Encounter #5
[[Accept Jotsi's hand]]
Athan placed his hand in the goblin's small, yet strong hand. She helped him sit up, patted his cheek and cooed.
"You look so adorable with those heart shaped pupils." He felt himself swell at the praise. However, she hopped off his lap and tapped his dick, "down boy," she whispered with a giggle.
Then he stood on his own. He looked in the closet for a moment before looking down at himself.
"What are you looking for?" She asked as she readjusted her sundress.
"Something to ware," he replied, reaching out to touch the soft, fluffy blankets. His toga was ruined, didn't make sense to keep wearing it.
"Oh, you don't want to ware those, trust me. We won't get anywhere if you wrap one of those around you. You'll have pleasant dreams though. Until Meridiana finds you that is."
"Right, lead the way then." Deciding it best to change anyways. He pulled the toga over his head and wrapped it around his waist, better than nothing. Even though his insistent erection tented outward.
"Well don't poke my eye out with this," she laughed, grabbing hold of his covered prick and walking. He gasped before trucking along, being led by the dick. For some reason he couldn't bring himself to object, feeling himself twitch in her hand.
"Where are we going exactly? I need to know the way out and the way to the dungeons."
"Well, those are in two different directions. The exit is on the first level, out the great hall. And the dungeon... we'll need to visit a friend of mine for a key first. Then we head down to the basement."
"Who is this friend?" He asked, scratching his bald head, feeling uneasy.
"She works in the spa at the other end of this hallway actually."
"Why would someone in a spa have a key to the castle dungeons?"
"Well obviously she shouldn't. She's sneaky like that. Likes to do deals on the side that one. Under Meridiana's nose of course."
"Okay, then I guess that's our next stop," the goblin bounced with glee making her breasts jiggle. Her hand on his dick squeezed as she hopped.
"Yay, you'll love my friend, I just know it."
Athanatos glanced at another door as they walked by it. This one was crafted from strong wood with black iron bolts. It had a red painted symbol on it that resembled a crescent shape with one open end and a dot in the middle.
"What's through there?"
Jotsi paused and glanced back, rubbing her chin with her free hand. "That doorway leads to another world's dream state. It's how Meridiana travels the dream in search of food and subjects. This one leads to a world called Draenor I believe. A savage land ruled by large, powerful orcs."
They passed several other doors and Jotsi kept naming their locations. None of them were known to the monk but he found it absolutely fascinating.
"This one goes to Hyboria, this one to Azeroth." He stopped asking her to describe each one as there were so many doors. Perhaps one day he'd travel to another world and see for himself the truth of it. Other worlds, he could hardly believe it.
Such fantasies would have to wait though. Athan had to escape with his mind intact and save his own world before all else. He already had doubts that he would ever escape. By the time Meridiana released him he would be her puppet.
"These doors are special I think," she pointed to a few that looked more like drawings--paintings on the wall--than actual doors. "They lead to worlds crafted by talented individuals."
"What do you mean crafted? Like by the gods?"
"Oh no, nothing like that. These are pocket realms in the void between spaces. Great authors write them, and thus they exist by sheer force of will."
"I don't follow," he scratched his chin in thought.
"Well, these three here are crafted by GigglingGoblin, my idol," she said, practically swooning. "You'd like her world. But... I don't think you'd last very long," she said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Then there's Annabelle Hawthorne and Many-Eyed-Hydra. So many great minds crafting amazing worlds. And there are so many more."
Athan reached out and touched one's handle. It was flat just like a drawing. "Can you visit them like the others?"
"You and I can't, no, Meridiana can, but I don't know exactly how. I just know from overhearing stories. She likes to discuss things she's seen while she eats my cooking with company."
"I thought she ate souls?"
"Oh, she does. But this is her dream land, her rules apply here. Though she can eat normally at any time really. Souls fuel her magic and supernatural life force. Normal food doesn't have any negative effects on her."
"Makes sense, I guess." They started walking again. Jotsi had a little bounce to her steps now. "What happens if she doesn't get a soul for a while?"
"I don't know. Maybe she'll get weaker. It's never happened though. I mean just look at how many doorways lead to other worlds. There's always someone desperately horny out there. Anyways hunny, we're almost there, don't you worry none."
A door up ahead caught his eye. It had violet runes pulsing alluringly. As the runes came into focus, he couldn't look away. He felt a tug in his loins, but it felt so distant. Then annoying mumbling followed, ugh he just wanted to reach out and touch a rune.
"Gmmgmgm what shsbbe doing? Snap ddhhh it!"
He didn't care to listen, the door called to him. The monk reached out, turned the handle and pulled. A swirling magical portal revealed itself before him. Something small tried to pul him back.
[[Enter the portal]]
[[Snap out of it]]
Snap out of it
Athan blinked, agony filled his head as he looked down in shock. Jotsi bit down on his dick. Just hard enough to cause pain. In the next second she slammed the door shut and pushed him down the hall.
"What were you thinking!" She scolded him. "You don't even know where that goes! It could have taken you into a sarlacc pit for all you knew! Dropping you into the creature's gaping, tentacled maw!"
