This is a short one-off story featuring an RPG-like fantasy world, level drain fetish stuff, and sexual encounters ranging from dubiously consensual to non-consensual. Enjoy!
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Mary was overjoyed that these three level 80 wizards she met in the tavern were taking her to the Dungeon of Lust; as only a level 25 cleric, she had yet to deal with any of the horrors coming out of any of the continent's much-dreaded Sin Dungeons. Being only nineteen, she hadn't witnessed many monster raids either, but her buffing ability and her powerful companions would certainly be enough to raid this dungeon.
As she followed the three mages on horseback through the forest, she had no reason to suspect that they were going to do anything to her. Her thoughts were more focused on how the sheer speed she had to travel at to keep up was probably making her horse--an unusually fast white stallion named Starfall--absolutely tired. The three wizards had immortal skeleton horses, thanks to Dark Mage Alexander's doing.
Dark Mage Alexander, a master of skeletal warfare and the infernal arts, his true face hidden behind a mask made of the bones of his foes, seemed like a pretty reputable guy. Same went for Lucian, an unusually pale man who wore clothing made of solidified shadow. Unlike Alexander, he didn't hide his face, proudly showing off the totally radical forehead scar he got during a fight with a demon. And finally, there was Talon, a brown-cloaked wizard who always smelled of tobacco and always carried a secret weapon for when spells wouldn't do the trick; a steel revolver loaded with silver bullets. All three looked to be in their early thirties, although it was hard to tell with Alexander due to his mask, and the tobacco made Talon's voice a lot gruffer than the rest.
Mary herself did her best to keep her body clean and well-groomed, although she hid that body and its huge tits underneath several layers of white cleric garments that made her look more unassuming. She didn't follow any particular god; she was a simple wandering cleric who strove to support those who did good deeds, and so she was blessed with a little bit of power from every member of the continent's pantheon, all of which she put towards buffing.
Only a full level 100 party stood a chance of defeating the as of yet undefeated Nameless Lady of Lust who lurked at the bottom of the dungeon, but that wasn't their goal. Three level 80 wizards could probably take out several floors of the dungeon on their own and put a stop to several monster raids. But with a cleric doubling their effectiveness? They were going to be unstoppable.
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Mary and the three wizards arrived at the grand dungeon door. The entrance to the Dungeon of Lust was at the bottom of a canyon in the forest a day's travel away from the nearest city, and as Mary carefully and lovingly leashed her horse Starfall to a decayed tree and cast Invisibility on him, the three cloaked wizards got off their horses; Alexander spoke first.
"Mary, are you sure you want to cast a precious spell on that horse? It's replaceable, after all."
"He is not replaceable!" Mary said. "I raised him myself!"
Alexander seemed to back down. "My apologies, I thought he was magically conjured, perhaps with your cleric abilities. No mortal horse goes that fast... In all honesty, this stallion would be great for breeding. Perhaps you could make him extra virile by leading him into the dungeon, and finding one of those enchanted--"
"We ain't here for horse fuckin'," Talon gruffed out of his mouth as he lit another cigar.
"Anyway, some pre-dungeon buffs?" Mary asked.
The party nodded, and Mary started casting. First was Zone of Empowerment, to buff her buffs, then Magic Boost, then Mana Surge, then Holy Protection, then Divine Oath... Those were her longest lasting buffs, and she was already feeling a little tapped. Shorter-lived buffs would have to wait until they were in an actual fight.
"The clock is ticking, let's go!" Mary said as the party approached the door, which menacingly opened on its own as they came close. Inside were the dark, vaguely floral scented depths of the dungeon...
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The dangers of the Dungeon of Lust were straightforward; everything wanted to kill you, make you horny, debuff you, or all of the above. The floral scent had a potent willpower reducing effect. Clerics tended to resist it pretty well due to their faith and strong will, although Mary's nerdy and probably virgin companions were likely to be affected more if the Divine Oath spell ever went down.
The three mages and their sickly hued light spells illuminated the dark halls as Mary stayed close, always looking behind them to make sure there were no monsters.
"You three seem to know where you're going," Mary whispered.
"Yes. We've been here before," Alexander said. "Now trust us..."
"Where are we headed? What's up ahead?"
None of them answered for a moment, then Talon responded.
"Monsters be ahead," Talon gruffed out as he used his cigar to light another cigar.
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The first battle was easy; it was against a horde of giant spiders. Alexander and Lucian simply used a few Cones of Crushing Darkness spells to annihilate them. Mary was expecting them to have huge tits given the theme of the dungeon, but they didn't have anything of the sort. They were just giant spiders. They were worth enough experience to get Mary up to level 26; no new spells came at this level, but she did get a little tougher and better at casting the spells she already knew.
Mary tried not to step in the shadow-wreathed, crispy remains of the spiders as they moved on.
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After a few trivial encounters and some easily-avoided traps, they made it to a coffin-shaped steel door built into a wall.
"We're here," Alexander said. "Mary, you're a cleric, you'll be immune to what's in this room, so you should go on in first."
"What's in there?" Mary asked.
"Concentrated lust," Alexander said. "Lucian almost fell victim to it the last time we went by."
Lucian nodded, seemingly with a little embarrassment.
Alexander continued. "Only holy power can hold it back. We did our research; you'll barely feel a thing. Inside there should be enough treasure to buy you a full set of high level gear."
Mary looked around nervously. "So you just want me to... grab the handle and pull it open?"
"Yes."
"Alright... But you three need to be right behind me in case something happens."
Mary grabbed the handle. It was warm to the touch; what was inside?
She cautiously tried to crack the door open, but as soon as she got a tiny glimpse of the darkness inside, it flung open. She would have been knocked back had tentacles of pure slimy darkness not reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into the coffin.
A weakness debuff made her muscles grow limp as she was pulled into the dark space, which was unexpectedly cramped and narrow. She realized that this wasn't a room with a coffin shaped door; it was a coffin built into the wall.
Light could counteract darkness, so Mary tried casting a basic Holy Light spell, but a tentacle of darkness crammed its way into her mouth, disrupting her short chant. The tentacles bound her arms and legs, preventing her from moving.