it, as his vision whited out in the throes of a devastating orgasm that only seemed to intensify as Ais continued to push him deeper. Riveria’s stomach inflating larger and rounder as the load spraying into her womb was slowly fucked further in. Bell came two more times by the point Ais had pressed his hips firmly against Riveria’s. The high elf’s stomach so swollen with his seed that it was pushing up her breasts and providing Bell with a warm soft spot to lay his upper body across. He couldn’t find the strength to even moan as Ais began to seesaw his hips back and forth several feet. Hanging off of Riveria’s cum-filled gut as his lower body swayed wildly back and forth left him feeling like a helpless doll in the hands of these two powerful women. Which given the strength difference between them wasn’t that far off from the truth really.
Seconds of delirious orgasmic pleasure turned into minutes of brain-melting euphoria, and after an eternity became hours of blurred memories. Even Riveria lost count of how many times Bell came as the hours dragged on. It was impossible here to tell the time of day, and none of them were in the right mindstate to judge when one day slid into the next. Bell spent so much time cumming massive gushing blasts of seed into one girl and then the next that even his cock started to feel sore. Only for that to be washed away with the soft light of Riveria’s healing along with the rest of his aches. Bell’s consciousness started to drift after a while. One moment he was squealing as Ais pushed Riveria throat down onto his cock and the next he was grunting with every bone-rattling impact of the blonde’s ass as she rode him. Pussy was pressed insistently into his face and Bell blindly worshipped it, sucking and licking and fingering until whichever girl was above him screeched and shook. Their every weakpoint being forcibly beaten into the very marrow of his bones until he was poking at their g-spots to wring orgasms out of them on nothing more than muscle memory. A trickle of trepidation ran through Riveria as she wondered for a moment just how devastating his touch would be if he ever had the strength to match on top of this skill. Then she grunted through grit-teeth like a cheap whore and stopped thinking at all for quite some time.
“Filthy! Beast! Defiling me like this!” Riveria panted and whined the words out as best she could while Bell’s cock was stretching out her already ruined ass to a point beyond any hope of repair. Her ass wobbling wildly with loud meaty claps as her hips jerked shook up and down from the sensation of her guts being stretched out until her womb felt crushed. “R-ruining me! All because we’re trapped! Because I’m helpless!” The delusional words were punctuated by the floor beneath Bell shattering from the impact as her ass finally impacted against his hips, sheathing his entire cock in her back door. Until the rush of thick steaming semen spraying out through her grit teeth silenced any more of her perverted fantasy version of these events. So much of Bell felt numb at a certain point, after nearly two days of constant fucking though he couldn’t tell how long it was. His strained nerves overwhelmed until hardly anything made it through except the endless stream of orgasms the ravenous pair of women were pulling out of him. Then a certain word broke through his haze and shattered what was left of him.
“Ariel.” Ais’ voice reached him, only for Bell’s whole world to implode into nothing but the sensation around his cock. Riding atop him, Ais’ wind whipped up the faint dust from shattered walls and floor, and in the hot muggy room it would’ve been a godsend for Bell. But the breeze went unnoticed in the face of her crushing tight pussy suddenly sucking at his cock with such baffling force and pleasure that Bell could feel the vacuum her hole had become pulling the cum right out of his balls before he even came. His balls shaking with the force of their most powerful ejection yet as the spray of his cum was aided by the magical suction of Ais’ wind. Yet as the seconds passed and the pleasure mounted, Bell’s orgasm didn’t seem to stop. He started to whine loudly into Riveria’s pussy as she ground against his face, the pleasure of such a forcefully extended orgasm eroding whatever sense he had left. Gallon after gallon of thick gluey seed spraying out from Ais’ tight pussy, as her already massively cumflated stomach simply refused to stretch anymore. Ais’ own orgasms coming fast and hard as Bell’s seed blasted directly into her womb with uninterrupted flow for several minutes. Then an hour. Ais’ sloppy ahegao and shaking hips nothing to the state Bell was in. So completely comatose with pleasure that he was like a broken doll limply laying beneath the blonde riding his constantly spasming rod. By the time Riveria woke up from her nap Bell had been cumming nonstop for hours. Hundreds of gallons of white tar sucked straight out of his balls into Ais’ depths.
“Ais! Switch!” The elven princess whined needily as she pawed at Bell’s testicles. Any sense of decorum or status long thrown away. Bell would’ve cried as Ais pulled off of him, and his orgasm was finally able to end, if he hadn’t immediately passed out with his brain and senses fried beyond comprehension. But he wasn’t even allowed that peace, healing magic rushing through him and revitalizing the Little Rookie. His eyes snapping open disorientedly only to roll back as Riveria squeezed her tits around his length hard enough to leave her own handprints on her breasts.
“I think I’m gonna have a baby…” Ais’ voice, distorted with her own exhaustion and pleasurable delirium after hours of being the willing vessel to Bell’s flood, hit Bell like a kick to the gut. Some steel core at his center breaking through the mind-melting haze of his last three days in this heaven-like hell.
‘Baby? Ais’? With- No, Yes! Mine!’ His thoughts were jumbled and barely coherent, but it was enough for an idea to take hold. A fire blazing along his back as he envisioned Ais round not with cum, but with his child. Tens of them. The image in his mind crystallizing like an anchor that held the shattered pieces of him together. And his determination grew, he knew what he had to do. Riveria paused at the bizarre sensation between her breasts, a tingly sparking pleasure where her monumentally sized titflesh rubbed against Bell’s cock. Like little zaps of pure euphoria that left her fist sized nipples hard as rock. Eyebrows furrowed in confusion she pulled away. And her jaw fell open in astonishment as the cock that pulled free began to glow with sparkling little motes of light. An insistent ringing of high gentle sounding bells filling the room, pitching with every vein-swelling throb of his cock. Which had grown so viciously hard that it seemed like he could punch a hole right through adamantite with it. As Bell slowly got to his feet, the ringing seemed to intensify along with the glow of his cock that was now filling the small room. Ais stared in muted astonishment along with the green haired elf.
“I want to-... I want to knock you up, Miss Wa- Ais! I want to put babies in you!” Bell declared boldly, a fervent passion igniting in his voice as he pulled upon the last reserves of his beleaguered body. For a moment Ais just blinked dumbly, utterly taken aback. Then she spread her legs with a faint grin.
“If you can.” Was all she said, and Bell flew forward. Every muscle in his body was in tatters. Only held together by the constant application of Riveria’s healing magic, which was a poor substitute for true rest and recovery. He grit his teeth, pushing harder, faster. Forcing his body to move at its limit. He’d felt the grip of these two high-level adventurers’ quims for days now, he knew that just penetrating her would take everything he had. Without pause or hesitation Bell fell upon Ais, the whole of his being focused on the very tip of his cock. Which was now vibrating with the intensity of the Argonaut charge he’d built up. He didn’t dare try for a full charge, the recoil at that level being something he couldn’t even imagine for this particular ‘weapon’. It just had to be enough. Bell, Ais, even Riveria held their breaths as Bell’s cock hit Ais’ cunt. But even Ais hadn’t accounted for days spent stretching herself out on the biggest cock Orario had ever seen. A veritable miracle that the Deus Dea would’ve killed to witness occurred, as the mere level two Little Rookie’s spear slid right into the tight depths of the Sword Princess herself. Bell’s momentum behind the Argonaut charged cock carrying him to the very hilt as their hips pressed together. And Bell’s world exploded.
“Holy shit!” Riveria swore in an uncharacteristically crass fashion. Eyes going wide as saucers as Bell’s balls practically roared with an eruption of seed so egregiously immense it immediately sprayed back out of Ais’ crushingly tight pussy and splashed against the wall twenty feet behind them. Gallons by the dozen blasting into the blonde girl’s pussy and visibly inflating her already rounded stomach more with every belly lurching geyser of seed. Ais’ eyes rolled back in a mindless sloppy ahegao that Bell couldn’t see because he had already slumped over into her tits. Drooling and shaking in the throes of an Argonaut orgasm unlike anything he was prepared to experience. Ten seconds. Thirty seconds. A minute. Riviera stood up, concern finally breaking through the horny daze her mind had been in for days now as the floor was beginning to disappear beneath the growing flood of gluey thick jizz fountaining out of her friend’s spectacularly overfull womb.
“You two?!” Riveria called out with a note of concern as more and more semen sprayed across the room. Whatever absorption effect the dungeon had either was over, or simply couldn’t happen fast enough. The small room quickly vanishing under a growing lake of Bell’s semen. Just as it rose up to the elf’s knees and Ais’ face vanished under the surface, a loud crack filled the room and the wall that had originally sealed them in broke away. Large chunks of stone washed away by a literal flood of cum that began to flow out of the room like a river of white steaming honey. “Oh, oh thank the gods.” She let out a sigh of relief. Turning to the two who were still clinging to each other and ejecting massive splattering gallons of seed. “I’ll… just wait.”
It was almost an hour by the time Bell’s orgasm finally died down. And Ais’ completely cum-soaked form looked nearly as wrecked and exhausted as Bell. Though she managed to raise her head and blearily look at Riveria.
“I’m having babies.” She said very matter-of-factly. The elf sighed.
“Probably. Nearly impossible not to in this situation.” Her hand shot down to her own stomach, still swollen with cum. A slight thrill went through her as she thought about the omen the sight may be. The thought of half-elves offspring of royal descent thrilled Riveria like nothing else. What would her father think?! Or all the elves in the world? The high elf princess getting impregnated by a noname human boy would be the scandal of the century! She shook her head, trying to focus her head now that she was able to get some fresh, well fresher, air. “Lucky the wall collapsed. I suppose the dungeon was finally sated-”
“That wall weakened two days ago.” Ais interrupted. A sleepy note to her voice as she tenderly stroked the fluffy white hair of the boy unconscious atop her gigantic wobbly breasts large enough to serve as a full bed for him. Riveria froze. Slowly turning to look at Ais with jerky head movements.
“...beg pardon?”
“That wall, or door I suppose, relaxed two days ago. I thought you noticed. But you were busy sucking Bell then so maybe not… Hm… Kind of hungry…” Wallenstein murmured sedately as she laid her head back and seemed to join Bell in sleep. Riveria thought about the cultural cataclysm that was in store if there really was a half-elf in her future. And to urge to smack the two awake filled her for a moment until she found herself picturing several more half-elfs with white hair in her fantasy, and with a heated sigh she just held her face in her hands and-
“Ah! My robes!” The scream that escaped her as she ran to her completely cum-soaked garments didn’t even get a stir from the two still clinging to each other in their peaceful satisfied slumber.
While the trio had certainly gone unnoticed during their over three days of endless pleasure and debauchery, there was one pair of eyes in particular who had witnessed it all.
“...Th-they're finally done…I thought they'd never stop at this point…”
Freya, the Goddess of Beauty and head of the most powerful Familia in all of Orario, let out a rather pitiful sigh as she massaged her temples. Her perfect skin shuddered, her curvy form, outpacing even that of the two Loki Familia members in the dungeon, full of sweat, her pussy soaked from the days of nonstop masturbating and gooning that had kept the deity awake.
She has come across the trio by pure chance. Having awaited her beloved Odr to come out of the dungeon, she had grown quite concerned when he hadn't exited Babel at all. But not even Freya could have imagined what the Sword Princess and Nine Hell would do to her darling Little Rookie…
“Who knew that doll could be so animated…? And the Nine Hell? A high elf princess…Hedin would be aghast…”
No matter how hard she tried to distract herself, she had witnessed the entire three days of nonstop sex and couldn't stop thinking about it. Even now, her core ached with need from the show…
Her immortal, divine mind simply couldn’t comprehend what she had just witnessed. These three mortals had put on a show of lust that put even Ishtar’s Pleasure Quarter to shame!
Freya’s immense nipples and needy cunt throbbed, rubbed, squeezed and groped raw by her passionate fingerblasting. Seeing her Odr fuck two level 6 executives of Loki Familia into the ground for three days straight had gotten her hornier than she had ever been in her millions of years of existence.
Swallowing her next words, her silver eyes trembled. The Goddess of Beauty had a thousand-yard-stare. She had just wanted to watch her beloved Bell Cranel slay monsters in the Dungeon! Instead, she had gotten to witness a sloppy hyper threesome with Ais Wallenstein and Riveria Ljos Alf! How could her cute bunny do such a thing?! She had been unable to rip her gaze off the two curvy women writing on Bell’s bitchbreaker. Out of a mixture of fascination, awe and jealousy, the goddess simply kept on watching. Had she not frozen in front of her divine mirror for three days straight, burying her fingers into her snatch and bullying her multifoot udders the entire time, she surely would have ordered either Ottar or Allen to break them up. Alas, she had watched instead…
Even in Heaven, she had never seen an orgy this passionate and extreme…
“O-Ottar?”
The towering boaz entered her room, his muscles rippling as he bowed.
“Yes, Freya-sama?”
“Get me a drink…the strongest that we have…”
His eyes widened, before he nodded.
“As you wish.”
Freya turned back to the divine mirror, seeing the trio asleep in a lake of jizz.
She had a lot to think about…
Having slept for over five hours, after washing themselves with a hidden lake in the dungeon, the trio quickly exited the dungeon and went separate ways. Bell had been incredibly nervous, hoping he hadn’t done something wrong, but all of that hadn’t been abated when Ais had promised to visit and Riveria had agreed to join.
And while the duo of Ais and Riveria had certainly given the higher up in Loki Familia the shock and fright of a lifetime as the Sword Princess, oblivious as can be, just blurted out what they had done with the Little Rookie within the dungeon, causing a certain prum and dwarf to faint at the thought of Riveria having sex, a certain elf to break down in tears, a certain werewolf to freeze in shock and a pair of amazon twins to congratulate them and asking for details, their goddess speechless for once, Bell had his own goddess to worry about as he finally came back to the abandoned church Hestia Familia called its home.
After explaining that he had been saved by the Sword Princess and Nine Hell of Loki Familia, causing quite the scolding for getting another mind down in the dungeon, he accidentally said too much, quickly making Hestia aware that something was up. With the short, but incredibly stacked goddess staring him down, Bell could only sweat as the gears turned in Hestia’s head at high speeds.
“Bell…”
Bell thought he heard the air itself rumble ominously as Hestia stared him down.
“Y-Y-Yes, goddess?”
Hestia was scowling now.
“You have been trapped in the dungeon with Wallenwhatsit and that high elven princess for three days? Alone?!”
He gulped.
“Y-Yes, goddess! But nothing happened!”
Now she was truly fuming.
“You can’t lie to a goddess! If nothing happened then how did you gain 400 points of Endurance in just three days!”
“Uhhh….”
“And you reek of…c-c-cum! You smell like Ishtar or Aphrodite did back in Tenkai! BELL!!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!”
“I’M SORRY GODDESS!!!!”
Hestia’s wrath would last the entire night. Caught between jealousy and genuine befuddlement, Hestia scolded Bell until the sun went down again. Even all the while his beloved goddess was doing her best to verbally rip him apart, Bell could have sworn that he had heard a familiar voice in his mind.
“WELL DONE, BELL!!! A THREESOME FOR YOUR FIRST TIME?! THAT’S THE EPIDOME OF RRRRRROOOOOOMANCEEEEEEEE!”
“Sh-Shut up, grandpa!”
THE END