Party Wipe in Erotic Trap Dungeon 9

"That's one," Brill said. She stood on the other side of the cage bars, smiling. "Only two more to go, Mira. Then our game will be complete."

Mira knelt on the cobbled floor of the jail cell. Her mind spun from the orgasm, and the foggy afterglow of her climax made it difficult to think. She had slipped up and accidentally came, but she tried her best to remain calm.

"We won't lose," she said, panting for breath. "We're all going to escape this dungeon together."

"Why leave this wonderful dungeon?" Brill stepped through the iron bars, turning into mist to phase through the cage. "Isn't this place worth dedicating ourselves to?"

She leaned down over Mira and placed a hand on her chin, tilting her face up. Mira could do little but stare up into the dark eyes of her former party member, and the sight sent a chill down her spine, yet the confident smirk on the former warrior's lips made her heart skip. Whether it was from fear or arousal, she no longer knew.

"Don't touch me, Brill." Mira pushed away her hand, cheeks burning. "I won't give in to temptation, not like you did."

"Really? But you're a third of the way there, you know?" Brill stepped back, and she nodded towards Mira's side. "Even if you leave this dungeon now, you'd already be seen as a demon."

Mira's short leather tail twitched reflexively as she felt Brill's attention on it. Her demon tail flicked from side to side nervously, and she swallowed a lump in her throat. Her new tail was oddly sensitive, and she could sense every twitch as the tail whipped from side to side.

"I'll find a priestess and get this curse lifted," Mira said. She raised one hand up to her head and touched the sprouting horns peeking out through her dark hair. "There has to be a way to reverse this transformation."

Combined with her new tail, the horns made her look like a demon. With each orgasm she had, the transformation would only grow more pronounced, but she was determined to resist. There was no way she would let herself turn into a demon; not like Brill did, at least.

"We'll see about that," Brill said. "Only two more strikes, and your transformation will be complete. After that, no priestess will be able to turn you back into a human."

-- Sophie's Perspective --

"Wren, let's talk about this..." Sophie said breathlessly.

Her pussy drooled a line of arousal down onto the forest floor, and she leaned back against a tree, barely able to support herself. Her knees shook after the half-dozen orgasms she experienced, yet she couldn't help herself. With each blissful climax, her body only felt better.

"There's nothing to talk about," Wren said, smiling up at her. Her fingers had a translucent appearance, and she pistoned them in and out of Sophie's cunt, sending tingles of pleasure out through her hips.

"Mnghhh..." Sophie moaned, eyes rolling up in her head. She tried to grab Wren's wrist, but it was futile. The small elf's body was no more solid than an apparition. Her dexterous fingers slipped through Sophie's guard to tease her pussy directly.

"Give in, Sophie. Once you succumb to these orgasms, you'll only feel better, you know?" Wren smiled up at her, and she slid her other hand up to Sophie's clit, massaging the sensitive button in circles.

"I'm weak there, please... Wren." Sophie took a shuddering gasp, and her hips bucked. However, despite her feverish cries of ecstasy, the ghost-like fingers only sped up, driving waves of pleasure through her lower half.

She felt her knees trembling, and her vision went white. With each swirl of the ghost-like fingers over her clit, she clenched down around Wren's fingers, and the pleasure spiked higher. There was no way she could resist, especially with how much the apparition looked like the real Wren.

"Come for me, Sophie." Wren looked up at her with a steadfast gaze, ordering her to orgasm.

Deep down, Sophie knew this wasn't the real Wren. Her real friend was much more sweet, caring, and tender. There was no way she would order her to come like this, especially when it meant losing part of her humanity. However, the waves of pleasure were undeniable.

"I'm coming!" Sophie shouted out, and her hips bucked one last time, clenching around the apparition's fingers. "Oh god, I'm coming..."

Waves of blissful ecstasy crashed through her hips like a shower of sparks. The pleasure tingled through every twitching muscle in her sex and thighs and melted out from her clit. With each stirring motion of Wren's fingers, the pleasure spiked to new heights and made Sophie's vision go white.

"Doesn't that feel better?" The imposter of Wren asked, smiling up at her. "Doesn't it feel good to orgasm?"

"You..." Sophie panted, trying to catch her breath. "You aren't the real Wren. You aren't real..."

"That's right. I'm no more than an illusion, Sophie, but my fingers still feel good, don't they?" The fake Wren smiled at her, and she began moving her fingers once more, sliding them in and out of her pussy with soft strokes.

"Mnghh..." A whimper escaped Sophie's lips, and she stared down at her sex with wide eyes.

The translucent appearance of Wren's body made it so nothing else interacted with her fingers. As she watched, her pussy drooled down onto the forest floor, dripping through Wren's hands in a lewd display. It was as if Wren's fingers were nothing but a figment of her imagination, yet the pleasure they brought was undeniable.

"Oh..." Sophie leaned back against the tree, and her mind went blank as a fresh orgasm built on the horizon. She could feel her body giving in to temptation, and every climax seemed to come faster than the last. If things continued at this pace, she wouldn't last for long.

(I have to escape...) Sophie thought to herself, and she tried shaking away the fog of pleasure clouding her mind. However, Wren's smile widened.

"Would you like to see what the real Wren is up to?" The fake Wren asked. "If you're so curious about her, I could show you what she's up to."

The words interrupted Sophie's train of thought, and her eyes snapped downwards, meeting the steadfast gaze of the illusionary Wren. "The real Wren?"

"That's right. I'm sure you're concerned for your friend." The fake wren sped up her fingers, swiping Sophie's clit from side to side and stroking her fingers in and out of her sex. "You're interested in what she's up to, aren't you?"

"Yes..." The words came out in a moan as the waves of pleasure built in her pussy once more. Her thoughts of escaping melted away as the pleasure built and the promise of seeing Wren echoed in her ears. "I wanna see the real Wren..."

"Then... take a look." The fake Wren nodded, and a holographic screen appeared in front of Sophie.

It showed Wren lying on a soft pink bed. Another 'Sophie' stood bent over her, licking between her legs. As Wren lay there, her features twisted in ecstasy and her mouth opened in a silent o-shape. She placed one hand on the fake Sophie's head, grabbing her long blonde curls.

Sophie stared at the illusion of herself and then back at Wren. Just like herself, Wren was being teased by a copy. Just like herself, Wren was struggling to hold back her urges. Her eyes crossed and hips twitched as a visible orgasm rippled through her.

"No way..." Sophie said under her breath, and she let out a soft moan. "Wren..."

"Your minds chose to fantasize about each other. Funny, isn't it?" The fake Wren sped up her fingers, and she stepped closer to Sophie. "She wants you just as much as you want her."

"Mnghhhh!" Sophie let out a crying moan, eyes fluttering as the fake Wren's fingers sped up. The slow drip of arousal from her pussy grew worse, and more droplets splattered onto the forest floor.

The longer she stared at the screen, the more aroused she became. Even if it was a fake version of herself licking between Wren's legs, and even if the Wren in front of her was just an illusion, it was no less stimulating.

The feeling of Wren's delicate fingers pistoning inside her pussy sent waves of pleasure tingling through her sex. Her clit throbbed and pulsed with sparks as the fake Wren swirled it in tight circles. Every passing second made Sophie's breath come in deeper pants, and her chest rose and fell rapidly as her pleasure increased to the brink. However, even as her mind spun and knees threatened to give out, she continued to stare at the screen.

The obscene display stoked her arousal higher, and she couldn't look away from the sight of her copy licking between Wren's legs. Sophie could practically feel the glistening lips of the short elf against her tongue. She could feel the hand of the real Wren gripping the back of her head, pulling her deeper.

"I'm... I'm coming again!" Sophie screamed out, hips bucking, and the corners of her vision darkened. Waves of bliss twitched through her pussy, and her expression twisted into a shaky smile.

It felt wrong, yet so good. The fake Wren's fingers felt too good to ignore, even if they were just an illusion. The sight of herself eating out the real Wren was too enticing. Even if the other version of herself was merely an illusion, she couldn't help but give in to the waves of bliss crackling through her brain as she imagined herself on the other side of the screen.

"Good job, Sophie..." The fake Wren smiled up at her. "At this rate, you only have a few more orgasms to go, and then you'll be free."

"Mngh..." Sophie let out a confused mewl as the fake Wren spoke. She didn't know what she was saying or what it meant, but she had a bad feeling about it.

-- Wren's Perspective --

"No way..." Wren backed up, and her butt hit the soft pink bed behind her.

"I think you'll enjoy this, Wren..." The fake Sophie placed one hand on her shoulder and pushed her, knocking her back onto the bed and into the soft folds of the pink blankets.

"Sophie... You're not the real Sophie, are you?" Wren took deep breaths, staring up at the naked body of her friend.

Every detail of her looked just as Wren remembered. Her large breasts, thick hips, and soft smile looked identical to the image of Sophie from her memories. Even the soft blond patch of pubic hair over her mons, which made Wren blush fiercely, was exactly as she imagined it would be. However, the kindly smile of Sophie felt sinister on the imposter's lips.

"That's right," the fake Sophie said, confirming Wren's suspicions. "I'm no more than a fantasy made real, but I think you'll enjoy this fantasy."

Before Wren could stop her, the fake Sophie leaned down, and she enveloped her mons with her mouth. With a long lick, she flicked her tongue through her folds and traced up through her labia.

"Mnghh!" Wren's hips bucked back against the imposter's soft mouth, and she let out a long sigh. Even if it was just an illusion, the fake Sophie still looked like Sophie, and her tongue felt just as real against her sex.

"Relax, Wren... I'll make your transformation into a demon an enjoyable one." Sophie sucked on her clit, swirling it with her tongue before pushing down and plunging inside Wren. Before she could even think to protest, the soft tongue entered her, and Sophie's nose ground down against her clit.

"Ah... Mnhh..." Wren let out another moan, and her eyes rolled up in her head. She tried to grab the imposter's head, but all she found was a bunch of Sophie's soft blond curls. Even as she tried to push her away, she reflexively pulled the face of her friend deeper between her legs.

"Mnn..." the fake Sophie hummed into her sex, and she pushed her tongue deeper, reaching impossibly far inside her. Perhaps because she was an illusion, her tongue reached all the way to her g-spot, licking against it, and Wren clenched down around her tongue.

(This is unfair...) Wren thought to herself, and she let out another soft moan. (She looks too much like Sophie... and her tongue feels too good!)

Her hips bucked, and she ground her clit up against Sophie's nose. The twitching waves of pleasure rippled through her lower half, and she smushed her cunt as hard as she could against her friend's face. Even if it was a fake, she couldn't deny how good it felt to see Sophie's tongue between her legs.

"Ah..." As the pleasure washed through her, Wren relaxed back into the soft pink sheets behind her. Her grip tightened on the back of Sophie's head, pulling her face deeper between her legs.

What they were doing was wrong. She shouldn't give in to temptation so easily. At this rate, she would turn into a demon completely, and there would be no returning from her transformation, but Wren couldn't care anymore.

Her silver hair darkened into a deep brown, and her green eyes shifted to a crimson hue. The feeling was as intoxicating as Sophie's tongue. Despite the transformation stealing away her humanity, Wren could feel the demonic energy surging through her, and it felt good. Every inch of the transformation felt better than the last, and the waves of pleasure coming from her hips grew more pronounced.

"I'm coming..." She let out a breathy sigh, and her eyes went cross-eyed.

The tingles of pleasure spiked, and her sex clenched down around Sophie's soft tongue reflexively, hips bucking. She had never felt an orgasm so strongly, and her vision darkened. With her heart pounding in her ears, she held her breath, and every muscle in her body tensed up.

"Mnhh..." The fake Sophie hummed into her pussy, and she slid her nose from side to side, rubbing her clit with it.

"Mnghhhhhh!" As she clenched around Sophie's tongue, the sudden stimulation at her clit made sparks of satisfaction race out of her sensitive button, and Wren took a gasping breath, unable to hold back. "Mnghh..."

The orgasm eventually died down, but Sophie continued to lick. She pulled out her tongue and drew it through Wren's lips once more. Even as she came down from the climax, she continued to lick and push her towards another. Wren could do little more than stare down at her with a dumb expression, basking in the feeling of her tongue.

For what felt like an eternity, the cycle continued, and she let out shuddering breaths. Her eyes lost focus, and she went cross-eyed as Sophie's tongue pushed her into one orgasm after another. Every time she thought she felt satisfied, the fake Sophie continued licking and driving her body up towards another orgasm. However, just when Wren thought she would go crazy from the amount of climaxes she experienced, she noticed something.

"Huh? Sophie..." She said the name under her breath, blinking in surprise.

A holographic screen stood in front of her. It showed an image of Sophie in the forest. She had her back up against a tree, and a translucent version of herself stood in front of Sophie, fingering her and massaging her clit. The sight made the last vestiges of Wren's embarrassment flare up.

"Why are you showing me this?" She asked breathily.

It felt like Sophie was staring at her. The eyes of her friend gazed longingly through the screen, meeting her own, and it made her heart beat even faster. Wren glanced nervously at the Sophie between her legs, then back at the screen, shuddering.

"Oh, that?" The fake Sophie lifted away her mouth and smiled up at Wren. "That's been there for a while now. The real Sophie has been watching you."

"What!?" Wren's pointed ears turned bright red, and she shuddered. Even with the transformation changing her appearance, the blush turned her cheeks and ears to the shade of a ripe tomato. "Why is she watching?"

"Why else? She likes the view, of course." The fake Sophie smiled, and she returned to licking between Wren's legs. "Only one more to go. I'm sure of it this time..."

"Wait." Wren shook her head and pushed away the fake Sophie's face. "I... I want to go to her; can you take me to Sophie?"

The illusion looked up at her in surprise but nodded. At her prompting, she stood up and turned around. "Your transformations are close enough to completion. It should be fine to merge the dreams."

The fake Sophie walked away, and the world melted around her. Every step she took made the pink room grow fainter, and a lush green forest took its place. From where Wren lay, it looked as if the screen showing the real Sophie expanded around her until she and the bed appeared in the middle of the forest.

"Wren!?" The real Sophie let out a startled squeak. "Why are you here...?"

She let out a shuddering moan. Thanks to the fake Wren fingering her sex, her cheeks were bright red, and the slow drip of arousal from her pussy made it clear that she'd experienced a similar number of orgasms as Wren herself.

"I think my role here is complete..." The fake Wren glanced back at the real one, then she turned and left, melting into an ethereal mist like the fake Sophie had.

"I came here because I wanted..." Wren leaned up on the bed and spread her legs, showing her glistening outer lips to Sophie. "I wanted your real tongue."

"Mngh..." Sophie let out a shuddering mewl, rubbing her thighs together. "Wren, it's not safe to orgasm in this place. I think it's turning us into demons. I can feel the corrupting energy getting deeper with each climax. I've tried to resist for as long as possible, but--"

"Shh." Wren interrupted her with a quiet shush. "I need you, Sophie. I can't wait any longer."

She reached down and spread her outer lips, baring herself before Sophie. The feeling of the imposter's tongue between her legs had been intoxicating, but it couldn't replace the real thing. She needed the genuine Sophie to go down on her, and she needed it now.

"But..." Sophie let out a shuddering breath. "Don't you see what's happened? Your hair, your eyes, even your body... it's changed."

"Even if we turn into demons, I don't care," Wren said breathlessly. Her transformation was so far gone, not a single inch of her previous appearance remained. It was futile to think about resistance, and all she could feel was a deep desire for the real Sophie.

Her eyes narrowed, and she raised a hand towards Sophie. With a beckoning finger, she motioned Sophie to approach, giving a 'come-hither' motion, and she used her other hand to keep her lips spread. The message was obvious, and despite Sophie's clear resistance, her cheeks grew into an even deeper shade of red.

"Wren..." Sophie said hesitantly, but she took a step forward, clenching her legs together. "This is a bad idea. We can't give in to their games."

"All I'm giving in to is my desire for you, Sophie." Wren leaned back on the bed and stared up at Sophie with a longing look. "Come closer, Sophie."

"Mnghh..." Sophie let out a resistant mewl, but like a siren's song in her ears, she obeyed Wren's command. Her feet shuffled forward, and she stepped up to the bed where Wren lay. "I'm sorry, Wren. If there's any part of you left inside there, I'm sorry. I'm too weak to resist!"

She leaned down, and Wren smiled as Sophie plunged her tongue inside her sex. It felt even better than the fake Sophie's tongue, and she let out a satisfied shudder, relaxing into the thick presence of Sophie's mouth.

"There's nothing to apologize for, Sophie." Wren laid a hand on the back of her head, tracing through the genuine blonde curls of her friend. "We both want this, don't we?"

Sophie gave an affirmative hum into her sex, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Despite being the one licking, Wren heard Sophie give out a moan, and she pushed her face into her crotch as hard as it would go. Over and over, she wiggled her tongue inside Wren's pussy, and her eyes rolled up in her head.

"That's it," Wren said softly, smiling at the look of bliss on Sophie's features. "We can be together forever."

Time seemed to melt away as the real tongue of her friend explored her sex. Wren's eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, and she relaxed into the waves of pleasure. It took far longer than the expert tongue of the fake, yet the imposter couldn't compare to the real thing. The satisfaction of having the genuine tongue of Sophie in her pussy made Wren smile, and she felt herself rising towards yet another orgasm.

(Ah, there's no coming back from this...) She thought to herself.

The slow build of demonic energy had increased with each climax, and she could feel it in her soul. If she came here, to the real tongue of her friend, the last of her humanity would disappear. What little chance she had of escaping this dungeon would be gone forever.

"We can still try to escape," Sophie said. She pulled back her mouth, looking up at Wren with wide eyes. "It's never too late..."

"Did I tell you to stop licking?" Wren's eyes narrowed at Sophie, and the former priestess gave a shudder.

"Wren..." She let out a mewl, wiggling her hips and rubbing her thighs together. Despite her resistance, it was clear her own corruption was close at hand.

"Sophie," Wren said, and she smiled softly at her friend. "Once you finish licking, I'll help you finish your transformation as well. I'll make you feel better than that imposter ever could."

"Mnn..." Another mewl escaped Sophie's lips, and her face turned bright red. Behind her, the slow drip of arousal only grew worse, and Wren spotted the wetness running down between her thighs.

"Don't you want to lick?" Wren asked, and she reached down, spreading her lips once more. She showed Sophie the soft pink folds of her pussy and smiled. "Come on... Who cares about becoming a demon? I like how your tongue feels, and you like how I taste, don't you?"

"Mnghh..." Sophie stared down at her spread pussy, growing cross-eyed. Her cheeks couldn't get any redder, and the soft whines she gave only highlighted how desperately she wanted to continue licking.

"Please? Sophie..." Wren called out her name, and she leaned back into the soft bed behind her, arching her back off the sheets. "I need you, Sophie. Please..."

The last of Sophie's will crumbled away, and she leaned down, burying her tongue once more between her legs. What little resistance she put up disappeared as she moaned and licked between the soft folds, and Wren smiled.

The sounds of Sophie's moans echoed in her ears, and she joined them with her own voice, crying out. The pleasure tingling through her sex had never felt so good, especially after tempting her friend. Sophie had been right. They should have been trying to resist the corrupting influence of the demon seeds, yet it felt good to give in, and the sight of Sophie's inhibitions melting away felt even better.

"Ahhh..." Wren cried out, and she grabbed Sophie's head with both her hands, panting for breath.

Just like the imposter, her nose pushed down on her clit, and tingles of pleasure rippled out of the sensitive button. However, the feeling of Sophie's genuine face eclipsed any illusion or dream. Wren's lips parted as the waves of satisfaction washed through her lower half. Over and over, she basked in the pleasant sensation, and she felt herself pushing towards her ultimate climax.

"Mnghhh! Mnnnn!" Sophie moaned into her sex, licking at her opening and rubbing her nose from side to side over Wren's sensitive clit. Even as she pleasured her, she let out sinful cries of ecstasy as well, eyes fluttering in satisfaction.

"I'm gonna come, Sophie. I'm going to come from that beautiful tongue of yours." Wren looked down, face twisting in ecstasy. "Oh god, you feel so good. I'm gonna turn into a demon, and it feels so gooooood!"

Wren cried out, and Sophie looked up, meeting her gaze. As they stared into each other's eyes, Wren clenched down around her tongue, and she pulled Sophie's face between her legs as deep as it would go. The twitching climax overcame her, and a shiver ran down her spine at how good it felt to have the real Sophie's mouth against her pussy.

"Mnghh..." Sophie moaned into her twitching sex, and her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull. However, even as Wren stared down at her with a suggestive smile, a shiver ran down Sophie's spine.

-- Sophie's Perspective --

She could feel it. Wren's transformation was complete. As her twitching pussy clenched around her tongue, the demonic energy swelled through the elf's smaller body, and Sophie's heart dropped at the feeling. She had been the one to seal Wren's fate.

(Ah, what have I done?) She thought to herself.

Sophie pulled back, blushing, thoughts swirling through her mind in a flurry. It had felt good to lick between Wren's legs, yet the regret and shame of her actions made her ears burn. By giving in to temptation, she had completed Wren's demonic transformation.

"Wren..." Sophie said under her breath, looking down at her.

The former elf's green eyes had turned a deep crimson. Her straight silver hair, which all elves prided themselves on, had turned to a dark curly brown. However, the most pronounced feature of all was her body. Her pale complexion had a slight sun-kissed look to it. Her fair features had turned into something no different than that of an ordinary human.

"Where are you looking, Sophie?" Wren sat up on the bed and grabbed her hand, staring at her intensely. "Do you not like my new body? I may look different, but this body was forged in my love for you. There's no one else I would rather have turn me into a demon..."

"Wren..." Sophie's heart quickened, and she looked up to meet her friend's steadfast gaze. The look was even more intense than the imposter of Wren had, and it made Sophie blush for an entirely new reason. Rather than from shame, her cheeks warmed at the sound of Wren's love confession.

"Come on, Sophie. Join me." Wren gave a tug on her hand, pulling her into bed.

Sophie didn't have the heart to resist, especially since her current heart was pounding so fiercely in her ears. The insistent tug on her hand made her climb onto the soft pink blankets of the bed, and she joined Wren by her side.

"We only have to have one person succeed in this challenge," Sophie said. "If even one of us resists the corruption, we can all go free. That's what Brill said when we first began the game, at least. If I remain uncorrupted, I can be the one to set us free... There's still time to change our minds."

"What are you talking about, Sophie?" Wren gave her a knowing smile, and she lay down beside Sophie, snuggling up close to her on the bed. "We both know that won't happen. The moment you entered this bed, your fate was sealed... I won't let you go."

"Nnn..." Sophie let out a whine, but the closeness of Wren's body made a tingle of anticipation build between her legs.

The corrupting influence of the demonic energy had only grown stronger with each orgasm she had. Despite orgasming a dozen times, the carnal influence grew stronger, and her libido only seemed to climb higher with each climax. Sophie stared into Wren's eyes breathlessly, and her thighs rubbed together unconsciously.

"Here, let's get out of these dumb clothes, shall we?" Wren's smile widened, and she grabbed the bottom of Sophie's red silk dress. "Clothes can be so uncomfortable, can't they?"

She pulled the bottom of the dress up, and Sophie obediently raised her arms, allowing her to pull it off. Wren threw it aside and into the surrounding forest, then she did the same for her own clothes, stripping off what little garments remained on her body and tossing them into the lush underbrush of their surroundings.

"It's rather strange having a bed in the middle of the forest, isn't it?" Sophie asked, hoping to change the subject, and she wrapped her arms around her breasts, hiding what little dignity she had left.

"Sophie... Why don't you look at me again?" Wren smiled and saddled her smaller body up onto Sophie's lap, smiling down at her. "You were so interested earlier. Why don't you take a closer look?"

"Mnnnn..." A fresh whine escaped Sophie's lips as Wren's hips settled over her own. She knew it was a bad idea to play along and that Wren was a demon now, but she couldn't help but look.

First there was Wren's bare shoulders, which she always hid inside a vest or coat. Even before looking at her breasts, Sophie's pulse quickened at the sight of Wren's shoulders. The view made her wet, and her cheeks flushed. Even without the countless orgasms clouding her mind, she would have been distracted from the sight.

(Oh, Wren...) Sophie thought to herself, and her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull, relaxing into the bed beneath her.

Further down was Wren's chest. Her breasts were small and petite, much more conservative than Sophie's own bread-roll-loving figure. Where she had a slight tummy and large, full breasts, Wren's own bosom looked as if it was sculpted from marble, and her belly was flat enough to make a courtesan jealous.

Then there was her sex. The tight slit between her legs, which Sophie had licked every corner of, made Sophie's arousal spike to new heights. A large wet stain formed in the blankets between her legs, and she panted for breath.

"Wren," Sophie said. She probably sounded like a broken record by now, endlessly repeating Wren's name, but it felt so good to say. She glanced up to meet Wren's crimson gaze, and her breath caught in her throat.

The amused look in her friend's eyes was unlike anything Sophie had seen before. Even the imposter hadn't looked so sinister. It was as if Wren were seeing through her--seeing straight through to the arousal burning in Sophie's abdomen or to the embarrassment that made her heart pound in her ears.

"Shh, Sophie. You don't have to say a word." Wren's lips curved in a knowing smirk, and she leaned down, bringing her lips to Sophie's. "Trust in me, Sophie."

"Mnn..." Sophie moaned into the kiss, pulse racing. Wren's soft, tender lips seemed to blot out all her worries. Any thought of resistance melted into the shared kiss, and she brought her arms around Wren, hugging her smaller body tight.

"That's it..." Wren broke the kiss and pushed her forehead against Sophie's, staring into her eyes. "Let's relax and feel good together, Sophie."

The words might as well have been from a siren's lips. They rang in Sophie's ears and bounced around her brain. Before Wren was finished speaking, she knew she was done for. The last of her willpower drained away as the bright red eyes of her friend stared into her own.

"Wren..." Sophie tightened her arms around her, and she opened her legs.

Wren's thigh slipped between her own, and her hip rose to meet Wren's mons. Their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, and even without words, they both shifted their legs up to form the perfect angle for the other. It was a breathless moment as they took their positions, and then they moved their hips.

Sophie ground her sex up against Wren's thigh, and waves of pleasure washed through her hips. It made her mind spin, and each grinding motion of her hips brought more of the tingling satisfaction. Over and over, she rubbed her pussy up and down, grinding against the soft top of Wren's leg.

It felt like heaven, yet it surely must have been hell. Each shift of their hips together made the demonic energy swell inside Sophie, but the pleasure came just as strongly. Stars danced in her eyes, and a soft smile rose to her lips. Despite the demonic corruption progressing through her body, she couldn't help but moan in satisfaction.

"Sophie..." Wren said from above her. She stared down at her with a smile, grinding her hips up and down to match Sophie's.

Each sway of her lower half made her thigh slide up and down across Sophie's mons, and more pleasure tingled out of her mound. However, even as Sophie's mind spun from the stimulation, her hip ground just as hard between Wren's legs.

The small elf's pussy slid back and forth across her thigh, and Wren's eyes fluttered, her sex twitching with satisfaction. Wren's smile grew wider with each undulation of their hips together, and Sophie stared up at the expression in a drunken stupor. The sight of Wren lost in the pleasure was intoxicating, and it further fanned the flames of arousal building within Sophie's belly.

"Wren..." Sophie said, and she truly thought she must have sounded like a broken record, but she couldn't care anymore.

She tightened her arms around Wren's body, squeezing the elf's petite chest against her swelling breasts. She embraced Wren tight enough to knock the breath out of them both, and she stared into her eyes, barely able to contain her moans.

The soft red eyes Wren had were unfamiliar and familiar all at the same time. Sophie stared into them with a half-lidded gaze, and Wren returned the look, slowly continuing the undulation of her hips. For a long time, they stared into each other's eyes before kissing once more.

This time, they didn't stop. They continued grinding and kissing together for what felt like hours, lost in the pleasure of each other's bodies. Wren's soft thigh felt better than any toy she had tried since entering the dungeon, and Sophie moaned into their kiss. Over and over, she ground her sex up and down against the softness, and she felt Wren do the same against her leg.

(I'm done for.) Sophie thought to herself.

The demonic energy continued to grow, but she didn't have the will to resist it. Wren felt so good in her arms, and the warmth of the elf's lithe body against her own was enough to make her swoon. She continued grinding, kissing, and moaning as the corruption grew worse.

As a former priestess, she could feel the energy distinctly.

The demonic influence started in her belly, where she had swallowed the seed. It flowed out through her veins, and each pounding beat of her heart drove it into the recesses of her body. Rather than progressing from one point to the other, it was as if her entire body was being burned by the corrupting influence of the seed. However, the flames felt good.

Her pleasure grew more intense with each kiss against Wren's lips. The tingling satisfaction in her clit strengthened with each undulation of their hips against each other. It felt so good against her pussy; Wren's thigh might as well have been the tongue of the devil.

Sophie couldn't think about anything else. The pleasure of having Wren's sweaty body squeezed tight against her own replaced the world itself. She continued grinding and humping Wren's leg, and Wren continued humping her back. Their bodies formed a soft rhythm as they undulated against each other.

"Wren, I'm gonna come..." Sophie whispered into her ear. She broke the kiss to embrace Wren even tighter, and her chest heaved as she panted for breath.

"Me too, Sophie..." Wren's hot, raspy breath hit her ear, and Sophie nodded.

She closed her eyes, focusing her everything on the building pleasure in her pussy. Their pace grew faster, and they lost their rhythm as they humped frantically against one another, but it no longer mattered. They were both past the point of no return, and Sophie felt the last drops of the corrupting influence fill her body.

"I'm coming!" She shouted out and bucked one final time against Wren's thigh. The throbbing warmth in her swollen clit grew into a firestorm of sparks as the pleasure raced out of her sensitive button.

"Sophie!!!" Wren shouted out, and her lithe legs clenched down around her thigh.

Sophie felt Wren's pussy twitching against her skin, and her eyes fluttered in satisfaction. As the waves washed through her, the bliss of feeling Wren's hot body pressed tight against her made it feel all the better. Even if she'd sealed her fate and cast aside her humanity, she no longer cared.

She was with Wren.

-- Mira's Perspective --

"Why are you showing me this?" Mira asked, panting for breath. A deep red blush filled her cheeks, and a small puddle of arousal had formed between her legs.

In front of her were holographic screens showing Wren and Sophie's last moments as humans. The screens replayed every steamy moment as they were seduced by the other's copies before eventually turning on each other and losing their minds to pleasure.

Mira stared at the screens, unable to look away, and her fingers rubbed softly between her legs.

She couldn't remember when she'd started masturbating, but she couldn't stop now that she'd started. As she watched Sophie and Wren kiss and fuck each other's brains out, she rubbed two fingers against her clit, panting for breath.

Tingles of pleasure swelled through her pussy and made concentrating difficult. She knew she was making a mistake by masturbating, but she couldn't help herself. Her mind felt so foggy after her first orgasm, and the urge to come had only gotten more pronounced as she'd indulged in the forbidden pleasure. Over and over, she stroked her clit, and soft mewls of pleasure escaped her lips.

"You know exactly why I'm showing you this," Brill said, smiling, and she nodded at the holographic screens. "Because it's working."

"Mnghhh..." Mira let out a soft moan, and a shudder ran through her body. She tried to pull away her hand, but the dripping arousal between her legs was maddening. She had to touch herself, or she'd go crazy.

"Now, shall we check on how Allie's doing?" Brill asked, smiling. "I'm sure you're curious, and judging by that look on your face, I think you already have a good idea of what she's up to..."

Brill snapped her fingers, and the holographic screens changed. In their place, a new screen appeared, and it showed Allie walking over a line of vertical feathers, brushing them across her mons. Mira looked at the screen, eyes fluttering as the tempting sensations ran through her own pussy.

"Allie..." she said under her breath, and she reached out towards the screen.

"Unfortunately, it's not time for you two to meet yet," Brill said, and her grin widened even further. "First, let's see how Allie fares against her new opponents."

-- Allie's Perspective --

"This is heaven," Allie said, and she giggled to herself.

She walked across a field of clouds, surrounded by a sky-like void. One after another, feathers traced across her slit. Each feather stood vertically, and Allie walked across them, letting them stroke against her slit. Every step brought another gentle stroke over her mons, and she walked towards the distant horizon, following the unending procession of feathers.

"That's it. Just keep walking." A clone of herself stood next to her, and she held Allie's hand, giving her an encouraging nod. "Keep walking and let the pleasure into your mind."

"Ah..." Allie took a shaky step forward, stroking a feather across the length of her mons, and a fresh tingle of pleasure raced out from her crotch.

The further she walked across the string of feathers, the better it felt. Arousal glistened on her lips and ran down between her legs. Each new feather fanned her urges and made her mind melt in bliss. However, the longer she walked across the endless string of feathers, the more difficult it was to continue.

Her thighs trembled, breath coming in heavy pants. Every step felt more difficult than the last as the pleasure built higher. However, what kept her moving was Mira.

Through their shared connection, she felt Mira masturbating. Mira's dexterous fingers swirled her clit in circles, causing Allie's sex to twitch uncontrollably. It felt as if an invisible hand were teasing her sensitive button, encouraging her to keep walking, and Allie forced her feet to continue, stroking more of the feathers over her slit.

"Isn't this fun?" Her clone asked, and the halo above the clone's head brightened. She stared at Allie with an encouraging smile, squeezing Allie's hand in her own.

"This is so fun," Allie said with a giggle, eyes in a half-lidded stupor. Each feather made her laugh and blush, her heart skipping from excitement.

She looked over at her clone, staring at the halo in a daze. A similar halo was growing over her own head, too. Like the doppelgänger, she had small wings growing out of her back, and the faint glowing ring made her look like an angel.

It had started when she orgasmed. A swell of energy stirred within her, and her body transformed into something reminiscent of an angel. It was a peculiar feeling, and the energy felt malevolent, almost sinister, yet she couldn't care less. Her mind felt as airy as cotton candy, and every new feather she walked over made her hornier--far too horny to worry about the strange transformation she was going through.

"Sorry, Allie, I gotta get going," her angel-like clone said, and Allie blinked in surprise.

"Hm? Go where?" She looked around the sky-like void and tilted her head. There didn't seem like there was anywhere else to go.

"My purpose here is complete," the angel said, then she stepped back, melting into mist.

"How strange..." Allie said to herself, but her head felt so light, she didn't really mind.

She continued walking down the string of feathers, tracing each one over her slit. It was less fun without the bubbly, angel-like doppelgänger, but it was still entertaining. Her arousal built into a warm bonfire in her tummy, and the tingles of satisfaction grew stronger with each step.

(If Mira keeps masturbating like this, we'll both come in no time.) Allie thought to herself, and she giggled to herself again. She could still feel Mira's fingers rubbing her clit, masturbating. The feeling was intoxicating, and her blush grew into a deep red as she basked in the feeling.

One step, two; she kept walking down the string of feathers, walking towards the endless horizon of the sky-like void. The twitching, throbbing sensation in her pussy spread down to her thighs, enveloping her hips in the needy desire.

She felt like her legs would surely give way, and her knees trembled beneath her. However, her heightened libido pushed her forward. Every feather felt better than the last as they stroked against her dripping sex.

Eventually, she couldn't remember how long she had been walking, but she didn't care. Her arousal kept building within her, burning through every fiber of her being, and she needed release. The orgasm was so close, yet the feathers were so light.

Mira's fingers slowed down, keeping her right on the edge. Perhaps it was better if they didn't orgasm, because then her transformation would continue, but Allie hadn't cared from the start. She wanted the orgasm, and she wanted it more than anything else in the world. As the needy desire built between her legs, it felt like she would go insane.

Step by step, she continued down the string of feathers, unable to think of anything else to do. However, the orgasm never came, no matter how far she walked. It seemed to recede further and further the closer she got to climax.

Mira's fingers got slower and slower, barely shifting over her clit and leaving her trembling at the edge of ecstasy. Allie tried to speed up her own pace, stroking more of the feathers against her crotch, but it wasn't enough. Her own thighs trembled, knees shaking, and she struggled to make it even a few steps without panting for breath.

The most frustrating thing was how it felt like she was going nowhere. The sky-like void offered no change in surroundings. With no breeze, her sweat accumulated and dripped down at her feet, creating a growing puddle of arousal and perspiration. Despite how serene and heaven-like her surroundings seemed, it felt like a torturous hell.

Then, just when she felt like she was going to go crazy, everything changed.

--

"Let's open up this box." Sophie's voice called out, and Allie blinked in surprise.

(Sophie?) She thought to herself, and she turned towards the direction from where it came, but the sound was muffled, and she couldn't make out where the voice came from.

"What a big shipment," Wren's voice said from the other side of her, and it came through in a similar muffled manner. "We're always stuck with the difficult ones, huh?"

(Wren?) Allie thought to herself, and she turned to the other side, furrowing her brow. Similar to Sophie, there was no sign of her, and her voice was muffled, but Allie noticed something as she looked around herself.

The surrounding sky-like void had a texture to it. The endless horizon seemed closer than Allie remembered, and it had an odd 'painted' feeling to it. Her surroundings looked like they were drawn with a crayon.

"One, two..." Sophie's voice came again, and the sound of a creaking box echoed around Allie. A crowbar splintered the 'sky', and it pried the crayon drawing away.

"Three, four..." Wren said from the other side, and a similar crowbar split the surroundings, peeling it back.

"What the?!" Allie's eyes widened as four walls fell back around her. The sky-like void, which had taken on the appearance of a crude crayon drawing, fell back to reveal a large warehouse around Allie.

Below her was a treadmill, and a string of feathers ran across from one side of the treadmill to the other, wrapping between her legs and then down into the treadmill base. It was as if the heaven-like place Allie had been in was a mere illusion, and she had been in the strange box with a treadmill the entire time.

"Hm?" Sophie stepped over the sides of the broken box and approached Allie's right side. "Looks like this one is mid-transformation. I suppose the higher-ups want us to finish that."

"Well, work is work." Wren threw her crowbar over her shoulder, stepping up to Allie's other side. She looked her up and down with a skeptical eye. "We'll have to finish this one's transformation before tonight. I wanna hit the bar early."

The two of her friends had a strange appearance to them. Wren almost looked like a human, with brown hair and freckles dotting her skin. She looked nothing like an elf except for her pointed ears, and even her eyes had turned a crimson red, similar to a demon.

Sophie looked human, but she was wearing a pantsuit and bowler hat. She wielded the crowbar in one hand, slapping it against her palm and looking over Allie's nude body with an appraising look. Wren had a similar outfit, and it looked as if they had coordinated their pantsuits to match.

"Uhm, what's going on?" Allie asked, and she looked around herself, but all she saw was a strange warehouse with dozens of other boxes, similar to the one she was in. It was a strange and disorienting spot to be in, especially with her state of undress.

Since tossing aside her negligee, she was completely nude, and her endless edging did little to help her appearance. A visible wetness dripped down between her thighs, and a deep flush filled her cheeks, ears, and chest. Compared to the sharp pinstripe suits of the other two, her birthday suit left her looking disheveled and unkempt. She couldn't help feeling self-conscious and covering her breasts as they looked her over.

"Grab her," Wren said, and she gave a nod to Sophie. "Let's take her to the backroom."

"As you wish, boss." Sophie gave a nod and planted a hand on Allie's shoulder.

"Backroom? Boss?" Allie's eyes widened. However, before she could get an answer to her questions, she was whisked off through the labyrinth of boxes filling the warehouse. Sophie dragged her to the back of the warehouse and into the room they mentioned.

"Sit down," Sophie said and pushed her into a small metal seat.

"We're gonna tie you up, so stay still," Wren said.

Allie nodded to them, too confused to protest, and she glanced around herself.

The backroom was like the warehouse, with a concrete floor and sheet metal walls. However, the roof was lower. It had a much more confined feeling to it, and small, thin windows near the top of the walls let in a pool of sunlight down onto the surrounding floor.

"Is the rope really necessary?" Allie asked eventually. "Why are you two dressed like that, anyway?"

She glanced between Sophie and Wren as they wrapped a cord of rope around her chest, arms, and legs. They secured her to the chair, making it so she could hardly wiggle in the tight restraints. The cold metal of her seat made her nervous, but she couldn't detect any malicious intent from them. Despite everything, the rope was soft, and they weren't hurting her as they restrained her.

"Just play along," Sophie whispered to her, and she gave a wink to Allie.

"Think of this as something like a dream," Wren said, and she gave her a smile.

(A dream...) Allie thought to herself, and she nodded. That made sense. This felt a lot like a dream.

"So, how shall we finish her off?" Sophie asked, stepping back. "The usual, boss?"

"Yeah, I think we'll just do the usual." Wren nodded and stared down at her with a discerning eye. "Bring out The Jar."

"The Jar?" Allie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Sophie walked around to a shelf on the side of the room, pulling off a large glass jar from a metal rack. She took it over to where Allie sat, setting it in front of her. As 'The Jar' got closer, she spotted dozens of thick tentacles swimming around inside a purple fluid.

"Open it up," Wren said.

"Of course, boss." Sophie took off her suit jacket, revealing her enormous chest bulging within a white button-up shirt. She rolled up the sleeves of her dress shirt, then popped the top of the jar, unsealing it. "You can never go wrong with the classic."

She pulled out a thick red tentacle, and Allie blushed at the sight of it. As the squirming tentacle was pulled out of the jar, a tingle of anticipation ran between her legs. It looked just like the ones they faced when first entering the dungeon. However, when they first entered the dungeon, her libido hadn't been so high.

Allie swallowed, and her pulse quickened. The endless buildup and edging from walking across the feathers had left her urges in a frenzied state, and that was to say nothing of Mira's masturbation, which continued even now. She could feel Mira's fingers rubbing her clit through the shared connection, and her mind refocused on the sensation at the sight of the tentacle.

Allie tried rubbing her thighs together, but the rope restraints kept her legs spread. Back and forth, the tentacle squirmed in Sophie's grasp, and she couldn't look away from it. Her pent-up arousal came flooding back, and a flicker of warmth built in her belly.

"I see..." Allie whispered under her breath, and she giggled. "You two are going to finish my transformation."

"That's right," Wren said. "The boss said we need to help finish you off."

"The boss's boss needs us to do a little job for her," Sophie said, and Allie noticed a strange accent to her words. From the way Sophie and Wren spoke, it was almost like they were old-fashioned mobsters, especially with their pinstripe suits; they looked almost comical.

"By the time we're finished, you'll be calling her boss too," Wren said, smiling. "That's what it means to complete the transformation."

Sophie nodded and brought the squirming tentacle closer, lowering it between Allie's legs.

"Oh," Allie said, and her breath caught in her throat.

The short red tentacle brushed between her thighs, rubbing against her slit, and waves of pleasure washed out through her hips. Even the lightest touch of the tentacle against her mons made her breath catch in her throat, and her eyes fluttered in satisfaction.

"Oh god..." Allie said, and she pushed her legs wider, spreading them as far as the restraints would go.

Sophie let the tentacle's tip push inside her, and Allie threw back her head. Just the girth of its head pushing through her opening sent a shiver down her spine. The orgasm she had waited for so long seemed close at hand. If Sophie released the tentacle and let it wiggle inside her, there would be no turning back. However, right before Sophie let it go, a voice called out to her.

"Allie... you need to resist." Mira stared out from a holographic screen, giving her a pleading look. "Don't give up."

"Mimi?!" Allie let out a shuddering breath, staring at the screen. "What are you talking about? I've been waiting for so long. I wanna come again..."

Sophie held the tentacle just inside her, letting the squirming head of the tentacle slip in and out of her opening, stroking between her labia, and the feeling sent shivers of pleasure racing down her spine. It was all she could do to face the holographic screen, giving Mira a pleading look.

"You can't, Allie." Mira shook her head, and she gave a shudder. Through their shared connection, she experienced the tentacle teasing against her opening, and Allie felt a swell of arousal come from Mira's side of the telepathic link.

"You want this too, right?" Allie asked, and she glanced at Sophie. "Just release the tentacle; let's finish this..."

"No..." Mira shook her head, panting for breath. "Allie, you mustn't."

However, even as she spoke, Allie felt Mira masturbating. She had one hand between her legs and crouched on the ground, stroking her clit. The sensation sent tingles of anticipation and pleasure racing out of Allie's own sensitive button, and her eyes fluttered in satisfaction.

"It doesn't make sense," Allie said breathlessly. "If you don't want this, why are you masturbating?"

"That's..." Mira stared out from the screen, blushing heavily. Behind her, the end of a short demon tail whipped back and forth nervously. "I can't help myself."

"I can't help myself either," Allie said, smiling. "Oh, god, I want it so bad."

Sophie continued holding the tentacle just inside her opening, letting the head of it lick in and out of her and causing it to stroke between her outer lips. The feeling was intoxicating, and Allie was sure Sophie knew what she was doing, but all she did was smile at Allie, holding the tentacle back from fully entering her.

"Why don't we settle this with a game?" Wren stepped forward, sharing a knowing glance with Sophie, and then she looked back at Mira and Allie. "We'll only let go of the tentacle if Mira consents to it. However, Allie, you'll help us convince her. Let's call it the 'Convince Mira to Give In' game."

"That sounds like a fun game," Allie said hazily. Her eyes fell into a half-lidded lull as the tentacle licked at her opening, and she would have agreed to anything if it meant she could reach orgasm.

"I'm not agreeing to anything!" Mira said, shaking her head, but she continued to rub the spot between her legs, blushing. Even as she protested, she stroked circles into her clit and sent tingles of pleasure through their shared connection.

"That's the fun part," Sophie said, and she stood up, tossing the tentacle back into the jar. "You don't have to agree to it. We're here to convince you, after all."

Allie glanced between Sophie and the screen hesitantly. Without the teasing tentacle at her pussy, she began to feel unsure of her decision to play the game. However, Mira's fingers continued to stroke her clit, keeping her at the edge of orgasm, and her breath came in heavy pants as she struggled to hold back her arousal.

From the other side of the screen, Mira gave her a pleading look, but her cheeks held a deep red blush. Her fingers only quickened as the tentacle left Allie's pussy, and a moan escaped her lips. She stared back at Allie for several seconds before looking away in shame.

"How do I play?" Allie asked, glancing between the other two.

"You sit there and look pretty," Sophie said with a smile. "Let us take care of you, and we'll make sure to convince Mira."

"I'm pretty good at this," Wren said and stepped up to Allie's side. She laid a hand on her thigh, stroking the soft spot between her legs. "I convinced Sophie to give in, after all."

Allie's breathing quickened as the former elf's dexterous fingers massaged her inner thigh. Tingles of pleasure raced out and gathered between her legs. As the teasing touch continued, her moans grew louder, and she stared at the holographic screen through a half-lidded gaze.

Mira looked stubbornly away, not meeting her gaze, but Allie felt her emotions through their shared connection. Her arousal was just as high as her own, if not higher. Even as Mira tried to resist, she continued masturbating and stroking her clit in slow circles, keeping them both on the edge.

"Allie, where do you think Mira's weak spot is?" Sophie asked, and she stepped up behind her, cupping her chest from behind. "You know her well, don't you?"

"Her breasts, obviously..." Allie said, smiling. As Sophie's hands played with her chest, the building warmth between her legs grew worse, and her wetness dripped down onto the metal chair beneath her, but Mira's reaction was even more intense.

She stiffened, and her fingers paused over her clit. As Sophie's expert hands massaged Allie's chest, Mira's nipples visibly stiffened, and a squeak of surprise escaped her lips. Round and round, Sophie circled Allie's nipples, and Mira's blush traveled up to her ears. As the teasing touch continued, her eyes clenched shut and her hips began to twitch.

"We've both always been on the smaller side," Allie said, smiling as she watched Mira react. "So we have very sensitive breasts, but Mira has always had a particular weakness for them. She didn't like anyone touching them, even as a joke, because she was so sensitive."

"How interesting..." Sophie said, and she let her words tickle the back of Allie's neck. With two fingers, she pinched her nipples, and Mira's back arched. "Thank you, Allie."

The massage at her chest continued a while longer, and Mira's reactions grew more intense. Her hips eventually gave out, and she fell to the floor, twitching. Where before she was rubbing her clit to satiate her urges, even that wasn't possible as the teasing, groping hands of the former priestess played with her chest. Instead, she covered her crotch, panting for breath.

"I'm sorry, Mira..." Allie said, and a moan escaped her lips. She stared at the screen breathlessly, watching Mira squirm, but her arousal only grew more intense at the sight. "I want us to feel better and better."

Where Mira was turning into a demon, Allie's appearance looked more similar to an angel. Her small wings twitched behind her, and a faint halo glowed above her head. When she saw Mira's demon horns and tail, it only solidified her thoughts that they were meant to be together. Who better to be the partner of a demon than an angel?

"Let's finish this, Mira..." Allie said. "Let's finish these transformations, and then we'll be together forever."

"Allie..." Mira looked back at the screen, eyes fluttering. "We can't give in to the demons..."

However, even as she protested, her small tail twitched back and forth, and her hips bucked up and down. Even as she tried to shake her head, her fingers moved, sliding over her clit once more, and tingles of pleasure raced out of her clit.

Allie felt it as distinctly as she would her own body. Mira's arousal was just as overwhelming as her own, and the slow rub at her clit was intoxicating. It felt better than Sophie's hands at her breasts, and Allie shuddered. If Mira's weakness was her chest, then her weakness was surely her clit.

"Why not give in?" Wren asked, and she slid her fingers up between Allie's legs. Gently, she dipped them inside and stroked in and out. "Mira, there's no reason to hold back, you know?"

Wren glanced back at the screen, meeting the rogue's gaze as she pushed in and out of Allie's pussy. Mira visibly flinched at the intense stare, but a fresh moan escaped her lips.

"We can't..." she said under her breath. "We can't give up."

"Why not?" Sophie asked, and she gave another pinch at Allie's nipples. "It'll feel good, and all you need to do is say yes. Just say the word, and we'll give you the release you need."

"Please?" Allie asked, and her own eyes fluttered as the other two teased her body. "Let's feel good, Mimi..."

Their teasing touch continued on and on until Allie felt like she would lose her mind. Mira held back, shaking her head and protesting, but her words were undercut by her actions. She continued to rub between her legs, stroking her clit to complement Wren's stroking fingers in her pussy.

Slowly but surely, Allie felt herself drawing towards an orgasm, and a similar crest of pleasure swelled in Mira's body. It was impossible to avoid, and every second the teasing of her body continued only brought the inevitable conclusion closer.

Eventually, Allie felt herself reach the precipice, teetering at the edge of climax. She stared at the screen, giving Mira a pleading look. All she had to do was say yes, and they'd both experience a pleasure far greater than any they'd experienced before. Just one orgasm, and their release would be eternal. However, the words never came.

"We can't..." Mira said, shaking her head, and she pulled back her hand. "I'm not giving in. I refuse."

Sophie and Wren pulled their touch away, and the sensations ceased all at once. It was so sudden; it left Allie's mind spinning, and she sat in the metal seat, gasping for breath, trying to figure out what was going on.

A sheen of sweat coated her skin, and her mind felt in a daze deeper than when the gazers had brainwashed them all. After the endless edging of the feathers, and now being brought to a frustrating end yet again, she couldn't take it. Allie shook her head, and she stared back at the screen with a pleading look.

"Please, Mimi... If I don't come, I think I'm gonna go crazy." She struggled against her restraints, but it was futile. She couldn't bring herself to orgasm even if she tried.

"I'm also at my limit..." Mira said breathlessly. "I'm gonna go crazy, but that doesn't mean we can give in!"

They stared at each other, both drooling arousal between their legs and blushing fiercer than a tomato in July. However, Mira remained steadfast, shaking her head back at Allie.

-- Mira's Perspective --

She would surely go crazy. She felt like her sanity was draining from her mind by the second. After Allie edged herself over the feathers, and now with Sophie and Wren intentionally teasing them, it left Mira's mind in a foggy haze. She felt trapped between the blissful tingles of pleasure and her own needy, desperate arousal.

Sophie and Wren's touch felt so good, especially against Allie's extra sensitive body. When Sophie pinched her nipples, it nearly made Mira orgasm on the spot. With Wren stroking in and out of her pussy, it was even more difficult to ignore, especially with Mira's own fingers masturbating her needy clit.

The entire thing was enough to make her scream, literally. The moans coming from her made her second-guess her sanity. However, she stuck through it all. Even when faced with temptation, she held back.

"This is enough, isn't it?" Mira asked, and she glanced up, meeting Brill's dark gaze.

The former warrior's blue skin and cold stare sent a shiver down Mira's spine. Her amber eyes seemed to stare right through her, seeing through the false bravado she held. For a few long seconds, it felt like Brill would stare at her for an eternity, but she shook her head.

"What are you talking about, Mira?" Brill asked. She leaned against the bars of the prison cell, smiling at her. "I never put a time limit on this game. You two will play in these dreams for an eternity, or until you break, whichever comes first."

"No way..." Mira tightened her fist into a ball, and her gaze lowered to the floor.

It all felt futile. When Brill suggested the game, she had never thought their former party member would be tricking them. She had even told them she had beat the game. However, in the end, the only way to beat it was to give in.

(This isn't fair...) Mira thought to herself.

"How about I cut you a deal?" Brill asked. She phased through the metal bars of the cell, turning into mist before materializing in front of Mira. "If you play with me for another five minutes, I'll let you and everyone else go. How does that sound?"

"Five minutes?" Mira asked in surprise. "Only five more minutes?"

It sounded too good to be true. However, as Brill continued to stare down at her, the catch presented itself. Brill's large cock stiffened between her legs, and she rubbed it with one hand, making a bead of pre-cum form at her tip.

"When I say play, you know what I mean, right?" Brill's smile widened, and she continued stroking her cock.

At first, Mira had been disgusted by the sight of it. However, in her edged-silly brain, the sight was intoxicating. She felt an emptiness in her sex, and she needed it filled. More than anything else, she wanted to come around something thick and hard.

"On one c-condition," Mira said. She pushed aside her urges to make one last plea of resistance. "You have to look like Allie while you do it."

"Is that all?" Brill asked, and she raised an eyebrow. "Very well."

She snapped her fingers, and her form began to change. She took on the shape and appearance of Allie, just as Mira remembered her. Her long silver hair shortened into a bob, her height lowered several inches, and the same playful smile Allie wore spread to her lips.

Mira's pulse quickened at the sight, and her eyes fell down to the spot between the fake Allie's legs. Instead of a cock, she had a purple strap-on. The size was smaller than Brill's member, but it looked cute. The small purple dildo looked exactly like something Allie would pick out, and it made a flicker of arousal build inside Mira's belly.

(That's not the real Allie.) She thought to herself.

A glance at the screen confirmed Allie was still tied to the metal chair, and she couldn't feel the senses of the fake Allie in front of her, so it definitely wasn't real. However, it didn't curb the rising tide of arousal building within her. The warmth swelled between her legs, and Mira clenched them unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, Allie," she said under her breath.

"Mimi..." Allie said, staring back at her from the other side of the screen.

"If you don't orgasm in five minutes, we'll consider it your win," Brill said. "You four will be free to leave this dungeon and go on your merry ways. However, if you orgasm, it'll be my win, and you four will join me in this dungeon for all eternity."

Mira struggled to her feet, standing in front of the fake copy of Allie. Her head swam from the intense need swirling through her body. The demon tail, which had appeared after her previous orgasm, twitched uncontrollably, and her desire for an orgasm threatened to overwhelm her, but she held her poise.

"I won't give in," Mira said, and she turned around, bending over. "If it's just five minutes... I'll endure this and set us all free."

An iron bar materialized in front of her, and Mira grasped it. As she bent over, the position left her completely vulnerable, and the racing pulse in her ears made it impossible to forget. Even as she struggled to put on a brave face, the tingle of anticipation grew stronger between her legs.

"We'll see about that." Brill stepped forward, and she lifted the purple strap-on up, rubbing it between Mira's lips.

As the thick plastic head pushed between her labia, Mira's breath caught in her throat. Her needy desires came rushing back and swelled even higher than she remembered. All her bravado melted away in an instant, and she let out a soft moan, eyes fluttering in satisfaction.

"Allieeee..." she said, drawing out the syllables of Allie's name, and a shiver ran down her back as Brill thrust into her. The dildo was small, but she clenched down around it, and she couldn't shake the feeling of it being Allie behind her.

She felt Allie's hands on her hips, and the height of their bodies was exactly the same as Allie's. As the soft hips of her friend smacked against her butt, another moan escaped Mira's lips. The feeling of Allie hilted inside her was intoxicating. Even if it was an illusion, even if it was just Brill using her cock to fuck her, it felt good.

"Mimi..." Allie called back from the other side of the screen, and she gave a shuddering sigh, experiencing the same sensations as Mira. "I love you."

"Mnghhh!" Mira's moans grew more intense as the words echoed in her ears. Brill pumped the purple strap-on in and out of her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Mira's hips and making her mind spin. Yet the words from the real Allie were all she could think about.

Through their shared connection, she felt Allie's mind brush against her own. Her arousal, desire, and love washed through Mira more intensely than any orgasm. As she stared through the screen, a squeak escaped Mira's lips, and she stared back at Allie breathlessly.

"Sophie, why don't we help out?" Wren asked, and she plucked a tentacle out of the jar. "It seems a new game has begun, and I think this will make Mira's challenge much more entertaining."

"I suppose I've been slacking too," Sophie said with a nod, and she grasped Allie's breasts, continuing her massage from before.

Mira's eyes widened at the sight, and then they rolled up in her head. As Sophie began massaging Allie's breasts, the pleasure coursed through their shared connection and made the synapses in her brain light up. The pleasure at her chest combined with the strokes in and out of her sex and amplified it even higher.

"Wait, please. There's no way I can resist if..." A moan escaped Mira's lips, cutting off her plea, and her back arched.

Wren lowered the tentacle between Allie's legs, and she let it go, allowing the slimy appendage to thrust inside her. Immediately, the pleasure from Mira's lower half doubled. She felt Allie's pussy just as distinctly as her own, and the sensation of her pussy getting ravaged by the tentacle made her take a shuddering gasp.

"That's good," Brill said in Allie's voice, and she gave a harder thrust forward, smacking their hips together in a loud slap. "This is the end, Mira."

"Ahhhh..." Mira let out a whimpering moan, and her hands gripped the bar in front of her with white knuckles. It felt futile to resist as the pleasure spiked higher and higher inside her pussy, but she shook her head. "I won't give in. I won't--"

"Don't worry, Mimi..." The real Allie stared back at her with a half-lidded gaze, smiling. "We're gonna feel good together, then we can spend an eternity as one. Even if we're stuck in this dungeon forever, even if we become demons and abandon our humanity, we'll still be together."

Mira could feel Allie's mind melting into the pleasure. It felt like a smothering blanket as her sensations and emotions overwhelmed her. Allie was fully prepared to give in and become a demon. Mira's own resistance felt like a flickering candle compared to the intense, longing desire for release Allie felt.

"Allie..." Mira whispered under her breath, and a shiver ran down her spine.

Time slowed down after that. She was conscious of the seconds ticking by, but each one felt like an eternity. With the tentacle in her pussy, the soft thrusts of the purple strap-on in her sex, and Sophie's fingers at her chest, it left her mind spinning.

Mira closed her eyes and focused on the slow circle of Sophie's touch. Over and over she stroked along the outer edges of Allie's breasts, massaging her most tender spots before coming in to tease her nipples. It sent Mira's mind spinning, and the swell of desire from Allie's mind threatened to overwhelm her, but she refused to give in.

"I'm not done..." Mira said under her breath. "I won't lose..."

The last of her stubborn streak held out. The same part of her that made her stand up for hours at a time at the beginning of the dungeon, when she refused to step on the spell circles even when it was futile to resist, that part of her refused to give up. No matter how good the tentacle felt in her pussy, or how good Sophie's fingers felt at her chest, she refused to give in.

"Halfway there," Brill said in Allie's voice, and she spoke in a sing-song voice. With a slap, she spanked Mira's butt and increased the speed of her thrusts. "You did well to hold out this long, but I think you're at your limits, Mira."

"Mnghhhh!" A stinging red spot formed on her butt, but a fresh wave of satisfaction washed through Mira's lower half. She moaned, and her eyes went out of focus, staring dumbly ahead with a half-lidded gaze.

Every thrust from Brill felt better than the last. She could feel her getting more forceful and slamming against her with more vigor every second. The small dildo had seemed to be a blessing at first, but it only let her get more rough, and the sound of their smacking hips filled Mira's ears.

(This is impossible.) She thought to herself, and her pleasure spiked to new heights.

The tentacle in Allie's pussy grew more vigorous, thrusting in and out on its own. When Brill stroked out, the tentacle thrust in, and the two formed a fast rhythm between their two bodies. Over and over, they sent waves of pleasure through her sex twice as fast as either one could on their own.

Mira stared at the screen, and she met Allie's gaze with a pleading look.

Allie stared back at her with a look just as intense, and a clear yearning filled her eyes.

"All you have to do is come, Mimi," she said. "Then we'll be together, as one."

"I want to, but..." Mira gave a moan, barely able to speak. "I refuse to give in..."

She bit her lower lip, using all her mental strength to resist the pleasure. Even as she teetered at the edge of orgasm, she focused all her mind on resisting. Despite how much she wanted to come, and despite how sweet Allie's words sounded in her ears, she couldn't give in.

Time slowed down, and Mira hung at the precipice of pleasure for what felt like an eternity. One minute passed, then two, and she was sure she would lose her mind. Resisting the pleasure for even a second longer sounded ludicrous, but she pushed past her mental limits, holding back for as long as she could.

"Ten more seconds," Brill said in Allie's voice, and her sing-song glee rose to an even higher octave. "Let's finish this, Mira!"

Her strap-on took on a fleshy feeling, and it transformed into a tentacle. Even as she continued to fuck her, the thick, bulbous end of it pushed down into Mira's g-spot, and a thin, strand-like tentacle reached up to tease her clit.

"Ahhhhh!" Mira screamed out in pleasure, and her back arched.

From the other side of the screen, the tentacle in Allie's pussy did the same, and it ground up against her g-spot while teasing her clit. The two sensations piled on top of each other, and they whited out everything else. As the intense sensations doubled, Allie let out an animalistic cry and joined Mira.

However, she refused to give in.

"Three... two... one..." Mira said under her breath, and she used the metal bar to pull herself forward, pulling out Brill's tentacle cock.

"What!?" Brill's eyes widened, and her transformation faltered, revealing a flash of her previous self.

Mira panted for breath, and she turned around to face the demon. "The game's over."

Her knees trembled, wetness dripping down her thighs. Her voice cracked as she spoke, and despite pulling out the tentacle cock, she felt on the verge of orgasm. The edge was so intense, it continued to reverberate through her pussy, causing twitches to ripple through her thighs and belly. However, she had done it, hadn't she?

"It seems I overestimated my abilities..." Brill said, and she reverted to her original form. "It's your win."

"I did it," Mira said under her breath, and a wave of relief washed through her.

The prison cell faded away around her, and the holographic screen winked out of existence. In an instant, the illusions faded, and she found herself standing in the wide-open room. Allie, Sophie, and Wren were there too. They were all back together again.

"Mimi!" Allie shouted out, and she ran over to her, embracing Mira in a hug.

"I did it," Mira said, and she gave a sigh of relief. "It's over..."

She hugged Allie back, and a swell of warmth filled her chest. As she squeezed Allie's naked body against her own, the feelings of desperation and anxiousness faded away. Mira let out a sigh of relief, and she buried her face in Allie's shoulder, basking in the feeling of being together once more.

"It's not over just yet, is it?" Allie asked. "I'm still..."

Mira pulled back to look at Allie. Her cheeks flushed as she saw the needy look of yearning in her eyes. Even if the world they'd been in was just an illusion, their experiences were still real. They'd both been edged for what felt like an eternity, and a similar desire for release bubbled up in Mira's belly.

"I'm not sure if that's a good idea," Mira said, and she shook her head, but Allie continued to give her a pleading look.

"Please?" she asked. "Just one."

Mira swallowed hesitantly. For a moment, she considered if this was some trap. Perhaps this was another fake copy of Allie meant to deceive her. However, she felt her own hands against Allie's skin. She felt Allie's body just as vividly as her own. Both the emotions within her and her presence was as real as they'd ever been. Unlike the clones or Brill's disguise, this was the real thing.

"Just one, then..." Mira leaned forward and kissed her.

The kiss grew more intense as Allie moaned into her mouth, and their tongues met, exploring each other's mouths. For several long seconds, they embraced, and soft squeaks escaped from their kiss, but Mira was too pent up to hold back for any longer.

She grabbed Allie and guided her to the floor. Mira lowered herself over her, and she brought her pussy up to Allie's lips while bringing her mouth up to Allie's crotch in a sixty-nine position. Whatever resistance she had mustered up to that point melted like a hot knife in butter.

As Allie's tongue met her sex, and as she plunged her own between the lips of her friend, Mira moaned. Instantly, she went for the clit, sucking and flicking her tongue over it. The spot was Allie's weakness, and she showed no hesitation in ravaging it with her mouth.

"Mnghhhh!" Allie moaned back, and she did the same, lapping at Mira's clit.

Their two bodies swelled with pleasure, and their shared sensations magnified it tenfold. Now that she could finally feel Allie again, it felt so much more intense than any of the times she did it with her clones. Mira's own arousal continued to grow, and she felt Allie's do the same, causing her own arousal to grow even faster as the feedback loop built on itself.

(Allie, I love you!) Mira called out in her mind.

(I love you too, Mimi!) Allie called back.

Briefly, they felt each other's thoughts, then the pleasure swelled even higher. Their thoughts were wiped out as a shared orgasm washed through them, and they moaned into each other's sexes. For what felt like an eternity, the crest of pleasure swelled, and the waves of pleasure ravaged their twitching bodies.

Mira bucked against Allie's mouth, and Allie did the same against her. Over and over, they licked and drew out the pleasure of the orgasm, basking in the feeling. However, even as she came, Mira felt something odd.

The small demon tail she had grew longer. Her dark horns grew slightly larger and peeked out of her hair. Despite beating the game, her demonic transformation progressed to the next stage, and two small demon wings peeked out of her back.

"Mnngh...? What's going on?" Mira asked, and she looked up in confusion. "I thought we won!?"

Sophie, Wren, and Brill stood around her in a semicircle, looking down at her with smiles. The sight of the three of them sent a shiver down Mira's spine, and she realized something. Wren's transformation hadn't reversed, and Brill was still just as much a demon as before.

"I said you'd be free to go, but I didn't say I would take out the demon seed," Brill said. "If you orgasm, you'll keep turning into a demon."

"No way..." Mira said, and her eyes fluttered. "A-Allie, you mustn't keep licking. We can still turn into demons!"

"What are you talking about, Mimi?" Allie smiled mischievously, and she leaned up to continue licking at Mira's clit, slurping around the small sensitive button. (Who cares about that? We're finally together again.)

(This isn't fair...) Mira thought to herself. Even after overcoming the game, she was still turning into a demon. If she orgasmed a third time, the transformation would complete, and she would lose her humanity. However, even as a swell of regret rose in her chest, a flame of desire budded to life in her belly.

The transformation was two-thirds complete, and she was more demon than human already. Instinctually, she yearned for a third orgasm to complete the transformation. It would feel better than any orgasm she'd tasted yet, and a flutter of anticipation ran through her belly.

"Ah... What am I holding back for?" Mira thought to herself. "It doesn't matter... As long as I can be with you, Allie, I'll gladly become a demon!"

She buried her face back between Allie's legs and began licking. She resumed suckling on Allie's clit and basked in the pleasure of their two bodies. Any thought of holding back melted away as she gave in to the intense pleasure of her love and desire for Allie. Even if it meant becoming a demon, she didn't want to stop.

--

That day, five party members were reported missing inside the dungeon. Their whereabouts were unknown, but they were presumed lost to the world. Little did anyone know the party wiped out inside the dungeon had become demons. From that day on, five new demons would prey on the new adventurers entering the dungeon.

[ New Demons: Illusion Demon (Brill), Dark Elf (Wren), Mist Seeker (Sophie), False Angel (Allie), and Lesser Demon (Mira). ]

THE END.

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