Lewd Ascent - A Futa LitRPG Ch. 106-115

She repeated the item's effect--her guess, at least--to Rosalie and Delta. Normally, Rosalie would wrinkle her nose and seem exasperated, and Delta would leer and make a joke about how it'd be put to good use, but instead, the two girls continued to seem uneasy. The situation had unnerved them. And to be fair, Zoey wasn't wholly at ease, either.

"I don't think we should keep digging around," Delta said, eying the loot chest. "If the items are messed up, sticking your hand in a portal that might be the same could be... bad."

"Agreed," Rosalie said. "What do I do with this?"

"Just carry it around," Zoey said.

"And is that safe?" Rosalie asked.

"Not in our inventory," Zoey said. Putting a broken item into their inventory, which worked on the same system, could be dangerous. "I mean manually. I'll do it." She needed to keep her hands free the least--and also didn't contribute much to fights. "I don't think we should leave it behind. Maybe it can... I don't know. Give insight to whatever's going on."

Rosalie considered that, then nodded. She handed the item off to Zoey. Zoey looked down at the remote vibrator. It was seriously a shame that it was broken--if 'broken' was the right word. She'd have liked to use it.

"We should get to Mel," Zoey said. "Pick up the pace."

"I'd rather not be here when things really start to break," Delta agreed.

Rosalie gave her own assent in the form of turning and striding forward, leaving the open, half-empty chest behind.

Delta and Zoey followed after.

4.38 - Reunion

With everyone having found a new resolve to make it to Mel as quickly as possible, they set a much faster pace. In less than half an hour, they'd cut their way out of the stone-brick hallways and into the second stage of the shard, the night-time forest. They trekked down twisting dirt paths, bits of slime and goo clinging to nearby rocks and tree faces. A familiar 'BEWARE THE SLIME' warned them of the imminent encounter. Anticipatory of what they'd find, the squad strode forward without slowing.

Though the dungeon had morphed its layout in some ways, the clearing that opened up with a lake of green slime was the same as Zoey remembered. Last time, Mel hadn't emerged until they'd gotten close. Zoey assumed it would be the same, now. Though she needed help, she was still bound by the rules of the shard--hence why she hadn't come running for them the moment they'd arrived.

That theory proved true. A few dozen feet away from the lake, the slimy green substance rippled, and a curvy see-through figure poured upward, materializing into a humanoid shape.

Like their previous meeting, a bright smile split the goo-girl's face, and she threw her arms wide as she ran toward Zoey.

For the second time, Zoey caught a slimegirl-turned-projectile. She had to drop the defective remote vibrator to free her hands.

Mel's sticky body impacted Zoey's, and she stepped backward to stabilize. To her side, Rosalie and Delta had tensed, but they could intuit that Mel hadn't run at her with hostile intentions. Indeed, a look their way showed they were looking at Zoey with amusingly similar expressions: pairs of quirked eyebrows. They probably hadn't expected her and Mel to be on such friendly terms. To be fair, Zoey was a bit surprised by that, too.

"You came," Mel said. "I mean, I knew you would, but still!" She pulled away, grinning, and the infectious enthusiasm was hard not to match; Zoey smiled back.

Still in Zoey's arms, with her legs wrapped around Zoey's waist--which put her tits at an unfortunately tantalizing height, shoved straight into her face--the goo-girl turned and looked at Delta and Rosalie. "And you brought friends," she said. "Hi. I'm Mel, short for Emerald Melt. I'll be your sticky plaything, tonight."

Zoey remembered her saying something similar the first time they'd met. A boss catchphrase? The thought amused Zoey.

Rosalie seemed unimpressed, and Delta the opposite--extremely impressed. The fox girl was, unsurprisingly, interested in a 'sticky plaything'.

"Delta," she said, returning the smile and not-so-subtly running her eyes across Mel's curves--which were entangled with Zoey's, seeing how the slime girl had catapulted onto her. "Man. Zoey told me about you, but actually seeing it is something else. Made of slime. Crazy."

"It comes in handy," Mel said brightly. A devious smile crossed her lips. "Mostly, it means I can really take a pounding. Not to mention all the other fun stuff." She turned back to Zoey. "Speaking of! Why aren't you hard yet?" She wiggled, rubbing her lower half into Zoey and trying to fix that problem.

Only through great effort--and concern--did Zoey stay focused.

She set Mel onto the floor, which she pouted at.

"Are you healthy?" Zoey asked. "We ran into some weird stuff on the way here. But you look fine?"

Mel rolled her eyes. "Like I said, our guest is focusing on parts of me that aren't as critical. Eating me outward-in, I guess. Though I have no idea why. But yeah, me, myself, I'm mostly fine. Maybe she's saving the tastiest parts for last?" Mel chewed her lip. "Though I don't think so. It's like she's trying not to hurt me. Or at least as little as possible."

"That's some sort of good news?"

"Maybe," Mel said, sounding unsure. "Anyway, which of you are fucking me first? Or are we going all at once?"

A short pause, taking in the sudden veer of conversation.

Delta chimed in, "Dibs?"

Zoey shot her a reprimanding look, but Delta didn't seem affected by it; she just smirked back. Zoey turned it toward Mel, next, and found as little shame in the slimegirl as the foxgirl. Zoey shook her head, exasperated. "We're trying to save your life, Mel."

"Not having your cock inside me is pretty much as bad as death," Mel said. "So let's fix that, first."

Delta started laughing, and Mel turned to her.

"Or tongue and fingers!" the slimegirl said eagerly. "I'm not picky." She bounced over to Delta, sensing easier prey. Delta blinked rapidly, having not expected it, then fumbled a step backward as a gooey body impacted her. Mel captured Delta's lips, and, to Zoey's exasperation, the foxgirl closed her eyes and melted into the embrace. She cupped Mel's ass and tugged her in closer, sharing saliva happily.

Zoey shared a look with Rosalie, who rolled her eyes.

"Now isn't the time," Rosalie said dryly. "Control yourself, won't you?"

Delta ignored her. Zoey couldn't say she wholly blamed her, but if they wanted a productive conversation, the succubus had to be resisted.

Rosalie and Zoey peeled the two kissing girls away from each other. Mel pouted immensely at that, and Delta finally gave a flushed and sheepish look, for the first time abashed at her actions.

"Sorry," Delta said. "Saving her life, first. Yeah, yeah."

"What's the plan?" Zoey asked. "We need more information. How do we help? You said you'd come up with something."

"I need your cum," Mel said.

"Mel."

"No," Mel said. "That's the plan. We need to draw it--her?--out, and the best way to do that, I think, is your cum."

As if demonstrating something, Mel held her hands out and rolled them together. From the goo of her own body, Mel fashioned an object right in front of them. In a quick moment, she'd finished. She held it out, and it took Zoey a second to realize what it was.

A condom. Made from green goo.

"What?" Zoey asked, baffled.

"This is how we'll collect," Mel said. She closed the gap to Zoey, then leaned closer and whispered, "I don't want to say too much. She's already watching us, I'm pretty sure. Maybe she can hear us, maybe she can't. But just roll with it, okay?"

"And you aren't just trying to get laid," Zoey said dubiously.

"A slime can have two goals at once, can't she?"

"You promise?"

Mel rolled her eyes. "I promise I'm not actually trying to get myself killed because I love your cock so much. Though it would be worth it. Now stop being so responsible. It's cute, but I want you three to fuck me."

Zoey shared a look with Rosalie and Delta. By the expression on the former's face, she could tell Rosalie wasn't fully sold on the idea. It went back to their earlier discussion--Rosalie wasn't as excited to jump into bed with just anybody. And that was perfectly fine.

"I'll keep a watch out," Rosalie said.

Delta raised her eyebrows at that, but didn't seem surprised. She had a good read on Rosalie, too. Rosalie was willing to engage with the lewder parts of the dungeon on occasion, and with Zoey and Delta, but random strangers, much less so.

"More for us," Delta said, turning to Mel, who seemed disappointed at Rosalie's rejection, but who perked up at seeing Delta's hungry eyes. "So. That body of yours, Miss Emerald Melt. What's it good for?"

"Oh," Mel said with a devious grin. "All kinds of things. Come find out, why don't you?"

4.39 - ❤ Collecting the Bait

Delta advanced on Mel, and the slimegirl basically wiggled in place from excitement. She tossed the green-goo condom she'd formed toward Zoey, who fumbled it in surprise.

The two girls embraced, returning to the kiss Zoey and Rosalie had torn them apart from.

Zoey shared a look with Rosalie. Her cheeks had colored--these events were becoming common, but not the point she could take them in stride--but mostly she seemed exasperated.

"You sure?" Zoey asked. Not because she wanted to pressure Rosalie into it, but because Rosalie sometimes took some pressing to get an honest response.

But she only replied, "I'm sure. And I do think somebody should be keeping watch."

Zoey couldn't argue that. What she, Mel, and Delta were about to get into would be pretty distracting, considering there was a magic-eating monster out there, somewhere. Probably watching them, Mel had even said.

Which was weird, if true. That a voyeur was sitting in the shadows somewhere. She looked around and, of course, saw nothing.

Zoey inspected the condom Mel had tossed her. It wasn't neatly bundled up, so putting it on would be a bit awkward, unable to just roll it down. Fortunately, it seemed she had a moment to herself--Delta and Mel were engaged with each other.

After getting herself situated, she had a long layer of thin, slightly green-tinted material wrapping her cock. Why Mel needed to 'collect' from her, Zoey still wasn't sure. To draw the mysterious entity out? Why would Zoey's cum be effective at that? At a guess, something to do with Ephy's blessing--and why the being was interested in Mel's shard at all.

In the moment, she couldn't find it in herself to care that much. If Zoey needed to be milked to help Mel, then she guessed she could suffer that fate.

Delta pulled back, breaking Mel's kiss, and gasping for air. Zoey sympathized. The slimegirl probably didn't need to breathe, and liked to use that to her advantage.

"This is great and all," Delta said, "but your body. You said you'd show off, and I'm kinda curious what you meant."

Mel stepped back. "Well," she said, "let's start with the obvious. I'm malleable."

Her body rippled, and in front of the two of them, the slimegirl's body reshaped itself.

"Have a type?" Mel asked, breasts growing, and adding several inches to her height--making Delta have to look up, though Mel stayed an inch or two shorter than Zoey. "Skinny? Plush? Tall? Short?"

"Now that," Delta said, amazed, as Mel adjusted her body a few times for her spectator's pleasure, "is awesome." She stepped forward and cupped Mel's tits and bounced them, experimenting with their new weight. "Shorter, though," she said. "But keep the tits."

Mel laughed and obliged. Shortly, the top of her head only came up Delta's chin--a few inches shorter than where she'd started.

"Turn around," Delta instructed her.

Mel did so, happy to obey.

Delta squeezed her ass and rolled the gooey substance around. Zoey was equally entranced, watching the material shape itself around Delta's hands.

"Can't imagine this could get much better," Delta murmured, feeling her up. "It's a neat trick, but the problem is, you're already perfect."

"Aw," Mel said. "You're sweet. But clearly not that tempting, because I still don't have you inside me, do I?"

Delta paused, then stopped squeezing her ass and tugged the slime girl in. A hand dipped between Mel's legs, and she started stroking around, teasing. "You're that impatient, huh?"

"More than impatient," Mel said instantly and shamelessly, wiggling around in Delta's grip, rubbing her lower half into the other girl's fingers. "This version of myself was literally made to be fucked. So that you're teasing is really, really mean."

"This version of yourself?" Delta asked.

Mel threw a look Zoey's way, ignoring Delta's question. "And when are you joining in? Just gonna watch us?"

Zoey shrugged. "Enjoying the show. Letting you two make introductions."

"I think we're done with that," Delta said. She looked to Mel. "Hey, does it hurt to go inside you? Like this, I mean?" She poked at Mel's stomach, wiggling her pointer finger around her belly button. It sank a half-inch or so into her gooey substance.

"Hurt?" Mel asked, shuddering. She grabbed Delta's hand and urged the digit deeper into her stomach. "No. Go further."

"It feels good?" Delta asked. She happily obliged, wiggling her finger in, then joined it with a second. Mel let another lewd noise escape. Unsurprisingly, Delta wasn't put off by the oddness of the situation. "Even your stomach?"

"My whole body is an erogenous zone," Mel said shakily, moaning as Delta's fingers explored around her stomach. "Like I said, I'm literally made for this. And very pent up."

"I've got an idea," Delta said, facing Zoey. "Get down on the ground."

Zoey could tell by the glint in Delta's eye that she'd imagined something fun, discovering how Mel's body worked. So, obviously, she obeyed.

She got down on the grassy floor, cock sticking upward and still wrapped in Mel's goo-created sheath. Her two partners approached. Zoey spared a quick look for Rosalie, who, despite claims to be 'staying watchful', seemed awfully absorbed in what was going on. She flushed and looked away as soon as Zoey's eyes pointed her way, and Zoey smirked.

She didn't know if seeing them have fun would change Rosalie's mind in wanting to join in, but either result was good. Whatever Rosalie wanted.

Those thoughts were dispelled pretty quickly.

"Get on her," Delta told Mel. "I want to try something."

"Happily," Mel breathed, joining Zoey on the ground, sitting on her lap. Zoey's cock stuck up between them, and Mel marveled it, running her hands along her length. A few shuddering noises escaped Zoey at the talented fingers playing with her.

"Down flat," Delta instructed.

Zoey did so, laying out so her back pressed into the grass.

"Now take her," Delta ordered Mel. "And go slow. I want to see it happen." She sat next to Zoey, on her knees, facing Mel. "A see-through body... that's seriously amazing."

Zoey couldn't help herself from reaching out and squeezing Delta's ass, seeing it presented. Delta looked over her shoulder with a smirk, fox-tail swishing, then back forward.

Her brief distraction went forgotten as Mel lifted her hips up and lined herself up to Zoey. Delta's ass was amazing, but Mel's see-through body was also a pretty great--hard to resist. Delta leaned close, as enraptured, maybe even more so, than Zoey.

Gooey pussy lips teased Zoey's cock tip as Mel rubbed back and forth, spreading herself open.

"Go slow," Delta repeated, sounding breathless. She leaned even closer.

Mel lowered down, letting out a whine as Zoey penetrated her.

"So fucking big," she whined. "Spreading me so... so wide. A-Ah!"

Zoey's cock slid in, leaving her tip suspended in a see-through body. Mel wiggled on top of her, body shaking in pleasure.

"Good girl," Delta murmured. "Keep it going. Take that fat cock. You're doing great."

Inch by inch, Mel worked her way down, taking her time, putting on a show for a captivated Delta. Even entranced, Delta kept herself to the side, making sure Zoey could enjoy the show too.

And the sight was one of the better parts--as amazing as Mel felt, getting to see her cock crawl up her stomach, floating inside her, was one of the more erotic parts of the experience. And the noises she made, the little twitches of her hips as she was filled up, struggling to take Zoey's size.

"Almost there," Delta murmured. "Keep it going. Such a good girl."

"So... much..."

Mel finally hit Zoey's thighs, and all fourteen inches stood proudly inside the goo girl.

Delta leaned up on her knees, then kissed Mel. "Good job," she said between pecks, teasing and pulling at Mel's lower lip. "I knew you could do it. Now, tell me if this is uncomfortable, okay?"

"Okay?" Mel murmured back, obviously not knowing what Delta had planned, but more than eager for it. Zoey didn't either, but she had high hopes.

Delta placed a hand on Mel's stomach--still shifted to the side so Zoey could see--then pressed gently forward. Slowly, her hand sank into the gooey material of Mel's body.

Zoey shivered, realizing suddenly what Delta's idea was. She wasn't sure if the logistics would work, but the idea--the idea was enticing.

With her hand submerged, Delta gripped Zoey's cock inside Mel's body.

"How's that feel?" Delta asked. She rubbed up and down, sliding her grip along Zoey's shaft. "Good?" It seemed targeted at both of them.

"More than good," Mel moaned. "Can I start moving, now?" Without waiting for a response, she lifted herself up, then slapped back down. Zoey's cock slid around inside her gooey pussy, and Delta's hand caressed her along the way. Delta moved her wrist slowly up and down, in tempo, jerking her off even while Zoey was buried into Mel's pussy.

Getting jerked off while fucking a girl at the same time. As amazing as it was strange. Really, what had Zoey's life become?

"So good," Mel repeated. "Fuck, I-I'm already close. I can feel it. Your cock is so unfair."

The next bounce of Mel's hips came faster, less exploratory. Then the next, and the next, and Mel worked into a rhythm, the slow and caressing pace turning into a bouncing and frantic one. Two tight grips milked Zoey's cock at once--a slimegirl's pussy, and Delta, fingers teasing and caressing at her tip.

Loud slaps of gooey slime on skin filled the air. Zoey held onto Mel's thighs and joined in the effort, craning her hips up to hit just a bit harder, bury her cock into Mel with just a bit more fervor.

Atop her, Mel cried out as pleasure started to wrack her body, grabbing her tits and squeezing. She wiggled and shook, hips slapping up and down as fast as she could manage, and finally she fell forward, pressing her tits into Zoey's. Delta continued to pump even through the awkward positioning.

Mel cradled Zoey's face with both hands and kissed her. Zoey drank in Mel's taste--and especially the noises of her orgasm, the breathless and excited sounds going straight into Zoey's mouth. Even that became too much for Mel to consciously contribute to, though, and she pulled back and buried her forehead into Zoey's shoulder as white-hot pleasure crashed through her, shaking her entire body. Zoey diligently fucked her through the process, pumping fourteen inches of girl cock with loud slaps of flesh.

As Mel's climax started to come down, Zoey slowed--but the slimegirl, only half recovered, pulled back and tutted disapprovingly at her. "Nuh-uh. Keep going. Faster. Enjoy me. We need your cum." She shuddered. "And I don't need a break. M-Made for fucking, remember?"

In a short moment, Mel was bouncing on top of Zoey with as much excitement as before. Delta's hand inside her stomach also kept working. Zoey groaned as the sensation built and built. She didn't try to hold off; it wasn't even the goal, so she indulged. Not that she could have resisted, with her cock attacked by two girls at once--and in such a strange way.