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Lair of the Minotaur: The Second Party

Featuring

Nantash the Golden Dragonborn Paladin (ShakalDraconis),

Vishki the Dragon Paladin (Vishki),

Captain Lilly the Feline Pirate Captain (Lifeforce),

Xutan, Drinker of Flames, the Rabbit Sorcerer (Charron),

Luvian the Potion Seller (Luvian), and

Brandywine the Dragoness (Rykela)

With worldbuilding by Rykela, Taiko, and others

Encounters and the party's actions were randomly chosen and voted on by members of the Nocturnal Transmissions Discord channel.

Success or failure depended on random die rolls and other modifiers.

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A broad golden dragon head peered down a long, dark tunnel. It sloped away into the pitch black shadow. The dragonborn leaned back and glanced around while rubbing one paw over the top of his smooth scaled head.

“I guess this is the place?" he asked. At his side, a huge flail hung from his hips, bouncing off the heavy steel greaves strapped around his thighs and calves. The flail featured a roaring dragon head instead of the traditional spiked ball. The paladin's plate mail gleamed in the light, polished and kept bright thanks to the paladin's devotion to his cause. The large, muscular dragonborn's arms flexed against the leather straps of his armor as he turned to address the rest of his party. “You all ready? We can take a break if we need to."

A full dragoness stepped forward. The bottom edges of the large white linen cloak that draped around her head and shoulders did little to disguise the size of the 10-foot-tall female. She stood next to the dragonborn at her side, almost three and a half feet taller, and looked down the tunnel as well. Her eyes flashed, seeming to change color with the play of shadow and light in the late evening sun. The rest of her white scaled-body was visible only in outline against the draping fabric, though she did pull the hood back far enough to reveal part of her squared off muzzle, broad and wide, lined with sharp white teeth that glinted when she spoke. The light played off her scales, almost pearlescent.

“I'm ready to continue at once," she said, her voice sounding low, calm, and understated. The tip of her long white tail flicked from underneath the drape of her linen cloak as she extended her left arm. An intricately detailed runish tattoo in a dark ink flared the same color as the irises of her eyes, and a ball of pure light appeared in the dragoness's palm. She turned her hand upright, delicately grasping the orb in her sharp, long draconic talons. Bringing it closer to her muzzle, she spoke a word of power and pursed her lips, sending it drifting down the tunnel on a breath of magic.

“And so am I! Ye landlubbers take yer time, and we've had time a-plenty!"

Three pairs of eyes turned towards the smallest member of the party. The pirate captain's bright blue eyes flashed against a sea of light brown fur that turned into a bright tan around her muzzle and neck. A fluffy tail wiggled in the air behind her as she leaned forward, mimicking the drawing of her sword. She thrust the pretend weapon forward, causing the firm, full breasts strapped up in her split-top tunic. It was made from a pair of shorts opened on the sides, so that a half of each leg cupped her prodigious chest, and a wide leather belt with a large buckle centered between them snugged it tightly against her body. The feline's wide-legged shorts shifted across her plump, pert rump as she mimed a swordfight versus an imaginary enemy.

“And I'll take 'em like this! Hyah! And this! Rrrrrhhhh! They won't see me comin'! Har har har!"

The fourth member of the entourage sniffed and turned his head to the side, a disdainful look on his face as he suffered through the feline's antics.

“I do hope you won't be so loud and crude once we're inside," the lop-eared grey and white rabbit said, sniffing again. Xutan's ears flopped over his shoulders, where his voluminous, fancy burgundy robes gathered at the shoulders and puffed out around his neck. “As someone with dragon-blood running through their veins-"

“Oh, here we go again!" Captain Lilly shouted, throwing up her paws. “So 'e's got dragon blood, dragon blood. Ya stupid barnacle, we've got two literal dragons right th'feck 'ere!"

“Yes, well, despite that, I can tell that, thanks to my rich family history which has granted me so many of my sorcoreal powers, that we will be in absolutely no danger from anything within this dungeon," the rabbit said, sniffing again and continuing on as if he hadn't been interrupted. “I suggest we commence this mission at once, with haste, and collect the reward offered back in town."

Even the normally calm, friendly paladins in the party struggled not to roll their eyes at the pompous rabbit. Sure, he was a good caster, probably above average, but his constant boasting proved nearly intolerable over the past week while searching the swamps and forest for the entrance to the cave system they were hired to explore. Exchanging sidelong glances, the golden dragonborn and the white-scaled dragon led the way into the entrance.

The orb of magical light provided more than enough to chase away the dark shadows of the narrow tunnel, which sloped deeper into the earth for several hundred feet before the party saw the outline of a circle of light far away. They quickened their pace and drew their weapons as they approached the entrance to a huge underground cavern.

“Wow… let's hope this is the only time we end up here," Nantash grunted. The golden dragonborn tightened his grip around his flail as he scanned the scene ahead of him.

Thousands of obsidian gravestones scattered the floor of the enormous cavern, which was easily 500 yards wide and twice that long. Winding paths of white gravel routed between clumps of graves. The nearest ones all possessed names of what the party assumed to be adventurers, but another nearby clump featured Koboldian names, and a third clump later had stranger names yet.

“Are we sure we want to continue this quest?" Xutan asked. The rabbit nervously combed his fingers down his right ear as he looked around the graveyard from behind Nantash and Vishki. His other paw smoothed his long burgundy robes, flattening the various symbols stitched in gold thread. The rabbit claimed they were ancient draconic charms, though Vishki and Nantash had their doubts. Captain Lilly didn't believe a word of it.

“Before we continue the quest, which of course we are," Nantash said, trying to keep an even tone, “we're moving through a graveyard. We should prepare accordingly."

Vishki nodded in agreement, and bowed her head. The dragon's linen robe glowed from within, brighter and brighter, then formed a large symbol of her holy order that floated in air above the party, flickering with a bright white flame. Nantash performed a similar rite, though his holy symbol produced a dark orange flame, almost red at the bottom of the tall symbol.

Both dragons turned towards Xutan and stared expectantly. Captain Lilly bit her tongue to keep from making a sarcastic comment as the rabbit brushed his paws over his robes.

“Uh, I'm not especially cosmically prepared for holy warding at the moment," he stammered.

“That's fine, because ours should be enough to ward off most undead. Are you ready?" Nantash asked.

Vishki nodded and stepped forward, leading the way down one of the white gravel paths. The rocks crunched under large shoes, which were broken and resewn to fit around her wide soles and large talons. Captain Lilly followed close behind without making a single crunching sound as she strolled along in her leather boots. Xutan stumbled along next, followed by Nantash as the rearguard. The dragonborn looked around to the sides, scanning for any dangers as he followed the rest of the party on the twisting, turning path through the graveyard.

They were almost a third of the way through when the first ghost appeared. The specter looked fox-like, though his lower body appeared to be that of a bull. A well-hung bull, at that. It floated out of the ground from a grave nearby with the name “Jenk Cloud."

“Adveeeeenurerrrrssss…"

The specter floated closer, dripping ectoplasm onto the dirt and rocks and weeds growing on the cave floor. The white goo dripped slowly, clinging and sticky, and while the specter's entire body produced the heavily scented liquid, the impressively long, thigh-thick bullshaft stretching to the fox-bull's hooves produced the largest quantities.

More ghosts emerged at the call of the first, and within a few minutes, the party of four found themselves surrounded on all sides by moaning, groaning, well-hung and fully-aroused spectral figures. The longer they floated near the party, the more opaque they became, though none could draw closer than ten or so feet thanks to the pair of wards merrily blazing away above them.

“Good thing we have these wards," Nantash murmured. “Stay on the path… don't panic."

“And don't slip," Xutan said, grimacing as the traveling circle produced a constant sludge of sticky, musky slurry around his leather boots, which were built extra large and extra wide to accommodate the rabbit's plus-sized feet. “I just had these shined, too. I vote that we pay for our cleaning bills out of the reward before distributing the… the… the…"

Xutan stopped complaining and stuttered to a halt. His eyes went wide as he stared at one overhung tiger to a thin direwolf with a knot bigger than his hips to a trio of ghostly kobolds with the plumpest rear ends he'd ever imagined. The rabbit's robes shifted as he panted hard, stumbling along the ectoplasm-covered gravel behind Captain Lilly. The feline remained completely unperturbed by the ghosts as if they weren't even there, and vice-versa: the ghosts showed no interest in the pirate despite moaning for the rabbit and dragons to join them.

The chorus of ghostly moaning grew louder and louder. Even the feline pirate flattened her ears against her skull as the lewd whispers floated through the air.

“Join us…"

“You'll feel so good!"

“You won't regret it! Just let us possess you a little…"

“Flesh… flesh!"

Xutan shuddered and looked away, trying to block the spectral apparitions and their throbbing shafts, heavy breasts, pleading eyes…

And instead locked gazes with the sharp, narrow yellow eyes of a large direwolf. A direwolf that wasn't ghost, and was instead all too real and substantial.

He was huge, that much Xutan could tell right away, easily as large, or larger, than Vishki. The direwolf's fur was completely black, head to toe, so that it appeared his eyes floated in shadow when he moved into a dark areas of the cavern. Xutan's throat closed and he gasped for air, stopping mid-stride and causing Nantash to knock into him.

The rabbit fell onto his knees, one hand pointing, as he croaked.

“Ngh! Wolf!"

The other three party members turned and froze as they too found themselves staring into the narrow yellow eyes. A thunderous growl rippled across the graveyard, and the circle of ghosts shrieked and fled, fluttering and floating off in all directions away from the direwolf.

“The Keeper! Run!"

“Scatter! The Keeper's here!"

“No flesh today…"

Xutan's jaw dropped, gaping, as the enormous figure of the Keeper, as the ghosts called him, pulled up to a stop and thrust his chest forward. The lupine muzzle pointed upwards and a bone-chilling howl rang out across the graveyard.

None of the four party members could move until the blood-curdling sound faded away into so many echoes.

“Who disturbs my graveyard?" a deep voice thundered.

Vishki, at the front of the line, turned her broad muzzle to the side and pulled the hood of her cloak back, revealing the read of her white-scaled head and flashing eyes, currently wide open. A mane-like cascade of silky white hair stretched from the top of her head and flowed down the back of her neck, farming her pale scales.

“Run!" she hissed.

The dragoness took off into a dead heat, followed by the agile feline close at her heels. The ward kept any stray ghosts at bay as Nantash and Xutan followed, stumbling and slipping along the narrow path. The rabbit tripped upon his robes, falling flat on his face and clonging against a gravestone. Without breaking his stride, the golden dragonborn sheathed his flail, scooped the rabbit up, and deadman-carried him while vaulting the obsidian markers.

The fearsome direwolf charged towards them, trying to aim at an angle that would allow him to cut off the adventurers before they could reach the far side of the graveyard. His growls and howls sent chills down the party's spines as they huffed and puffed, running as fast as they could so as not to end up in the Keeper's claws.

Groggy and trying to regain his focus, Xutan stared as the huge direwolf crashed through gravestones, knocking them aside and causing great furrows in the ground with his huge claws. The massive canine's body was far larger than Vishki's, wider in the shoulders, and powerful. Xutan could see the curve of his pecs and the hardness in his biceps even from the distance he was at.

The wolf's claws scraped across gravel and dirt, flinging aside more gravestones as he skidded onto the path just behind the adventurers, running in place for a moment before his massive claws dug into the gravel and sent him rocketing forward. Xutan's eyes widened as he watched the massive direwolf's muscles flex against his shaggy, dark brown pelt. Saliva flung from the snarling muzzle and sharp white fangs as the bestial Keeper charged after them. Below the hard, rippling abdomen, Xutan could see a massive, fully engorged canine arousal bouncing off huge thighs and a massive sac easily twice the size of his own head. The rabbit gasped as he felt his body bouncing against Nantash's shoulders, smashing his fully aroused maleness into the plate armor shoulders. The rabbit's ears flapped over his face as his nostrils flared, pulling in the growing lupine scent of musk and hunger.

Nantash grunted as the huge direwolf pulled up short and thrust his chest out again. The blood-curdling howl once more rang out, freezing all four adventurers in place. Nantash stumbled, dropping the rabbit onto the cavern floor at his side as he pitched forward into the gravel. Lilly and Vishki managed to remain upright, but were likewise rooted in place.

“Oof!"

The howl ended after what seemed like minutes, but was really only fifteen or so seconds. The pirate captain hissed with anger as she felt the canine exert dominance with his vocals and thrust her foot forward, breaking through the control as the echoing howl faded. Vishki and Nantash also recovered quickly, but the groggy rabbit was slower getting to his feet.

“Xutan! Run!" Nantash hollered, grabbing at the rabbit's arm.

An enormous shadow spread over the dragonborn and rabbit. Nantash fell backwards and scrabbled away, getting to his feet with the help of Vishki and Lilly as the lop-eared bunny let out a shriek.

“Go! Go!" Vishki urged, waiting for Nantash and Lilly to resume running before tearing her gaze away from the monstrous direwolf.

The rabbit's world went dark as he felt the huge male's muscular chest and belly squeeze down around him, smothering him, filling his nose with a powerful scent. The odor was so strong that Xutan's eyes rolled up into his head and the already groggy rabbit went limp beneath the huge beast. The direwolf grabbed at the small male's shoulders, dragging him forward as he howled his victory. Xutan's eyes snapped open when he felt claws scrape down his fur, tearing through his robes, carving jagged stripes into the silky, pompous arrangement of robes and protective symbols, ripping it away from the rabbit's body. The direwolf snarled and licked his lips before stuffing the rabbit down onto his chest and belly. The canine shaft flopped over Xutan's backside, smacking him down against the cavern floor. His bare, plump thighs squeezed into the gravel as he let out another shriek.

“No! Not the robes! They were so expensiiiiiiiiivvveee!"

A moment later, a piercing lapine scream echoed off the walls, only to be cut off by a gluttonous gurgle after a sharp moment. Xutan's belly distended as the direwolf's immense, pointed shaft spread his rump wide. The rabbit could only wriggle as the wolf held his wrists together in one paw and leaned back, hips shoving forward, thrusting the impaled rabbit into the air, displaying his bulging belly in a triumphant display. Xutan's legs dangled over the massive direwolf's full sac as gravity pulled him deeper down the central thickness of the engorged canine stalk. A steady gush of clear pre-cum rolled from the rabbit's lips and down his throat, over his bulging chest and belly, as, when the wolf released his arms, his fingers squeezed at the outline of the huge tip as if trying to shove it back out of him.

There was no chance of that, though. The direwolf grabbed one of the small rabbit's ankles in each paw and tugged, dragging the squealing, gurgling male roughly down the shaft until the plump gray and white rump cheeks flattened into the swell of the huge red knot at the base. The incredible wolf stood straight then, towering at his full, massive height, and arched his back, allowing the stretched, bloating rabbit to bob on the huge cock jutting from his hips as he howled again, arms stretching to the sides, pecs and abs bulging through his shaggy pelt.

The Keeper howled again, his roars chasing away the other three members of the party, who could see their partner's belly bloating larger and larger as the muscular direwolf pumped harder and faster. Xutan's arms and legs swung forward and back as the huge male sleeved him, pumping him like a sex toy, hard and fast and rapid and harder yet. Each time the direwolf's fat knot plugged up against the rabbit's backside, the wolf's lips pulled back in another spine-melting growl. Xutan's eyes glazed and his head flopped forward and back as the pheromones and musk in the air re-wrote the lap-eared male's very mind. Cum and spittle dribbled from his small muzzle as his eyes flashed; one moment, they were his normal green, and after blinking, they blazed bright yellow - just like the direwolf's.

The gurgling noises receded for a moment as sprouts of thick black fur grew in around the rabbit's ears. The short, blunt muzzle lengthened and a long red tongue curled from the end before pulling back in. His lips pursed, and he tipped his head back and let out a high-pitched howl as the black fur spread down his neck and shoulders.

Ripe, powerful muscles formed on the transforming sorcerer's body, but they were lean muscles, not bulging, masculine fibers such as those stretching the direwolf's pelt. This was no alpha direwolf, not even a beta. The rabbit's ears remained long, but pushed upright, losing their flopped-over look as they spread at the base, widening so that only the very tips of his large canine ears turned downwards. The massive triangles of furry black twitched against the huge direwolf's bulging, flexing pecs. Lower, Xutan's thighs twitched, the black fur rapidly swarming and replacing his pelt as his claws lengthened from his toes. His feet remained oversized, too large for his frame, but they matched the engorged canine length jutting from his hips. The flesh of his maleness darkened to a deep, angry red as his sheath swelled, shoving into the sloshing weight of his over-filled belly. The dark red pointed cock shoved down and forward as the sheath retreated, revealing an enormous knot far too large to actually wield. As Xutan's hips and thighs fattened, softening, plush and yielding to the larger direwolf's fingers, the former rabbit's throat bulged.

“Yessssssss," the enormous direwolf growled. He could feel the new direwolf's hips flexing and clenching around his cock, milking him from the tip to the knot on each deep, hard stroke. “That's it, pet… you're mine now!"

Twin howls rang out, though the second, higher-pitched howl ended in another belly-bulging gurgle, and the main howl continued with only a slight choke.

Vishki reached the exit first, followed by Nantash and Captain Lilly. The three turned to watch, staring in shock as the adventurer's last vestiges of rabbitness faded into wolf-like features. Smaller, leaner, with a hugely stretched plump backside, the new direwolf's belly surged outwards, the swelling visible even at distance, as the master direwolf knotted.

Nantash's nostrils flared as few wisps of masculine pheromones teased at his nostrils.

“Let's go," he said, trying to affect a stoic tone. “We can't help him now."

Dozens of ghosts floated nearby, jeering from outside the safety the wards provided.

“Yeah, go on, fleshbags!"

“Yeah, since you won't share, get on out of here!"

“I hope the Keeper gets you next!

Vishki, Nantash, and Lilly turned towards the tunnel, trying not to let the aching howls and gurgles distract them from the next challenge they would face. Noises that could only be compared to waterfalls echoed down the exit tunnel after them, along with a deep, victorious laugh from the Keeper.

The tunnel sloped downwards, narrowing tightly. Vishki cast another orb of light to make sure nobody tripped on the floor, which was a now a mix of sand and rocks and gravel. As the party advanced, they spotted a circle of light in the distance - the entrance to the next chamber.

“Was there really nothing we could have done?" Nantash asked, breaking the silence that engulfed the party. “I mean… I feel a little bad."

“Yar," Captain Lilly said, speaking soberly for once. “Twas true he were an annoying little turd, but ya still hate to see a comrade end up like that."

Vishki nodded, then blinked a few times to clear her head.

“Only thing we can do now is move forward," she said. “We lose a lot of our spellpower without him, so keep sharp, okay? We should still be good on healing."

Nantash nodded and grasped the handle of his flail as they advanced down the corridor.

“Do you smell something?" he asked.

Vishki and Captain Lilly paused. The feline stretched her toes, nose high in the air, and took a few good lungfuls.

“Aye, that's tobacco, alright," she said. “Coming from down the hall, o'course."

Vishki nodded in agreement, and the trio moved along slowly. Captain Lilly, having no trouble keeping her footfalls silent upon the rocky gravel, advanced ahead and quietly peered into the next chamber, then motioned for the two paladins to join her. The feline's brown and white tail wiggled in the air as a light haze of tobacco smoke filtered out along the ceiling.

The trio stacked up head-on-head-on-head to stare inside the large, vaulted chamber. The floor was laid with expensive marble tile rather than plain gravel, and the walls featured heavy, ornate tapestries and scrolls and paintings hanging from just about every open patch of rock wall. The lower parts of the walls featured huge wooden bookcases with ornate carvings across the facings. The rich cherrywood gleamed in the pale lamplight illuminating the chamber - a half dozen or more lamps floated above, suspended invisibly over the library. Massive books and tiny tomes filled the shelves, though none of the three recognized any of the nearest titles. The shelves stretched high enough that even Vishki, at ten feet tall, would struggle to reach the upper shelves.

An enormous, shaggy gray carpet covered the center of the room, on top of which a few pieces of furniture sat: a large wooden bed made from sturdy, carved cherrywood; a three-drawer nightstand of the same expensive lumber; and a huge overstuffed chair. The chair was covered in a layer of thick purple velvet and trimmed in gold, though it showed obvious signs of wear in the creases of the fabric.

The source of that wear and tear was also present, and the three adventurers gaped at the massive elephant sprawled in the massive seat. A pipe as long as Lilly's arm hung from the huge male's lips, pressing out to the side of his long trunk. The dark, wrinkled gray skin pulled more taut across his huge, smooth head and the large ears draping to either side of his face. His eyes flicked back and forth, scanning the words on the pages of the tome in his hand. Every now and again, often with a puff of richly scented tobacco from the pipe, the huge elephant turned a page with his trunk or took a sip of tea from the tiny cup pinched between two of his huge fingers.

He was easily twelve feet tall, but his clothes made him seem curiously normal-sized. Dark black pants, a brown leather boot and matching shoes, and a button up shirt that stretched across his full chest and round belly. The enormous bull set the tea cup down on its saucer, which perched on the flat part of his huge tummy, and reached his fingers up to scratch behind one of his ears. His eyes never left the page, and he didn't appear to notice the adventurers gawking at him. His long white tusks stretched out before curling slightly upwards halfway through; the large teeth rubbed across the top of his belly as his head moved side to side.

Part of the reason for Nantash, Lilly, and Vishki to stare as much as they were lay between the elephant's legs. The mature, seasoned male sported a bulge that sent chills down the spines of all three cave explorers. It not only outclassed the direwolf they saw earlier, it put it to downright shame. The fantastically lewd thickness was easily wider than Captain Lilly's hips, and it shoved outwards against the specially tailored, elegantly stitched suit pants, curling over the matching, jaw-dropping balls, and continued down the right pant leg, ending clearly closer to the ankle than the knee.

Flip, went a page of the book.

Sip. Flip.

Sip. Flip.

Sip.

…

Flip.

“Are you going to just stare all day?" the bull rumbled.

Vishki, startled, fell forward, knocking into the backside of Nantash. The golden dragonborn grunted as he, in turn pushed Captain Lilly over, and the trio tumbled together onto the marble tiles on the edges of the shaggy gray carpet.

Unperturbed, the enormous, twelve-foot-tall bull elephant simply flipped to the next page of his book, eyes never leaving the words written inside.

“You're welcome to rest here," he said. “I owe the Minotaur a favor, but not that kind of favor."

The bull peered over the top of his book towards the pile of dragons and feline on the floor. The farsighted elephant grabbed his gold-rimmed glasses with his trunk and set them on his brow.

“I'm Professor Kaspar, by the way. And you are?"

Vishki was the first to regain her composure. The dragoness climbed to her feet and tugged her white linen cloak around her shoulders, letting the drapes hang straight to her large feet. With the hood off, revealing her head and long white hair, the dragoness nodded respectfully to the elephant.

“I'm Vishki the Paladin, and I am on a quest to map these caves and eliminate any evil threats to the kingdom."

The elephant grasped his pipe by the stem with his trunk and grinned. His hand closed his book with a snap as he laughed.

“Well said, Vishki the Paladin! I admire adventurers with a bit of spunk to 'em. Reminds me of myself in my younger days."

The bull's eyes twinkled as he turned his attention to the golden dragonborn next.

“Nantash the Paladin, on the same quest."

“Well said, as well, paladin!"

“And I'm Cap'n Lilly, at yer service."

“A pleasure, madame. I spent several delightful months aboard a pirate ship many years ago. Nothing but respect for the lifestyle."

“Arr."

“Anyways, as I said, you're free to relax here, though I'm afraid I don't keep much in the way of food or drink in the library. I'm sure you understand," the elephant said. “Imagine, crumbs all over the leather. Horrible."

“What is it that you do here?" Vishki asked, stepping further into the chamber. She sensed no ill intent from the elephant. In fact, the enormous bull radiated nothing but positive energy. What was he doing here and what kind of favor did he owe?

“I'm the librarian," Kaspar said. The huge elephant put both hands on the arms of his chair and pushed, lifting himself out of it. His enormous bulge shoved into the lower part of his large belly, then dropped as his back straightened, falling with a jiggle over his thighs. A throbbing twitch ran down the length, starting at the base, wrapping around the huge testicles, and down the right leg of the suit pants.

The elephant stretched his arms to the sides. Again, his impeccably tailored button-up shirt and vest played tricks on the eyes, somewhat disguising just how immense and muscular the bull elephant was. His biceps flexed for a moment, briefly tugging the cloth of his dress shirt taut, before relaxing into the wrinkles of the fabric again. His build suggested some sort of muscle-crazed barbarian beserker, not the genteel academic standing in front of them. Vishki could imagine him swinging a great axe and charging into battle more easily than she could imagine him as he was now, in a fancy, well-tailored three-piece suit, casually talking to a group of adventurers in the depths of a labyrinth as though it were normal and everyday for him. Which, perhaps, it was.

“Ahhh, that's better. Anyways, I keep the books safe for the Minotaur. His collection is priceless. Absolutely priceless. He lets me research them in exchange. But when I say protect," the elephant rumbled, eyes narrowing on the three adventurers, “I mean only from mold, bugs, and thieves. Which I will assume you are not."

The elephant paused and used the tip of his trunk to scratch the swell of his belly, before stretching his arm low. His fingers dug into the side of his bulging pants, shifting his incredibly large, round balls to a more comfortable position.

“By the way," he grunted, mid-adjustment, “are any of you interested in learning a new spell? I came across an interesting one the other day. Useless to the Minotaur, but has potential for you."

“Arr, I know something ye can come across," Captain Lilly muttered, eyes drinking in the enormous length of elephant stalk filling the huge 12-foot-tall bull's pants.

“What was that?" Kaspar asked, turning to look at the feline.

“Uh, I said, a new spell is always nice to come across."

“Uh huh."

“What kind of spell is it?" Vishki asked. “Can paladins learn it?"

“Of course! In fact, I should be able to teach all three of you - yes, even you, Ms. Pirate Captain. It's a special kind of magic that makes a trade. A contract, of sorts. All you have to do to learn it is to read this book."

The elephant gestured towards the nightstand, which stood about five feet tall. On top of it, a huge leather-bound volume rested, opened to a page about halfway through.

“I should warn you, of course, that the effects can be arbitrary. You may not know exactly what you're going to get," the elephant continued. “And finally, there is a chance the spell will not hold. In which case, not even I can predict what will happen. That's part of the trade-off - anyone can potentially learn it, but anyone can face a backfire of magical energy as well. Do you still want to try?"

Vishki glanced at Nantash, who glanced at Captain Lilly. The pirate captain grinned like mad and nodded.

“I'm in! Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I always say!"

Nantash nodded. “I have a feeling we'll need any advantage we can get to survive this quest. Perhaps something we learn here can help us rescue Xutan later on."

“Very well," Vishki murmured. “Who would like to go first?"

“I'll do it," Nantash said. The golden dragonborn grinned as he approached the nightstand, though he had to get on his tiptoes to read the page.

A rush of wind swirled around the paladin. Sparkling dots of gold and silver energy flared around him, filling the air, as the magic drew from the book and converged around Nantash, focusing in on his body. The dragonborn let out a surprised yelp, however, as the magic suddenly reversed directions and darkened in color, flaring black and purple instead of gold and silver.

“He's been rejected! No telling why! Stand back!" Kaspar shouted above the noise of the rushing wind.

“Can't… control… the power," Nantash gasped. The dragonborn's muzzle showed signs of strain as he dropped to one knee in the swirling magical storm.

The dark black and purple tendrils of magic focused on the dragonborn, suddenly twisting and curving out of alignment. Nantash's muzzle stretched open in a soundless scream as the spell poured down his throat, filling his body with radiant wild magic. The wind stopped and Nantash dropped to both knees with his arms hanging in front of him.

For a long moment, nobody moved, though Kaspar let out a snort through his trunk.

Finally, Nantash lifted his golden-scaled hand to his head.

“Ooooh… I feel funny…"

The dragonborn stopped. Then spoke again.

“Why is my voice so high-pitched?"

The underside of the dragonborn's muzzle smacked into the top of his plate mail, and he let out a gasp as he felt his head pull through the neckhole and into the main chamber of the chest plate. Struggling, he leaned forward and shoved the heavy armor off, then shook off the suddenly loose greaves and spauldings.

“What's happening?" the dragonborn gasped, even as he felt his leather pants tighten up around his hips. “Hey! Ow!"

Nantash's tail, already thick at the base, fattened up, swelling to almost double its original size, though the overall length of his tail didn't change much. The dragonborn's leather pants strained, threads pulling apart as thick, curvy, plump flesh squeezed outwards in all directions from the transforming dragonborn's hips. Nantash gasped, muzzle extending forward as he fell onto his hands and knees, giving his hindquarters more room as they fattened up significantly.

“Ooooh… oh, gosh… mmmmhhhh… oh, wow…"

The dragonborn's high pitched voice turned more and more effeminate as he squirmed and wiggled. The laces of his pants snapped, allowing his fat tail and fatter rump cheeks to spread fully behind him. His narrow belly, now smooth and flat without any of the definition he possessed before, curled towards the shaggy gray carpet beneath him as his fingers dug in. Between his plump, thick thighs, a large pink maleness shoved forward through the tattered remnants of the pants. It was wide and thick, though not exceptionally long, and throbbed against his belly, slapping upwards with a steady beat. Even more kobold-like features quickly emerged, softening the dragonborn's features.

“Nnnngghh… fuuuuuuuuuck!"

Nantash's muzzle narrowed, losing the scales and ridges, becoming more of a hybrid between dragon and lizard. Thick, plump lips formed around his teeth, and his brow softened as the definition in his shoulders melted away, adding to the ample amount of rumpflesh swinging from his backside. The kobold's skin flushed, brightening up, turning a tropical shade of pink from the tips of his pointed, smooth ears to the soles of his light pink claw tips. Another long, low, eager moan erupted from his short, pointed muzzle, as the fully transformed twink kobold's cock erupted with an orgasmic blast of sweet-smelling seed.

Vishki licked her lips as she watched the kobold's plump rump swing side to side.

“Is he… is he gonna be okay?"

“Don't worry," Professor Kaspar said. “I was able to ensure the effects were purely physical. Once this… episode… passes, your friend should regain his faculties, though there may be a few side effects. I was also able to ensure he didn't lose any strength or power, so his career as a paladin may continue uninterrupted. I suggest the next one of you attempts to learn the spell in the meantime, should you still wish to try."

Vishki's eyes darted towards the elephant's bulging pants, which now strained outwards as the huge maleness visibly throbbed, rippling several times from root to tip with light jerking motions. Professor Kaspar's eyes focused on the upturned kobold rump, glued to the swinging hips and chunky tail. The dragoness wondered if perhaps this was a trap after all, but no - the elephant seemed genuine, and if someone was good enough to fool her keen paladin senses, they probably worked harder than she had - which was highly unlikely. The muscular dragoness, whose curvy figure remained hidden under the covers, stepped up to the nightstand.

“Allow me to try, please," she said. She closed her eyes, focused her thoughts, and then opened them to read the page.

On the floor nearby, the pink kobold moaned and humped the carpet. His plump, smooth rumpcheeks bounced off each other, but failed to distract the dragoness. Vishki's white linen cloak lifted around her legs, filling with wind and power as the spell swirled around her body just as it had with Nantash. The gold and silver sparkles flared, and Vishki's eyes widened as she felt the energy test her.

Unlike with Nantash, this time, the adventurer succeeded. A blinding white light filled the room and faded quickly, leaving everyone squinting. Vishki looked at her hands, wondering what effect her new magical ability gave her, but as she looked down at herself, she seemed to be as normal as ever.

“Uh… Vishki, look behind you," Captain Lilly said.

The pale dragoness gasped when she turned her head, staring down the back of the cloak towards her tail. Whereas before she'd possessed a nice, appropriately sized appendage, it had now tripled in size. She actually took a step backwards as she realized how much more heavily it hung from her lower back. She was able to lift and move it around just as easily as before, and demonstrated the flexibility of her enormous new tail by wiggling it in the air around her head. Overall, the dragoness's tail stretched at least thirty feet, though she wasn't sure if that was the limit.

“Try to make it smaller," Professor Kaspar suggested.

Vishki closed her eyes and pursed her muzzle. The dragoness's nostrils flared, then the immense tail did begin to shrink and pull back up into the ten-foot-tall adventurer's hips until it was back at its former girth and length.

“That could be very useful," Vishki said, grinning as she focused and caused her tail to expand once more.

“Arr, my turn!" Captain Lilly said, more excited than ever to risk it on a new ability. “Here we go! Lemme have it, book!"

The pirate leaned over the pages by pushing herself up on her forearms. As Vishki and her triple-sized tail moved out of the way, the magical winds picked up for a third time.

The pirate captain laughed from the belly as the magic surrounded her, flaring brighter and hotter than it had for Vishki and certainly for Nantash.

“Oh? Interesting," Kaspar grunted. The enormous bull took several steps backwards and grinned as he used his trunk to keep his glasses in place. “The spell likes this one… she may receive additional benefits from the magic."

Vishki had the presence of mind to grab ahold of Nantash's tail and drag him to the side, off the carpet and away from the growing, swirling tornado of magical energies around the pirate captain. The rushing wind drowned out her laughter and threats somewhat as Vishki stared in astonishment.

“Ha ha ha! You call this a storm! Hell's bells, I've been in worse winds on a shallow lake! Har har!"

The funnel intensified, popping off bright shots of silver and gold that streaked through the air, leaving spots in the eyes of those watching, until the storm built to a crescendo and exploded outwards in all directions, sending several books and pieces of furniture tumbling. Vishki managed to remain on her feet and kept a tight grip on the gasping, squirming kobold's tail to keep him from sliding away, while Professor Kasper had no difficulty staying upright in the face of the magical release.

Blinking away the leftover streaks of magical residue in their eyes, the two adventurers and the enormous librarian stared at the pirate captain. She was half her previous height, only two-foot-eight, with tiny stubby legs and a shrunken head and torso. Despite that, her breasts were easily twice what they were before. They flopped out of her improvised pants-shirt and belt, resting flat along the bottom on the shaggy gray carpet.

“Whoa!" she gasped, lurching backwards and hauling her enormous chest along with her. Despite her shrunken size, she was no less powerful or capable of carrying around her own assets. “Get a load of these babies!"

The feline grinned and whirled around, but frowned when she realized she was staring people in the kneecaps.

“How'd you all get so tall?"

The elephant's pants bulged even more noticeably and he blinked a few times, though it was clear he enjoyed the view from his full 12-foot-tall height of the less than three-foot-tall feline's oversized breasts. The bull licked his lips and repressed a sudden urge to rearrange his bulging pants again.

“Now try to focus on growing," he said. “Especially taller."

“Yar, alright, just a moment," the pirate growled in a high-pitched voice.

She closed her eyes, and as Vishki and Nantash stared, she slowly enlarged from head to toe - except for her breasts, which not only enlarged, they trebled. The feline panted as she reached her original height and squished her paws past the wrists against the sides of her enormous bosoms.

“Now, much as it pains me to say this," Professor Kaspar grunted, pausing midway to relight his pipe, “focus on shrinking your chest."

Within a few minutes, the pirate captain was shrinking and growing up and down with ease, while adjusting the size of her impressive chest from simply incredibly to magnificently awesome.

“This is incredible!" she purred. “Thank you, Professor! Arr, this'll be handy on ship when the lads get antsy for entertainment!"

“Entertainment… of course," Kaspar murmured, eyes not leaving the shortstack feline's oversized and then even more oversized breasts swell up and down. The bulge in his pants thickened, and a loud creaking, stretching noise rippled through the room. “Whoops! That's a sign that it's time for you all to move along!"

The elephant grinned as he turned and waddled with one stiff leg towards his chair. His right leg stuck out straight as he floomfed back into the overstuffed cushions and wiggled back.

“Thanks for stopping by," the elephant said, picking up his book. “I hope those magical abilities come in handy. Even for you, Nantash."

The kobold's eyes snapped up to the elephant's face. “Huh? Sorry, I was… uh…"

Kaspar looked under his book when he felt a warmth smoosh into his leg, causing him to rumble loudly. Captain Lilly beamed up at him, doing her best OwO as she grew larger and smaller, causing her breasts to drag along his bulge. By the time Vishki's extended tail entered the fray, Nantash was on his knees against the low-slung swell of the bull's massive nuts.

“I see… I suppose it would be… mmmhh… very rude of me to turn down a… ahhhh… thank you!" he gasped, stammering his way through as the trio of adventurers made clear to the big bull just how invaluable his help would be. Especially Nantash, who quickly discovered the benefits of stretchy, flexible kobold hips when it came to five-foot-long bull elephant cocks.

Some time later, after Nantash the kobold paladin dressed in some armor the elephant traded him for his old set, the party set off covered in elephant cream from head to toe, leaving a very happy, satisfied, and sleepy elephant professor behind in his chair. The kobold, now about two feet shorter than he was before, nevertheless swung his enormous dragon-headed flail around with the same ease he did before. Apparently losing his physical appearance of muscles didn't actually change his power, though he did keep having dirty thoughts regarding his two fellow adventurers as they walked down the exit tunnel.

The party cleaned themselves up as best they could, though Nantash complained his new scent was too girly. Scraping gooey handfuls of potent, musky elephant seed from their hides and clothing and equipment, the trio left a messy trail behind them. They approached the next chamber quickly, drawing closer to the circle of light at the end of the tunnel.

For the second time in their adventure, all three adventurers let out a sigh of relief. There was no massive direwolf here to chase them, either. There wasn't an extremely muscular, well-hung bull elephant with a nice round belly here, either. In fact, there wasn't much of anything in the chamber, which apparently served only as a place to gather water. A large river rushed by under a narrow bridge. The channel was about six feet wide and not all that deep, but the water flowed by quickly. The bridge spanning the channel was as wide as the cavern, spanning the entire distance and only featuring bucket-sized openings along the sides. Apparently the dungeon lost a few too many kobolds to the rapids and installed safety features - which was all the better for them, the adventurers thought as they individually sized up the area.

The cavern ran around eight feet or so across, with the bridge and water channel cutting the long room in half. Without speaking, the three adventurers readied their weapons and equipment, then strode out onto the floor. Captain Lilly took the lead, testing for traps along the way; Vishki served as rearguard, though her attention divided between guarding the rear and staring at the rear attached to the kobold in front of her. Nantash looked thick, plain and simple, and Vishki was experiencing… stuff.

The party reached the edge of the stone archway across the water channel and paused.

“It looks safe enough," Nantash said, his high-pitched voice not sounding any less confident coming from his transformed muzzle. “I'm certain there's a catch, though."

“There always is," Vishki said. Her tail twitched, grew twice as large, and then shrank again.

“I say we try to jump it," Captain Lilly growled. “You can toss me over when I'm all small like."

The pirate captain's body shrank, breasts and torso and arms and legs and down, down to the smallest, fiercest, bustiest little pirate captain either Vishki or Nantash could have imagined.

“Well? Let's get on with it!" the tiny pirate squeaked. “No sense dilly-dallying and missing the high tide!"

Vishki shrugged and wrapped her tail around the feline's hips. The pirate's inordinately sized chest draped over the coil of dragon tail as it squeezed from under her chest to her thighs before lifting the small cat up into the air, stretching across the bridge, and depositing her on the other side.

“Appreciate not tossing me," Lilly muttered as she grew back to her regular size.

“Watch this!" Nantash said. Holding his flail in both hands, he began to spin around, rotating slowly at first, but then faster and faster, until the dragon head at the end of the flail's chain shrieked and roared with the wind pressure surging past it. The kobold's narrow pink arms stretched and stretched until with a cry, he let fly - only he didn't let go of the flail. The roaring dragon head flew over the bridge, landing several feet past the pirate on the other side, roaring and screaming all the way like dragon in flight.

Vishki wasn't too keen on the mimicry as she followed the other two over without actually touching the bridge - just in case - using her tail to leap across without trouble.

They were approaching the exit when the ground trembled.

“Arr! Who triggered the trap?" Captain Lilly growled.

“Wasn't me!" Nantash gasped. He struggled to remain standing, and depended on his overgrown plump tail to act as a tripod on which he could balance his thick hips. “It's coming from the tunnel!"

And so it was. The party quickly reversed, backing up until they were at the bridge which they'd so carefully avoid stepping on earlier for fear of setting off a trap. They moved to the side, hoping that whatever was coming would simply ignore them and pass them by if they didn't present a threat.

THUD.

THUD.

“...stupid friggin' jerkface…"

THUD.

THUD-THUD.

“...think he is, some kind of, like, deity or something, like, oh, look at me, I have a labyrinth, oooh…

THUD THUD THUD THUD.

“...some kind of… of… of asshole! ARRRAAARRRRHHHH! What a jerk!"

Nantash, Lilly, and Vishki weren't sure what to make of the “monster" that approached from the tunnel. She was a dragon, of that there was no doubt. Bright purple scales glimmered along her head and shoulders, fading into a rich, royal blue towards her hips and down through her wide, powerful legs and tail. Pale, supple scales covered the dragoness's throat and muzzle, smaller and more tightly knit than the larger scales on her head and back. They widened across her exceedingly ample chest, before narrowing in slightly on her belly. Most of the dragoness's plump stomach wasn't visible thanks to the enormous orbs hanging from her wide shoulders. A ludicrous spaghetti strap bikini top dug into the dragoness's shoulders, pulled taut across the gap from there to the outer swells of each enormous breast, where a tiny patch of triangular pink fabric failed completely to cover the thick, swollen dark pink teats capping her chest. The straps continued down from each dark purple nipple, pulling straight across the small gap between the bottoms of her chest and the tops of her thighs.

As she stomped forward, growsing and threatening some nameless “him" who was, without a doubt, a jerkface, the dragoness's swollen, dark purple maleness swung out and up. The half-hard length turned upwards, pulled to a near 90-degree angle halfway down the shaft by the banana-sling bikini bottom stretching away from her hips. The long pouch stretched over the bulging urethra from a foot off her hips to a foot below the tip, leaving the pair of spaghetti straps to wrap around the head from either side and stretch back to her hips. The straps dug into her scales, amplifying the plushness of her hips and thighs. A pair of pale-scaled balls shove side to side underneath, spread apart by the thin g-string strap running between the enormous orbs. Somehow, the incredibly slutty and revealing bathing suit costume didn't simply snap to shreds in the face of the dragoness's sauntering, hip swinging stomping - even when angry, she's managing to make everything jiggle.

The shimmering dragon's scales rippled across her arms and hips as she continued forward. The stiletto high heels strapped around each of her wide, taloned feet stood up to the force of her legs which caused the room to shudder. Straps wrapped around her ankles and up her calves, keeping the high heels firmly in place. Besides the high heels and barely-there bikini, platinum, gold, and silver piercings decorated the dragoness's long, pointed ears. Her rich, silky mane of long, platinum blonde hair cascaded around her head, sometimes hiding the lower piercings lining the edges of her ears. A pair of platinum nipple rings hung down past the lower edges of her dark purple aereolae, easily as thick as the kobold's wrist. She wore rings on every finger, as well as gold and silver bracelets around her upper and lower arms and ankles, all decorated with expensive, glittering gemstones. A delicate golden chain wrapped around her ample hips, dangling a tiny ruby pendant above her plump, piered belly button.

She'd just passed the party when she stopped dead. Her hips jiggled to a halt, and all three adventurers stared at the tattoo on her lower back, curved to follow her thick, full rump. It was the word “JUICY" in all caps in flowery penmanship. With a mean and angry look creasing her pale muzzle, the dragoness turned towards the party and snarled. Her jewelry rattled and clanked with the sudden twist, while her bikini bottom swung wildly from side to side, making the tip of her maleness, which stretched many feet outwards from her hips before the sling pulled the heavy shaft upright, glide past her hips several times before slowing to a throb-in-place.

“You know, like, he just makes me so mad I could scream! Gawd! Like, know what I mean?"

The twelve-foot-tall dragoness crossed her arms under her impressive chest, causing the massive mammaries to bounce spectacularly against the spaghetti straps. She glared at the party expectantly.

“Uh… yeah, totally," Nantash said, trying to put same inflection in his voice as the dragoness, though he wasn't really sure how to do it. “Like… he's a jerk. Face. A real jerkface. Oh my gawd. Right?"

That last word Nantash directed at Lilly and Vishki, who both looked as bewildered as the chunky kobold.

“Oh."

The enormous dragoness stepped closer.

“My."

Her enormous schlong shoved into Nantash's chest, pinning him to the wall.

“Gawwwwwwwwd!"

The rest of the dragoness's body smooshed forward, completely smothering the kobold, less than half her size, in thighs, belly, and musky dragon dick. The kobold's tail went rigid and pointed out from between his wiggling toes.

“You are the cutest!" the dragoness gasped. Her claws tugged the kobold up until Nantash's muzzle and head and shoulders disappeared into her cleavage. “Look at this butt! It's like, oh, my, gawd! Hot hot hot! You are just what I need to get over that dumb idiot!"

The kobold's whole body shuddered as her fingers dug into his hips, sinking in with a fearsome grip that caused Vishki and Lilly to wince despite Nantash's positive reaction.

“You are, without a doubt, like, the cutest kobold I have ever seen," the dragoness squealed. “I'm Brandywine! Oh my gawd, which burrow are you with? Can I take you home? Huh?"

Vishki felt an elbow in her side - well, the side of her thigh, as far as the short feline could reach.

“Do something!" the pirate hissed.

“Like what?"

“You're nearly her size. Distract her! I think he's losin' consciousness!"

Vishki straightened her cloak and stretched out a paw, preparing to tap the dragoness on the shoulder.

“Excuse m-eeeee?"

The other dragoness, who had a good two feet in height over Vishki, whirled around, a massive grin on her muzzle, her previous problems all forgotten as she hugged the wriggling kobold tight. Vishki's fingers and palms wrapped around dragoness's right nipple, which more than filled her grip. The heavy platinum piercing felt warm against her palm. Surprised, the white scaled dragoness couldn't stop her fingers from automatically squeezing flat, avoiding pinching with her talons, to apply pressure and grip.

“Ooooh! Well, this is my - ooh! - lucky day," the dragoness said. “I'm Brandywine, cutie. What's your name?"

“V-Vishki…"

“Well, Vishki, don't be afraid to get your other hand in there too! Hee hee! Like, you are totally smokin. Gawd, I bet you've got a killer bod under that cloak! Amiright?"

The pink kobold dropped to the floor, dragging down over the overhung dragoness's sac as he went, and landed in a heap at the feet of the two large dragonesses. Vishki's eyes widened as the other dragon shoved her chest forward, smooshing herself up against the white-scaled paladin.

“Mmmh, you're not like most of the adventurers I get to see," the dragoness giggled. “They never last long, but I bet you cuties could totally make it!"

The dragoness stepped forward, forcing her impressive length into Vishki's belly, while her enormous sac dragged across the kobold's belly and chest, pinning him down to the floor beneath her musky orbs.

“Well, let's get this party started!" the dragoness purred. “Maybe dumping a few loads in the three of you will take my mind off that stupid jerkface! Can't hurt to try, right? Hee hee!"

Vishki's eyes popped open when she realized just what the dragoness was implying.

“Uh, we have to be going. We're on an important-"

“Blah, blah, blah. Like, shut up and c'mere."

Vishki's eyes bulged almost as wide as her cheeks. The other dragoness's shimmering, supple purple body pressed forward, tongue slipping into Vishki's muzzle to intertwine with her own. The shorter dragon shuddered and pushed back, a surge of electric pleasure causing her nostrils to flare, soaking up the large dragon's intense, sharp floral musk.

Captain Lilly wasn't left out either. Brandywine's paw snatched the pirate captain by the belt of her shorts-shirt, pulling her in and shoving her face-first towards the base of her massive arousal. The feline's body shrank, then grew, then her breasts did the same in all the combinations as she squirmed and struggled to break free of Brandywine's overpowering grip.

“Mmmmwah!" she gasped, pulling her muzzle free from Vishki, whose glazed eyes stared ahead, unfocused and changing colors rapidly from one to another. “Wow, that's a cute trick! You'll totally have to teach me that. I definitely could use it to accessorize! Alright, you three. Let's take this party back to my place!"

The dragoness clenched her arms around the dragon and cat, and her calves around the kobold. She grunted, bent her knees, and jumped - and when they landed, they were in an entirely different room.

Nantash, of course, couldn't see, as not only were the enormous dragon balls smothering his face, they knocked into his belly on the landing, winding him. Neither could Captain Lilly see, as her muzzle and eyes could go no further than the throbbing, semi-hard base of the dragoness's immense, dark purple stalk. Huge veins ran down the sides, thicker than Lilly's wrist, feeding the powerful, warm maleness as it pushed against the thin straps of the bikini bottom.

Only Vishki was able to get a good look around, and only just. They were in a bedroom of some type in another cavern. Drapes and tapestries hung on the walls and large blankets and pillows covered the massive, well-used bed. A fireplace roared off to the side, illuminating and warming the otherwise damp cavern, while a thick rug on the floor provided protection from the sand beneath. There was a small chamber in the back, presumably a bath, and only one other exit, which looked like it went into another dark tunnel.

“What do you think of my pad? Pretty great, right? Like, I totally get to stay here for free, you know," Brandywine said. Her hips shoved forward and back, casually slinging her massive length against Vishki's belly and dragging her huge balls across the kobold on the rug below. “Whenever that Minotaur tries to kick me out, I just drain his balls a few times and he forgives me. Hee hee! Oh, let's get some music! Hey, fuckbois! Get out here!"

At the dragoness's call, a half-dozen kobolds and direwolves emerged from a hidden opening in the wall opposite the open exit. The rocks slid aside as the small parade of dungeon creatures entered. Each was thick-hipped and narrow in the chest, smooth and flat and plump. They wore matching uniforms of tight pink tops that matched Brandywine's scales on her upper torso, and tight booty shorts that matched the darker purple on her lower half. Their cute little bellies and bulges on full display, the six set up against the far wall with stringed instruments. Their wide eyes watched as they plucked together in unison, causing a stream of tinkly, sappy music to fill the cavern.

“That's much better!" the dragoness said. The enormous scaled bimbo shivered as she slid her shaft forward, rubbing the tip, still curled against the strap of her bikini bottom, against Vishki's belly, leaving wet streaks in her white linens. A cloud of potent pheromones and musk surrounded her full, wideset figure, all curves and plump, jiggling dragonflesh.

“That Minotaur is the jerkface by the way. Oooh! He makes me so mad sometimes!" she growled. “Okay, so sure, like, I broke into the direwolf barracks, but so what? They were happy to see me! And I covered for them! It's not like any adventurers got past while they drained!"

The strap slid to the side, and the dragoness's massive length surged forward and up, spreading apart Vishki's breasts and squeezing the linen cloak taut enough that the muscular dragoness's thick, darker blue nipples outlined against it. A pulse of musky, rich dragon pre bubbled from the massive crown between her plump breasts, which was easily bigger than the kobold's head. Vishki stared it down, nostrils flared and eyes glazed, nodding and muttering “Uh huh, sure… okay," as the overhung couch surfing dungeon guardian complained.

“And I mean, look at all the crap he dumps on me! It's like, not even like, you know, fashionable now," she grunted, grinding her hips forward so that her massive pole jutted past Vishki's head. She removed her talons from the back of Lilly's head for a moment, allowing the feline to suck down a few breaths of fresh air, so that she could gesture around the room at the shelves and counters filled with various magical items and draughts. The heat radiating from the powerful organ felt like a bonfire as it throbbed against Vishki's shoulder and drooled down the dragoness's backside. “I mean, Potions of Udder Nonsense? Potions of Nippledicks? Like, so last season!"

From between the dragoness's legs, the kobold's moans and gasps increased in pitch and intensity. The full weight of her huge, musky balls dragged over him as he humped and clutched at them, hips pounding upwards as the kobold's twinkified brain went into overdrive, dispelling the paladin's usual common sense.

Before any of them knew it, Brandywine had them naked and kneeling in front of her. It was like a flash, a moment appearing and disappearing as her heady, intoxicating musk flooded their senses. Vishki moaned into the side of the dragoness's immense shaft from the right while Captain Lilly did the same from the left. The feline and dragon caressed and teased and stroked Brandywine's enormous sac, even dragging their tongues along the smooth and supple curves of the swollen orbs. Lost in the scent, they succumbed despite brief internalized struggles - but how could anyone refuse such grand, full balls, such a powerful and masculine length, matched with the curviest, thickest, jiggliest body any of the three adventurers ever laid eyes on. There was no stopping the tide of lust crashing over them, fueled not only by Brandywine's apparent interest in kobolds, as Nantash discovered on his hands and knees in front of her, but her desire for revenge on her ex.

“Mmmmhh… like, you're gonna be real tight, so I'll try to take it slow," the twelve-foot-tall dragoness purred as she stretched her talons around Nantash's hips and dragged him to the tip of her incredible arousal. “But like, no promises."

Lilly, sporting the largest set of breasts she could grow, shoved against the base of Brandywine's maleness from one side while Vishki took the other. The white-scaled dragon's chest squeezed forward, plump, satisfyingly full and heavy as it bumped into the heads of the two kneeling adventurers. Vishki's tail lengthened and swung around, wrapping around the other dragon's immense sac several times.

“Oh, like, ooooh! Wow!"

SPLORT!

Nantash's muzzle stretched open. The pink kobold's lips pulled back as his tongue stretched out, but no sound emerged as his plush, thick rump cheeks gave way to Brandywine's strength. Her thickness pumped deep, distending the kobold's belly outwards in the shape of her thick, pointed draconic stalk, as Vishki and Lilly worked the lower half that wasn't yet able to fit inside the gasping, groaning male.

“Like… oh wow… you guys are… oooh, good at this!"

The combination of paws, claws, and breasts at the base of her thickness sent pleasurable thrills up and down Brandywine's spine. Her tail twitched as Vishki's elongated tail squeezed and rippled around her sac, tugging and pulling it until her flexing cock jerked the impaled kobold high into the air. The wet sound effects multiplied as gushes of thick white seed sprayed from the pink kobold's throat. His arms pushed to his bloating belly as his legs squeezed together around the huge staff invading his rump, while his own thick erection fired off over and over again.

“Mmm… yeah!"

Nantash's eyes bulged as he felt the second, third, and fourth wave of seed flood his body. His nipples ached, hypersensitive, as thick, potent seed sloshed around in his belly. The incredible heat gave rise - or rather, allowed to let hang - a pair of promising, pert knockers. The kobold's hips quivered as the fat nipples thickened faster than the orbs swelled outwards.

Down at the base of Brandywine's arousal, Vishki and Lilly did their best to please. Fully overcome with the intoxicating effects of the musk, the feline and dragon groaned with need and humped their hips against the impressive sac. Vishki focused on the base, tonguing her way slowly across the pulsing maleness, tasting the salt in the dragon's sweat and the sharp, floral musk. The white-scaled dragoness closed her eyes, gasping as new sensations and urges built in the back of her mind. She groaned, eyes squeezing tight, as her hips shivered forward, humping hard, pounding against the side of Brandywine's enormous sac as her chest heaved with great breaths of air.

On the other side, the pirate captain suffered through an identical phase of wheezing and moaning and thrusting with desperation as she, too, experienced unusual and strange impulses. The feline's full breasts flattened against the base of Brandywine's shaft as she reached both paws down between her thighs. The feline yowl echoed from her throat around the cavern as her paw pads stroked down a freshly grown maleness, complete with heavy, full testicles. Lilly didn't stop thrusting, not even after her paws returned to groping and squeezing Brandywine's enormous nuts, as though suddenly possessing a long, impressively large male arousal were the most normal thing to happen to her all day. And it might have been.

Vishki's eyes stretched open in surprise as she found her hands full of a slick, throbbing dragon maleness. The sensitive flesh ached against her fingers and she easily milked a few splashes of pre from the tip, each dribble making her bite her lower lip and squirm as the heat caused her insides to boil with lust.

“Oooh, you girls are developing nicely! Like, you're totally getting hotter by the second! Especially your cute kobold friend. What was his name again? Oh well, doesn't matter!"

Wrapping her claws around Nantash's ankles, Brandywine thrust harder, faster, driving her shaft deeper so that the small kobold's belly stretched rudely towards the floor. His stomach pulled outwards, outlining the thrusting tip of Brandywine's immenseness as she gleefully pumped into his hips and pulled him down further yet. The wriggling kobold's swollen chest grew larger, round, filling up even faster than his belly as Brandywine closed her eyes and moaned, cooing with her plump full lips.

Vishki found her muzzle locked to that of the other dragoness, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the pleasure. Her maleness, her powerful stalk, throbbed against the warm, full dragonsac, growing longer and thicker with each eager hump. Her huge tail rippled again, squeezing tight, looping her maleness into the coils squeezing on Brandywine's balls. As her length doubled in size, her breasts swelled. The dragoness's shoulders shivered as she squirmed, cheeks bulging with Brandywine's tongue. She began groaning back, matching Brandywine's girlish gasps and giggles, as her full, powerful draconic body grew. She didn't gain height so much, but considering she was already a dragon and close to Brandywine in size, Vishki didn't stand much of a chance once infected with the boss's musk. Her long white hair draped over her shoulders as her breasts added another cup size, swelling even larger, hanging heavy from her chest, a pleasant weight that made her want to pump her powerful, plump thighs even harder. Her legs squeezed together as she groaned and squirmed, suckling Brandywine's tongue and groping Brandywine's shaft and inhaling Brandywine's musk and… and…

Vishki's giggles echoed in the air as the larger dragoness finally broke the long-lasting kiss. While Lilly made a gooey mess of the other side of Brandywine's sac, Vishki succumbed fully to the jiggling goddess. Her eyes glazed as a beatific smile spread across her wide, squared off muzzle.

“Like, oh my gawd, this feels like, so good!" she squealed. “Your tits are absolutely fantastic!"

“Oh my gawd, yours too!" Brandywine groaned. “Ugh, this one's full already…"

Like a half-pressurized water rocket, Nantash's body slumped off the tip of Brandywine's immense shaft, sloshing into his own hugely swollen belly as he drained from muzzle, nostrils, and rump simultaneously. A couple bucket loads of thick dragon cum sloshed from the pent-up maleness, following the kobold down to the floor and drenching him in fresh, warm batches of hyper-musky bimbo-dragon jizz. Brandywine grinned as she turned her attention to Vishki instead; the ten-foot-tall dragoness's chest more than doubled since she'd started pumping the kobold, and that was far more interesting to her in the moment than a thick tush. Brandywine grinned, both paws roughly massaging and groping at Vishki's chest as the white-scaled dragoness shuddered with pleasure.

“Ohmygawd, yes," Vishki gasped, no trace of former stoic nature remaining on her gasping face. Her plump, full lips filled out as she shoved her chest eagerly into Brandywine's claws. “Oooooh, you slut! You know just how to push my buttons! Like, fuck yeah!"

The bimbofied dragoness's swollen body squeezed up against Brandywine. They embraced, moaning and gasping as their muzzles fought for space. Their hips humped together, with Vishki's muscular inner thighs clamping around the thrust pole as it lifted her own fat balls into the air. Vishki's erection kept growing - not as big as Brandywine's, but far more than enough, at any rate. The tip of her shaft soon stretched into Brandywine's cleavage, and before long, the two dragoness's engaged in a messy tip-to-muzzle trade that left more thick dragon cream dripping down over their squeezed-together chests than ended up in their plump, curvy bellies.

“Mmmmh… like, you're totally hot," Vishki groaned.

“Oooh, fuck, you are too!" Brandywine answered. The original bimbo-dragon was still larger by far, but Vishki's swollen, plumped up body still compared favorably to Brandywine's incredible size.

Both dragons turned their heads as their chests and malenesses squeezed and slid together, focusing their gazes on the pirate still gawking at them from the floor.

Brandywine grinned at Vishki, and they nodded at each other before breaking their embrace and lunging for Captain Lilly. As the pink kobold drained on the floor a few feet away, the two enormous dragons lined up on either side of the feline figure hanging between them from their large hands. Vishki's claws squeezed around Lilly's thighs, keeping them spread as she shoved her hips forward, while Brandywine simply held the cat up by a wrist. The purple and pink dragoness's other palm wrapped around the back of the pirate captain's head and shoved her face-first into the tip of her throbbing maleness.

Brandywine's impossibly wide, fat thickness stretched, somehow, into Lilly's muzzle, distending her jaw and throat before the pointed tip was fully inside. The feline's chest bulged outwards as her magic went haywire, causing her to shrink and grow in height as well. From behind, Vishki's lustful grin swayed above the feline's tail as the appendage flattened over the curve of the big dragon's chest. The new dark blue maleness jutting from the transformed adventurer's hips was an exact copy of Brandywine's, just a tad smaller, not that Lilly felt much of a difference in girth when the pointed, hard tip shoved between her legs.

The feline's belly and neck and chest shifted, stretching and growing, as the twin lengths forced their way towards each other. The feline's body grew to her full height between them as her belly drooped low; one of the massive stalks forced the other down, causing it to jut against her fur. Her legs and arms dangled as the overwhelmed feline felt claws dragging her back and forth; the constant wet scrunching of both immense shafts bloating her chest and belly as they passed by each other inside caused her own maleness to fire off. Her balls bloated in time with her belly, and even when she tried, desperately, to shrink her massive breasts, they only grew bigger, rounder, and fuller the longer the two bimbo-dragons pounded her muzzle and pussy.

“Gawwwwwwwd, she's tight!" Brandywine moaned. “I could fuck sluts like this all day."

“You're so right! Mmmmhhhh… fuck, I'm gonna cum," Vishki gasped, eyes opening and revealing a flashing kaleidescope of colors. The feline gurgled, clenching, completely stretched and swollen as the two dragons shoved together until their breasts flattened, Brandywine kept one hand on the back of Lilly's head, keeping the feline's muzzle at the base of her immense shaft, while the other grabbed Vishki by the horn and pulled her in for a kiss. Their thick nipples rubbed together, causing the platinum ring piercings worn by Brandywine to pull. She groaned into Vishki's muzzle and stuffed her tongue down the other dragoness's throat until the pale white bimbo's whole body tensed.

Lilly's belly bulged and thick gushes of seed sprayed from her backend, her cock, and her muzzle all at the time time. Her claws came out as she wrapped her arms around her breasts, now nearly double what they were even at her previous largest. They scraped over the carpet as she hung and swung between the two thrusting, cumming, pumping dragons.

“Ooooh, that's so tiiiiight," Brandywine moaned. “Mmmff… gawd, I like, can't wait to get you… all… pierced… up!"

The original bimbodragon's hips slapped forward. Her thickness erupted, more than doubling the amount of powerful dragonjizz bloating Lilly's orange-brown pelt. The feline gurgled, eyes squeezed shut, as she felt her swollen belly bounce off the floor with each thrust.

And just like that, Brandywine dragged her huge length out of Lilly's muzzle. The feline gagged, spasming, as gallons of seed rushed from her belly before her throat could close up. She sagged forward, hanging towards the floor by the her hips as Vishki's claws grabbed her sides and tugged her forward. She twitched again as she felt the dragoness's maleness flex against her insides, pushing her belly forward one last time before pulling all the way free. A few extra gallons of dragon cum poured down over the groaning, trembling, bloated body of the feline as the two horny, oversexual dragons stood hip-to-hip admiring their handiwork.

“Too bad she looks like a one and done type o' slut," Vishki grunted. “Where's a girl gotta go around here to find an ass that can take a real cock, huh? Like, I'm still hard, you know?"

Vishki's thick maleness draped forward, pumping and pulsing, releasing a few pints of potent, musky white seed each time, matched and then some by Brandywine's. Their tips squeezed together, mixing their similarly-scented spooge into a single stream drizzling over Lilly's bulging belly.

“Oh, I know!" Brandywine said. “We'll go get you some proper clothes first, drop by the tattoo parlor, and then hit up the kobold's guard posts! They're like, so cute, oh my gawd."

“Yay!"

Lilly panted hard as she fell away from the heavy nuts, pushed aside as the two dragons focused solely on each other. Drenched in her own thick seed, the fully aroused feline dragged herself across the rug towards the kobold, whose belly still draped over his hips and touched both sides of the floor around him. He gurgled, occasionally burping up thick bellows of dragon jizz. Lilly, thanks to ability to change sizes, was able to recover more quickly.

“Nantash! Nantash! Vishki's been turned!" the pirate hissed. “Only chance we got is to leave right now! We got no choice!"

A splatter of rich, heavily scented seed soaked the feline from the top of her head to the base of her tail. The pirate's impressively long, thick maleness pulsed, the tip bouncing off her chest, which she shrunk as much as she could for ease of movement.

“Nnnggghhh… too full…"

“Nantash! Suck it and let's go, ye silly lubber!"

Groaning, Nantash rolled himself onto his stretched pink belly and shuddered as the drainage continued. He got to his knees, both hands supporting his stomach, and staggered after Lilly. The cum-soaked feline's cock was easily twice the thickness of the pink kobold's, but the curvy dragonling's hips put her own to shame. She tried not to focus on that as the sounds of scales squishing against scales, high pitched giggles, and eager moans followed them towards the exit of the room. Looking back just once, Lilly stared in shock as she watched Vishki's muzzle opening with lust, eyes dazed, body shoving against Brandywine's maleness as both let out groans of pure, unadulterated desire.

Helping Nantash stumble out of the dragoness's bedroom, they collapsed a few dozen feet down the hallway, just within earshot of the two dragons. Their moans reached a fevered pitch and Lilly moved her paws over her cock before shoving one paw between her legs. Nantash gurgled, gasping and draining gallons of potent dragon spooge, as they listened intently to the sound of intense, sloppy lovemaking.

“Fuck me!" they heard Vishki scream. “Yes, ohmygawd, fuck yes!"

“Ooooooh, you tight bitch! Fuck, you're so good at this! Mmmmf, I'm totes gonna introduce you to… hnnnnnnffff… the Keeper!"

“Oooh, I met him! He's got one of my friends right now! Hee hee! Ooooooh!"

“Nnnnfffff… let's go say high and triple-team him. Is he like, cute or whatever? Oh, fuck, hold on tight, like, here I cum!"

A wave of seed rolled down the sloped tunnel towards the two remaining adventurers, but neither bothered to move out of the way as the musky white jizz swept past them. It merely added to the mess that already existed.

“Mmmmh, that was great, babe, like, you're totally hot," Brandywine said. “Now, where'd those other two get off to? Hello? Hey, cute cat and kobold? Huh… guess they're gone…"

A wet smack and a loud gurgle.

“Guess it's just you and me! Like, it'll be so much fun having a roommate! We can totally go shopping for cute outfits together! And I'll introduce you to all the biggest direwolves. They're fun! Mmf!"

More than an hour later, when Nantash was finally able to walk unassisted and Lilly could do anything other than stroke the impressive maleness jutting from between her plump, furry thighs past her swollen stomach, the two continued down the corner, neither speaking, ignoring the continued moans, groans, and passionate cries of “deeper, harder, faster!"

Nantash's plump hips waddled side to side, fat tail dragging on the floor. His pot belly hung outwards, still full of several gallons of rich dragon seed, while a pair of huge, firm breasts draped over top. He shuddered as the air washed over his sensitive, bare nipples and tried to adjust his waddle to stop them from sliding around so much.

Lilly, on the other hand, strutted ahead like she owned the place. Sure, they'd lost two of their party members, but look at what they gained: several feet of thick dick that was sure to make the bois back on her ship swoon with jealousy. Not to mention a few cup sizes in upgrades to her plump breasts, too. The pirate captain grinned as she led the well-abused kobold down the passage, careful not to slip on the constant waves of dragonseed following them as the bimbofied dragonesses continued humping each other wildly. Her plump belly pressed outwards beneath the swells of her breasts, which she'd grown large enough to muffin-top out of the buckle around her nipples, keeping them squeezed and indented inwards.

“Lilly," Nantash gasped. A stream of seed dribbled down his plump lips. “Hold on… should we… just leave? Try to escape?"

The feline shook her head. “Arr, ye aren't losin' yer fightin' spirit now, are ya? Besides, ain't no way back - I don't care to run into that Brandywine again."

“All we can do is go forward?"

“S'right, so get those chubby cheeks movin', sailor, and look proud!"

The kobold's eyes widened and an enormous belch reverberated from his throat, blasting the pirate captain with a wave of muskiness. The feline's breasts bulged and her tail puffed from the tip to the base and back again, but she shook her head and stomped her boot.

“Belay that! Now get movin'!"

The feline smacked a paw down across the kobold's thick pink rumpcheeks, sparking him into leaping forward with his flail held in front of him.

The now familiar ring of light heralded the end of the tunnel. By the time they made it, both Nantash and Lilly felt much better about resuming their quest. Their bellies shrank, though their rumps and hips did not. Nantash's chubby tail crinkled and curled upwards then down around his oversized rump cheeks as he waddled along behind the pirate captain, who led the way into the next chamber.

The vaulted cavern featured a small stream of water a few feet wide, from wish a variety of lush green plants grew. Bright flowers and delicate herbs grew in among the stronger stalks of cat grass and ferns. Even a small tree managed to survive, though it wasn't clear exactly where they were getting light from. The chamber was illuminated, though, as if it were daytime. By this point, neither Lilly nor Nantash thought to question such things.

They peered around the foliage together, and some rustling behind a rock off to the far side of the cavern drew their attention. A cloaked figure emerged, hidden under the fabric, and stopped in front of the two adventurers, who readied their weapons and crouched, prepared for anything.

The hooded figure dropped the basket full of flowers and herbs, spilling the contents onto the grass at his feet, and shot his hands up into the air. The hood fell away, revealing the heavy cloak rested on the shoulders of a five-and-a-half-foot tall gray wolf.

“I surrender! Don't hurt me!" he shouted.

Nantash looked at Lilly, then back at the wolf. “What's under your cloak?" he demanded, suspicion clear in his tone.

“I'm a potion seller! Look-"

The wolf pulled the front of his heavy cloak to the sides. While dark gray on the outside, the inside of the cloak was a midnight black. The wolf's gray paw disappeared into an inky pocket, and withdrew with a stoneware bottle stopped with a cork. There was no apparent change in the weight of the cloak, or any sign of something as large as a full bottle bulging against the fabric.

“See! Look, a Potion of Mana Boosting! That's all!"

“Arr… what be ye doin' here in the labyrinth, then?" Lilly demanded, aiming her cutlass towards the wolf.

“Research! I test potions! I'm trying to develop a certain formula, and the ingredients are only available here, in rooms like this one scattered through the labyrinth!"

Lilly relaxed her hackles a bit. The wolf did seem harmless. But then again…

“Take off your cloak. I don't want any trouble, so we'll all disarm and have a nice chat, okay?"

The wolf nodded, clearly willing to do whatever it took to avoid getting physical. He let the cloak fall around his feet, unconcerned that anything in the pockets could break. The feline sheathed her cutlass and nodded at Nantash. The effeminate kobold paladin frowned, but draped his flail across his backside out of the way.

“So you sell potions, huh?" Nantash asked.

The wolf nodded. Large red-feathered wings, previously hidden by the large cloak, spread partways from his backside before settling back in to a neat folded position. Between his legs, the wolf's similarly red-feathered tail draped across his calves and over the grasses. The wolfbird's smooth gray fur was unbroken save for several scars and bite marks around shoulders and neck.

“I make, sell, and create potions, you bet," the wolfbird said. “My name is Luvian, and my potions are guaranteed effective!"

The two adventurers glanced at each other, then shook their heads simultaneously. Luvian held up a paw, pleading a bit.

“Wait, wait, I get it, right, this labyrinth is nuts, but I promise, I'm on the level here. I don't have any obligation to help or hinder adventurers in my contract."

Still seeing skepticism on the faces of the kobold and feline, Luvian nodded.

“Right, in that case, I'll tell you what. I've been all over this labyrinth collecting rare plants and herbs and flowers. It hasn't always been easy," Luvian said, brushing his fingers across the varied types of marks along his pelt, “but I've come across some interesting magical items. If you test a potion for me, I'll give you a couple pieces I've found in exchange. What do you say?"

The wolfbird blinked as he found Lilly's cutlass at his neck in a flash.

“I say I'm tired of being tricked and transformed by this damn labyrinth," the pirate said. “Time to do things the pirate way! Hand over th' loot! Yarrr!"

Nantash looked aghast. “Lilly! We can't just rob someone!"

“You wanna drink his potion, kobold?" the pirate asked, hovering the point uncomfortably close to the wolfbird's neck. “C'mon, hand it over! Empty the cloak!"

“Wait, wait! Please, you can't! I've spent so long gathering all these materials, all my research!"

The wolfbird used his feet to push his cloak away as the feline advanced, teeth bared.

“Look, just… I'll give you some potions, and I'll… I'll… I'll suck your dicks!"

That gave the feline pause, and the wolfbird, sensing an opportunity, dropped to his knees. He used his ankles to push his cloak safely beneath his rump as he opened his muzzle and stuck out his red tongue. The pirate captain's eyes narrowed as the front of her leather pantaloons swelled, filled with new desires she suddenly felt a need to explore.

Nantash, for his part, let out a sigh. If it was a trade, so to speak, maybe it wasn't so bad…

Thwap!

Luvian gasped as more than two feet of half-hard feline cock draped over his muzzle and the top of his head. The wolfbird's eyes widened and went cross as the huge shaft rested warmly against his sleek gray fur. The small wolf didn't move, frozen in place as the kobold hefted his bulging plate codpiece out of the way. The scaled male's shaft wasn't as long as the felines, but it was nearly twice as thick, just as pudgy and swollen and plump as the rest of the pink creature's body. The wolfbird spluttered, gasping as both thick sausages smooshed up against his face, smearing across his cheek ruffs and leaving trails of sticky, clear pre-cum behind.

“Well? Open up!" Lilly demanded, fangs bared in a ferocious grin as her claws teased through the wolfbird's fur.

The wolf nodded, but his eyes closed and his lips stretched when the feline thrust forward, sinking her massive length to the hilt in a solid, wet thrust. The wolfbird's throat bulged, but he didn't seem to have all that much trouble with it. His paws reached up, groping and massaging the feline's fat balls, pulling them free of the leather pants so they draped forward. The wolfbird cupped one paw around them as the other switched to the kobold, stroking the top of the throbbing, dark pink arousal. Lilly's eyes closed and her lips pursed. Her heavy chest swelled, overflowing from her top and draping around Luvian's head as she humped hard, fast, impatiently grinding her thick maleness deep with little care for what the wolfbird did otherwise. Her muzzle opened and a satisfied moan rolled over her lips. The wolfbird's throat bulged as she pumped hard, even as the kobold slid forward, needfully dragging his thickness over the bridge of Luvian's widestretched muzzle.

Nantash grunted and elbowed Lilly, any reservations about what they were doing to the potion seller evaporating as he watched the beads of feline seed rolling down the wolf's muzzle.

“C'mon… my turn!"

Lilly's thickness pulled slowly out of Luvian's muzzle, leaving him coughing and gasping, only for the kobold to grab his ears and shove him aggressively face first towards the tip of his drooling thickness. The wolfbird did have more trouble with this one due to it's girth, and gagged as his neck bulged obscenely a few minutes later. Nantash's hips jiggled up and down as he stretched onto his tip-toes and leaned forward, both paws wrapped around Luvian's head.

“OOOooooh!" the kobold gasped, eyes widening. “Nnnnggghhhh… so tight!"

Lilly was content to watch and stroke her own impressive maleness for a few seconds, but as Luvian gurgled around the thick shaft plunging his muzzle, the feline moved around behind the kobold instead. Nantash lurched forward, another loud moan escaping his plump lips, as the feline's thick shaft shoved under his tail and spread him open. Nantash's pudge tail squeezed into Lilly's chest as she shoved forward, grinding herself to the hilt while forcing the kobold to the hilt as well. Luvian's jaw stretched as he leaned forward, both paws clutching at the kobold's base for support as the weight two overendowed bodies slammed forward against his gray muzzle.

“You… hfffff… you coulda asked first," the kobold gasped, glancing over his shoulder.

Captain Lilly laughed and smacked her paw across the pink rump cheeks, sending them jiggling madly. Luvian let out a gurgle as the kobold shuddered.

“Like ye'd ever refuse a dick as big as mine, ya slut," the pirate purred. “Now shut up and clench those cheeks, matey! Har har har!"

Ten needle-sharp claws latched into Nantash's tubby rump, causing the twinky kobold to cry out. His shoulders squeezed back into Lilly's chest as his hips jerked forward, roughing jamming his maleness down the wolfbird's throat again and again, turning his gray fur dark and wet as rivulets of pre poured from Luvian's nostrils.

The feline and kobold competed for loudest as they thrust and humped and smacked and clawed their way to their orgasms. The impressively endowed feline blasting warm loads deep inside his rump caused Nantash to fire off as well, and Luvian's neck and chest squeezed forward against the kobold's heavy sac while his belly inflated with spunk - but only for a moment.

Lilly, still in mid-orgasm, dragged her thickness free of the kobold's silky clench and then shoved her shaft forward, both paws wrapping around the upper stalk, under the head, squeezing and stroking and aiming each blast of jizz across the wolfbird's face and chest.

Thick gushes of white-hot seed followed Nantash as he followed suit, dragging his huge, thick length free of Luvian's stretched lips even as pints of kobold jizz filled his muzzle with each pulse. With both cocks shooting the groaning lupine potion seller in the face, the wolfbird ended up with a sticky mask of seed pooling around his eyes, ears, and open muzzle, no matter how much he swallowed or tried to lick clean. His groans filled the air as Lilly and Nantash leaned next to each other, shuddering.

“See? I could see 'e was a slut for the cock from a mile away," Lilly grunted, her bared grin returning. “Now, potion boy, how about the loot?"

Luvian shuddered as a cascade of thick white jizz rolled down his face, chest, and belly, soaking into his fur. The wolfbird's crotch bulged, fully erect and unable to hide it. The small male shivered as he reached behind him and dug his paw into the inky blackness of the inside of the cloak, rooting around for a few potions even as Nantash's tip slid over his chest, blasting ropes at point blank range so that they splattered in every direction.

“Nnggghh… here," Luvian gasped, dropping a pair of bottles from his sticky paws. “Now leave me and go befo-mmggglllrr!"

Lilly's paw wrapped around the back of Luvian's head and shoved him down over her half-hard cock, forcing the dripping length to the base in one swift motion before dragging the gagging, shocked wolf back off.

“Yeah, no landlubbers who suck a dick like that got any right to complain when they get what they need," the pirate grunted, using a paw to wipe her fat shaft across the wolf's cheek. “Ain't that right, cutie?"

The wolfbird blushed and his tail twitched. Nantash exhaled as he leaned forward, huge shaft throbbing against the wolfbird's belly for a moment longer before dragging away and hanging down over the kobold's oversized nuts, leaking constantly onto the floor.

Lilly wiggled her tail as she used the blade of her cutlass to flip the bottles in the air and into her paws.

“Thanks fer doin' business, Luvian," she purred. “Hope I see you around again. Har har…"

The cat strutted off, orange-brown breasts jostling free of her top as her massive cock draped down her thighs. Nantash cast an apologetic look at the wolfbird and dug into a pocket, producing a few gold coins to pay for the potions. The wolfbird nodded and winked.

Blinking with confusion, Nantash jogged after Lilly and caught up to her at the exit. She handed him a potion, then popped the cork from the one in her paw.

“Bottom's up!"

Nantash pulled the unlabeled potion to his lips and drank. The flavor was surprisingly sweet and warm, and he felt a flush of energy and relaxing vibes spread through his tired body, rejuvenating his aching muscles. The kobold couldn't help but smile and sigh as a warm white light enveloped him. It felt familiar, like one of the holy wards that improved his odds in battle. Other than the light, which faded as he drank the last of the potion, the kobold didn't appear to develop any changes or alterations.

Lilly, on the other hand, began to transform the moment she pulled the empty bottle from her lips. The feline's eyes opened in shock and she fell forward, arms bending and breasts flattening into the floor as her hips suddenly lurched backwards. The leather pants around her hips ripped apart at the seams as wolf-like hindquarters covered in dense black fur pressed out, growing from her hips as her original legs twitched and tapped against the floor. The feline's upper body squeezed against the floor as she bent her legs, falling to her sides as her hindquarters continued to extend.

Nantash watched, jaw open, as the feline's rapidly transforming body continued to spread outwards, developing another set of rear legs that stretched away from the first. And that one, too, after four or five feet, formed a third section, from which the feline's rope-like tail twitched in the air and slapped against the floor.

“Nnngghhh… What's… what's happening," the feline gasped, trying to push her upper body off the ground, even as four separate pairs of legs, eight in all, twitched and kicked from her multi-partitioned underbody. From between the glistening black-furred flanks, a pair of dark red canine lengths flexed outwards, stiffening and hardening as they stretched from the sheaths buried in the warm black fuzz. The fat red knots shoved forward in unison, so that the side-by-side erections matched from the first pair of legs to the third. Between her forelegs, a solitary seventh maleness speared outwards, matched by an impressive sac. It was easily the largest of all of her arousals and bobbed in the air, reaching forward at an angle past the swells of her breasts. The black fur crawled up her belly and sides as she twisted and turned her long taur underbodies, struggling to get to her feet. The feline's yowls turned to rough growls as her belly grew taut and lean. Her hindquarters thickened, plump and attractive, while her glossy black fur continued to cover the rest of her in a solid coat of midnight black. The feline's paws splayed over her face as she felt her muzzle changing, narrowing and lengthening, developing even more impressive fangs. A pair of tall triangular ears shoved her pirate hat to one side as she finally managed to take a few wobbly steps forward.

“Grrrr… not sure how I feel about this," the former feline growled. “My shipboard days might be finished."

Considering the multi-taur now stretched almost sixteen feet long despite standing only five feet high, that could be a possibility. Lilly examined the claws on her fingers and peered down at her wolven legs.

“He turned me into a wolf!" she snarled, realization suddenly dawning. Between her fetlocks, half a dozen hard, fully aroused, massively knotted canine shafts jiggled and spat as they rubbed against her fur and each other. “That snotty, landlubbing, no good… I'm gonna send him to Davy Jones' locker if I get my claws in him!"

Nantash grinned, though he tried to hide it when the direwolftaur, whose sleek and slinky body possessed none of the muscles they'd seen on the earlier direwolf they encountered, glared at him. The paladin thought maybe the pirate deserved it for trying to rob the wolfbird. Then again… it could have been bad luck. Maybe.

“Well… fuck," the pirate growled. The long taur's bushy tail wagged side to side across the backs of her hindmost legs as she shivered at the feeling of so many arousals feeding into her senses at once. “This is gonna… huff… take some getting used to."

The direwolftaur followed Nantash through the exit. The paladin wisely chose not to say anything as the taur fiddled with her top, trying to stretch the belt loop wide enough to accommodate her chest. Even using her previous abilities to change her size, she couldn't make her enormous breasts any smaller, which was still easily twice what she'd possessed before entering the cursed dungeon. Giving up, the pirate tossed her top aside and trotted forward completely nude, baring it all, uncaring even as the massive forecock occasionally slapped down across the back of Nantash's head.

Accidentally, of course.

The thwappage continued, with Nantash not particularly minding the warm, musky canine arousal marking him up, as they traveled through the tunnel towards the next chamber. It opened into another high, vaulted, open room, but it was full of cages small and large. Most of the cages were empty, but Nantash and Lilly could see several that were occupied in the darker recesses of the chamber. They avoided the shadowy figures and focused on making it through to the other side instead.

They'd gotten about halfway through the hodgepodge placement of cages, the smallest no more than four by four feet and the largest over twenty feet on either side. The cages ended abruptly, creating a circle around an open, flat area of rocky ground. A dozen wooden stocks made of thick beams stood in two semicircle rows of six each, facing each other. The multitaur and the plump kobold stared ahead, and then at each other, as they counted six squirming kobolds trapped in the stocks.

Each kobold was a different shade of green, from a rich, dark emerald to a bright, almost neon lime. They were all about the same height, though it was hard to tell since they were bent over at the hips with their wrists and necks stuck through the stocks. A leather strap attached to a ring around their tail-tips kept those pulled high as well, leaving the six kobold bubble-butts on full display. The sleek shades of green scales rippled and shifted as the trapped males grunted and gasped. Each was fully aroused, unnaturally so, and moaning and squirming as their aching malenesses dripped onto the rocky floor beneath them.

“Look!" the darkest green one gasped. “Adventurers!"

“Adventurers!"

“Fuck me!"

“Fill my hole!"

The kobolds pleaded and begged, moaning as they squirmed in the stockades, doing their best to wiggle and show off their oiled-up hides.

“What is this place?" Nantash asked, trying to focus on anything but the squirming kobolds. The thickness draping over his massive balls had other plans, though, and throbbed to hardness as the high-pitched groans and pleas reached his ears.

“Some sort of prison?" Lilly grunted. She stepped forward, carefully maneuvering her multi-part hindquarters along with her. “I wonder why they're here."

“We didn't do anything!" the lime kobold groaned.

“Yeah, we just… nnnnnggghhh… we just wanted to… nnnnnnnnffff…"

“Those direwolves were too hot to resist!" another one gasped.

“Now we can't cum at all!"

“Help!"

Nantash didn't think twice. The paladin strode forward and, taking careful aim with his flail, smashed the lock on the first stockade. Lilly followed suit - the pirate wasn't a fan of prison, anyways. The massive diretaur simply lodged her claws into the gap of the lock and pulled, ripping it right out of the wood. Within a few minutes, all six green-scaled, thick-rumped kobolds were free.

“There you go. I hope you won't get captured againnnnnnffffff!"

Nantash's eyes bulged as two of the kobolds dove at his crotch. His thick, erect maleness throbbed, far wider and rounder than either of the two slender-shouldered twinks groaning into his massive nuts. The other four charged at the diretaur. Lilly flopped onto her side and stretched her upper torso as one of the kobolds went for her chest while the other three each tackled a pair of massive direwolf arousals jutting from between her various sets of legs. The enormous taur's low moans filled the air next to the sounds of suckling and high-pitched gasps and moans.

“Just what are you… oh, feck… nnnnngghh!"

At least two of the kobolds were mounting the taur's arousals while stroking the spare next door, while a third was throating two at once, driving his distended jaws around the twin canine lengths until a pair of fat knots shoved into his muzzle. The fourth kobold straddled the taur's upper belly and lifted his hips as her seventh, largest maleness bounced off his plump backside. He stretched his arms around her breasts, burying his face in her cleavage, as she reached down to steady his hips.

Before long, the squeals of impaled kobolds filled the air. The taur's body jerked, lifting in places as the kobolds all set up their own unique rhythms. Lilly's long red tongue hung from her canine muzzle as the green-scaled males treated her upturned body like a playground full of sex toys. As soon as one of her prodigious cannons erupted, the slinky boytoys turned to the other.

Nantash watched the erotic display, eyes bulging, jaw open, even as the two kobolds kneeling in front of him licked and squeezed and worship at his enormous, fat cock and swollen balls. The pink kobold's hips shifted, muscles squeezing under the layer of plump subcutaneous fat that gave him the thick, chubby appearance, wider and heavier-set than any of the other six natural-born kobolds.

“Are you sure… we shouldn't… nnnfff… try to escape?" he gasped. “Where's the wardeeeeeennnnn… oh, fuuuuuck…"

One of the kobold's turned around and hiked his tail before sliding backwards, jamming his flexible, stretchy rump against the impossibly thick tip of Nantash's maleness. The other kobold moved around in front and shoved his fellow green-scaled male down while pressing forward so he could feel the big kobold's cock stretching against his belly. Nantash's claws stroked down the green kobold's plump thighs as he leaned forward, unable to help but bury his length, using all his dragonborn power to feel the back of the kobold's thighs flatten against the tops of his. The male screeched and wiggled as he came, erupting with huge blasts of pent-up seed. The other kobold, satisfied the first was properly filled, dropped to his knees in front, licking and squeezing and groping Nantash's wiggling, swollen orbs. Rivulets of pre-cum rolled down the massive balls as the green kobold's belly surged further outwards, strained by the short, fat shaft.

“Warden or not," Lilly huffed, suddenly rolling herself over, “this is too feckin' good to pass!"

The four kobolds trapped beneath the taur's multi-sectioned body stretched their arms to the side as four pairs of legs dipped in turn, slamming her thick canine cocks down. The kobold between her rearmost legs gurgled as the taur's knot slammed home, stretching and locking him into place. His throat bulged as he wrapped an arm around the second massive cock wiggling next to him, stroking it as best he could. The kobold's chest and belly dragged across the floor as the taur's multiple hips descended again. The second kobold, between the diretaur's third pair of legs, found himself dragged by the knot as well. His belly bloated and his throat opened, spraying fountains of cum as his legs draped over the taur's enormous black-furred balls.

The kobold between her second set of legs was the brave one double-throating her cocks. The direwolf's muzzle twisted into a lustful sneer as she pushed down against him, working side to side until she felt her knots grinding against each other just as much as they did his silky, warm throat.

POP POP!

“Three down," Lilly groaned, “and one to go!"

The final kobold, already stretched and wriggling on her largest cock, the one hanging from her forelegs, squealed long and loud as she stood up and leaned her chest over, burying his upper body in her cleavage and muffling his groans. Her claws tickled at his thighs before she shoved his hips down, rough and hard, forcing him to the massive knot, which was quite a bit wider than the kobold's own hips. That didn't stop the pirate captain, though. She growled and wagged her massive wolf tail as she leaned forward, all eight legs locking into place for balance as the huge knot stretched, stretched, stretched…

Nantash's eyes widened when he saw the pale green kobold's arms and legs drape limp down his sides. The male's belly bulged obscenely outwards, wrapped tight around the massive knot, leaving no room for any thick seed, though based on how the thick, dark red tip of the canine cock currently stretched open the kobold's muzzle from inside his throat and sprayed across the floor in front of him, there wasn't much chance of inflating him anyways. The fully speared kobold's eyes crossed as the taur grinned and shifted her legs, relaxing now that she successfully knotted all four of the squirming males.

Nantash stared as the taur turned in a circle, testing out her ability to trot with four kobolds hanging from her massive arousals. It turned out to be quite easy for the powerful multitaur.

“Well, I'm ready to leave whenever you are," the pirate purred, watching as the kobold deepthroating Nantash's arousal bloated in the middle. “Though I hate to split this group up…"

Nantash grinned as the wolf approached, then turned and continued until the second-to-last pair of cocks appeared. Lilly lifted her leg, revealing the knotted kobold and the empty cock swinging next to it. The paladin leaned forward, guiding the canine tip towards the kobold's upturned rump. High pressure streams of pink paladin seed shot from the kobold's nostrils as the canine shoved forward, hilting and then knotting without missing a beat. The kobold wriggled frantically and Nantash sighed as the squirming male's throat rippled warmly over his length, milking the last few blasts of pungent kobold cream out of his fat balls.

The last kobold didn't have to be told twice what was expected of him. The eager male's cock dribbled, then fired as he lined himself up between the taur's rearmost legs. The kobold impaled next to him groaned, and their arms intertwined as the knot shoved into the small male's belly, locking him into place.

All six green-scaled males now hung from Lilly's oversized, multi-sectioned direwolf body. The enormous taur's muscular flanks and haunches twitched with each step. The bulging femboy kobolds dangled, pulling on her knots, making it hard to focus much on where she was going as she stumbled after Nantash, who led the way towards the other end of the prison. The two adventurers - and six tagalongs - made it to the exit without any trouble, but as they passed through the archway into the tunnel, the kobold squirming on the taur's frontmost shaft gasped.

“Nnnnggh… you're facing… the Minotaur… next," he gasped. “Be… hnnnnnnffff… careful!"

“What's the Minotaur like?" Lilly asked, but the kobold only gurgled as the huge red tip of her cock flexed past his lips from within again. The direwolftaur shrugged and padded along after the pink kobold, enjoying the rhythmic squeezes from the six impaled, knotted kobolds hanging off her various arousals.

They remaining two adventurers approached the light at the end of the tunnel and then kept walk as the ground transitioned into large planks. The light oak planks stretched across the darkened cavern, but they could see an exit on the other side, though everything within a few feet off them was utterly dark and impossible to see.

They were about halfway through the room when all of the sudden, a tremendous cheer arose. Lights flickered to life around the cave from torches and oil wells mounted on the walls, and Lilly actually reared back on her hindmost legs out of surprise. The cheering grew even louder as the multitaur and the kobold stared at a sea of other kobolds and dire wolves, thousands of them, all cheering and waving their hands and shouting at the stage the two two found themselves in the middle of.

“Congratulations, adventurers."

The voice was deep and low and calm. Both Nantash and Lilly froze, chilled to the bones by the very sound of the majestic voice. The taur shuffled her hindquarters around and Nantash turned, dragging his tail around behind him, so they could both look at the back of the huge stage.

A throne stretched towards the ceiling, easily sixty feet high. It was made of massive wooden planks and decorated with gold and silver trim. Thousands of gemstones adorned the wood, placed to create shimmering, complicated patterns of color and light.

Occupying the throne was the single largest creature either of the two adventurers ever saw. He was beyond understanding. Glossy red hair draped around his obsidian hooves at the end of his long legs. The bull's deep red pelt stretched around powerful calves and thighs. Nestled between his partly spread thighs, a pair of balls over twenty feet wide - many feet wider than Lilly was long - squeezed against the muscles and tendons straining against the pelt. A gigantic red sheath rested on top, clearly packed to the tip with an awesome maleness. A huge, round belly with deep indentations caused by a powerful twelve-pack rounded outwards underneath his fat, plump pectorals, each capped with a dark black nipple. The massive minotaur's head was covered in black hair and skin, and a pair of massive white horns stretched from either side of his head like a longhorn's would. His beefy arms rested on the arms of the throne as he smirked, revealing his broad white teeth. Around the back of the throne, the enormous bull's tufted black tail tip flicked against the leg of the throne, brushing over the jewels and gems attached to the giant furniture.

“Very few manage to make it all the way to see me," the enormous minotaur grunted, staring down the bridge of his muzzle towards the two as the cheering of the crowd settled into an expectant silence. “I thought I'd make you aware of what an accomplishment this is by providing a suitably large audience."

Lilly felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. This minotaur was powerful. Too powerful. Believing they had a chance at all throughout this ordeal was the real folly. Nantash, thinking similar thoughts, sagged to his knees on the stage.

“Ha ha ha! I see you're finally realizing just how outmatched you've been, little adventurers. But don't worry - your trials are almost over. I'm relieved to see posting that quest finally produced champions worthy of meeting me."

Nantash's eyes bugged. The Minotaur himself was inviting parties to “rid the dungeon of evil"? This was a trap beyond traps.

“Now I'll have you two listen to a proposal," the enormous bull grunted, shifting his legs and causing dozens of feet of thick bullshaft to slide free of his sheath, eliciting a ripple of moans and cries and cheers from the crowd of thousands of watching kobolds and direwolves. “Sign a contract and work for me. I'll give you your own corner of the dungeon to rule, and all you'll have to do in return is report to me on any magical items, spells, or powers you're able to learn or use."

The bull grinned wider.

“You'll be given a staff, access to hordes of treasure and knowledge, and even payment, if you want. Fifty or so kobolds each would be enough to get you two started, I think. The benefits package is also quite substantial."

The Minotaur's eyes blazed as his huge length stretched forward, drooping past his knees and over the edge of the throne. Cheers erupted from the crowd, along with plenty of high-pitched “fuck me, Minotaur!" and even dirtier wordings.

“Well, adventurers? I don't extend this offer to just anyone. And if you refuse," he said, obviously wrapping up his speech, “you'll be free to go. I'll even remove the magic curses you've suffered, if you want. Though that's all the reward you'll receive. What say you?"

Nantash and Lilly glanced at each other. The kobolds still knotted around the taur's oversized body gurgled. The crowd held its collective breath as the paladin and the pirate considered their options.

“What about our comrades?" Nantash asked after a minute.

The Minotaur's grin stretched from ear to ear, and his massive length flexed. A drop of clear, rich musky pre-cum splattered onto the stage from thirty or so feet up, filling the air immediately with powerful pheromones.

“Oh, they'll be staying here permanently. Without the luxury of a contract. I suppose you could find them and visit them if you like, but I'm told Xutan and Vishki are quite happy where they're at right now. Heh heh…"

The bull's enormous length draped past his calves as he shifted his hips.

“Time to choose, Nantash and Captain Lilly. Sign my contract, or leave here with nothing?"

The long multitaur shivered from shoulders to hips to hips to hips to hips. Her tail puffed out as two of the kobolds fattened up significantly. The direwolftaur grit her teeth and twitched her ears.

“Aye," she said at last, once she could draw a ragged breath. “I'll sign a contract, but I've got conditions, hear? And don't try to make a fool of me, or you'll see why I'm a cap'n!"

The direwolf finished by drawing her cutlass and aiming it at the giant bull, who lifted his immense hands and placatingly gestured with his palms.

“Rest assured, Captain Lilly, you'll receive a fine ship. Have you ever heard of the 8th ocean of the world? No? That's because it's here - underground, unexplored."

The lupine's entire body twitched with barely controlled excitement. Lilly's chest ballooned outwards, draping heavily down over her upper belly and forelegs.

“And you know th' other thing," she grunted.

“Oh, of course. I can hardly blame you."

The bull's hand turned and his fingers pressed together. A thunderous snap blasted Nantash and the first few rows of kobolds and direwolves in the audience off their feet. Applause and cheers rang out as Captain Lilly's tail swiveled and twisted in air at the end of her feline taurbodies, still eight-legged and as heavily endowed as ever.

“Oh, thank Poseidon," Lilly purred, looking over her shoulders towards the prehensile tail. “It's funny th' things ya miss."

A burbling noise drew the taur's attention to her muscular flanks and long, smooth white-furred underbellies. Her fangs glistened as she smiled at the sight of the wriggling felines impaled on her transformed lengths. Though each of the seven lengths featured a canine knot, the plump, rounded barbs at the tips felt extra delightful as the former kobolds yowled and purred and gurgled.

“And you even set me up with a crew! Not too shabby, Minotaur!"

The feline flopped onto her side and used her paws to grab the muscular, twinky lion stretched on her forecock, sleeving him up and down her thickness until she forced the knot out, then back in, and then out again. Her quadrupled rumbling purrs filled the air as she proceeded to break in her new crew. She needed a very reliable first mate, after all.

The giant bull smirked and turned his enormous head towards the kobold.

“And you?"

“You know my conditions?"

“Yes."

The kobold paused and glanced down at his thick hips, his shelf-like bottom, the immense balls and stupidly thick shaft jutting from his hips past his plump, soft belly…

“I'll sign it."

The bull's dark eyes twinkled as the lights surrounding him faded into darkness. Another snap thundered out, and suddenly Nantash was Nantash once more, a golden dragonborn, 6'7 and full of muscle.

“I'd ask you to drop by for tea, but I suspect you'll be quite busy with your work," the Minotaur said, his voice a velvety smooth tone that implied… well, everything.

Nantash shivered. If the contract could be trusted, he'd be quite content here…

“Oh," the Minotaur's voice said, echoing from the darkness of the back of the stage before trailing away into nothing. “Consider this your welcoming party…"

Nantash straightened his gleaming plate mail and hung his dragon-headed flail at his side. It was just as it was before he'd entered the labyrinth.

“What did he mean about a welcoming party, do you think?" he asked Lilly, but the pirate captain ignored him, far too busy testing each of her new crew members ability to take a knot in turn. “Huh… I mean, who'd come to celebrate… us… oh."

The sound of claws scraping across wood drew Nantash's attention, and eventually Lilly's. Thousands of eyes sparkled and gleamed in the darkness of the enormous theater, silent but for the heavy breathing, snorting, and groaning echoing up from the crowd. And the lights were fading fast as the first dozen or so charged across the stage towards them…

ADVENTURE REPORT

Nantash the Golden Dragonborn Paladin (ShakalDraconis) - DUNGEON SURVIVOR! Miniboss: Dungeon QA Tester

Vishki the Dragon Paladin (Vishki) - bimbofied slutdragon currently crashing with Brandywine and buying too many bikini tops

Captain Lilly the Feline Pirate Captain (Lifeforce) - DUNGEON SURVIVOR! Miniboss: last seen mounting several crew members and the bow of her ship while sailing straight into a green lightning storm at the edge of uncharted ocean

Xutan, Drinker of Flames, the Rabbit Sorcerer (Charron) - The Keeper's pet direwolf twink

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