“Bye bye miss slime!” Ruby giggled, peaking over Aki’s shoulder.  “Thanks for the food and sleep. And for making Aki all jiggly!” She  reached over her partner to bounce her fat titties.

The shoggoth grinned and waved from the mansion’s doorway. “Don’t  worry at all m’lady. It was an absolute pleasure.” She winked at  Lerissa, the demoness blushing in response.

“I’m just glad they didn’t rope me into it,” Kira said. “I got a good night’s sleep for once!”

Gladys squatted down and let the dark elf climb up. “Mostly because we barricaded the door, Squishy.”

“Yeah, a whole lotta fun that was.” Aki said with a pout, crossing  her arms beneath her chest. “But at least your boringness meant we saved  Lerissa and I got super slime power!”

Lerissa blushed again, still able to feel the shoggoth squishing down  on her. “And I’ll never forget it. Now if you four wouldn’t mind, I’d  like to make some serious progress today. According to our host, there’s  one town in all of this section of Boobalon.”

“Ooh! Maybe they’ll have a spa or something. I could really use a  real day off. With some pampering.” Kira sighed happily as she  daydreamed, her grip on Gladys loosening so much she nearly fell from  her shoulders.

Gladys caught the elf before she fell off. “Hold on tight, Squishy.  If you fall off, there’s no telling what those thots might do to you.”

“You say that as if we can’t do anything from down here.” Aki smirked  and reached up to squeeze Kira’s cheeks peeking out from the bottom of  her robes. “And I’m surprised that you’d go back to a spa after last  time, squishy.”

Kira held on tight as Gladys lifted her up to keep her out of reach of Aki and Ruby. “They can’t all be like that, though! How many slutty hair demon spa owners could there be?”

“Mmm, I hope the spa owner is a slutty hair demon.” Ruby purred, idly tweaking her own nipples.

“Can we please just travel in peace for once? All this sex talk is…”  She rubbed her thighs together. “…Is getting kind of annoying.” She  blushed and regained her composure.

“Uh huh,” Ruby teased. “ ‘Annoying.’ ” She made air quotes.

Gladys’ Adventure

The barbarian strode into the first–and only–tavern in town. “She  looks like she could stand a chance,” a muscular tiefling commented from  a table by the door.

“No, Nyx- how about you let this one go? She’ll probably flip you over the table.”

“Nonsense, Zee, I can take anybody in this town. Hey, muscles, why don’t you come have a seat here?”

Gladys leaned her battleaxe against the table as she sat in the chair opposite the tiefling. “Can I help you?”

“Just a friendly contest,” he said. “You look like a woman who can  hold her own in a contest of strength. You against me, arm wrestling,  loser pays for all the drinks.”

She put her elbow on the table and held her hand open. “Better get your coinpurse ready, small devil man.”

Nyx almost visibly fumed as he gripped Gladys’ hand. Zee counted  down. “Three… two… one… go!” Gladys had her opponent’s arm pinned in a  flash, his knuckles hitting the table with an audible thud.

He glowered and said, “Best two of three.”

Gladys shrugged and brought their hands back to the starting  position. Zee counted down again. This time, Gladys flipped her opponent  around entirely, landing on his ass on the floor next to his seat. “I  hope you’re wealthier than you are strong,” Gladys taunted. “I’m as good  at drinking as I am at kicking your butt.”

“I like you,” Zee purred. “How about one last match with me? I’m much better at these things than my brother is.”

She smiled and grasped Zee’s hand. The two began and held each other  at a near standstill, although Gladys had a slight edge. Slowly but  surely, she pushed her competitor’s hand to the side. Suddenly, Zee’s  hand slammed down into the table, Gladys’ on top of it. “I know when I’m  beaten,” she admitted. “How about one more round, somewhere a little  more private?” Zee winked at the human barbarian.

“Lead the way, honorable one. We shall build up a thirst for the tiny one to pay for!”

Lerissa’s Adventure

“Ugh,” the warlock groaned, wandering around the town. “I would’ve  thought that hell of all places would have bounties out the ass. And an  ass like Ruby’s, no less.” She snickered at her own joke.

She stopped in the center of town and took a look around. The entire  town was a dump, basically falling apart, but the gear and supplies were  good, and the people seemed were either friendly enough, or weary  enough to avoid the full on demoness.

She smirked as she noticed her reflection in a nearby window. Even in  a town full of tieflings, her demonic beauty far surpassed anyone  else’s. She spread her wings wide as a brilliant idea came to mind.  Peoples gasped and scrambled backwards, desperately trying to avoid the  sharp claws that tipped them.

“I could use a little bit more flying practice. And scouting ahead is  always a good idea…” With a single powerful flap of her bat like wings  she rocketed a hundred feet into the air. A few more and she was soaring  among the ashy black clouds, the hellscape spreading out beneath her.

She smiled, the warm hell winds like heaven as they battered against  her face. She scanned the land, looking for anything of interest. A  glint of blue caught her eye. “No… It can’t be.” She swooped down,  slipping through a crack in the earth and into a large cave.

An azure blue river ran through its center, trees and plants of all  manner springing up from its banks as animals frolicked in the greenery.

“It’s like a fucking oasis. And down here there’s no way any  monsters, or even normal players for that matter, could mess things up.”  She landed in the water, the cool current tickling at her feet.

“But I wonder why the devs or whoever the hell made the game would  put this here. Unless…” She spun around on the spot, looking for  anything that looked out of place. FInally, she spotted exactly what she  wanted, a small pillar of stone rising out of the lake at the end of  the river.

She lazily floated towards it, giggling as she passed over tripwires  and pressure pads, no doubts traps meant to slow players who couldn’t  fly. The treasure adorning the top of the spire was rather innocuous at  first glance, but a closer examination of the book revealed it to be  anything but.

“Now this could come in handy…”

Kira’s Adventure

“Could I get, um, your best package available, please?” Kira squeaked at the receptionist of the spa.

“That’ll be five thousand gold, hun.” The woman seemed disinterested  in Kira and not even surprised by the size of her curves. She did, however, notice the horns. “I’ll toss in a free milking for you, too.”

The cow-elf tossed a bag of coins on the counter. “Thank you so much! Where do I go?”

“My girls here will direct you.” Two grinning young women trotted out  from behind the receptionist and pulled Kira along to a back room  specifically for the gals like herself. Following them into the room,  Kira saw the set up: an extra wide massage table with cut outs in the  side to fit her breasts into, the whole thing on an adjustable level.  Stairs on either side led up to where a pair of masseuses waited for  her.

The four women helped Kira undress and get onto the table, then  lifted it up to let her huge udders dangle. Two of the workers hustled  up the stairs and poured out massage oil onto Kira’s back before gently  working it into her, massaging all the aches and kinks out of her  muscles. The other two dragged a huge container underneath her boobs,  then set to work on Kira’s nipples.

In seconds, the healer was a quivering mess of enjoyment. Her milk  began to flow easily, and she mellowed enough that she didn’t even mind  as the pair of masseuses got a little handsy around her thighs. By the  time she was emptied, Kira was so relaxed that she could barely will  herself to move. The table lowered slowly, and the number of masseuses  more than doubled to flip her onto her back with her tits to her sides.  Each gal had an assigned location: one for each limb, two to either  udder, one for her abdomen and the final masseuse for her chest.

“I’m never leaving this place,” Kira mewled as she felt the dozens of  hands slide over her oil-soaked skin. Even more workers arrived, one  for either hand and foot, and they got to work on Kira’s nails as  another applied a face mask, then moved on to washing her hair.

“Never… ever… leaving…”

Aki’s Adventure

Aki strutted through the town square, one hand permanently affixed to  her blade as she scanned for any signs of trouble. “Why did Ruby have  to go and leave me alone?” She whined, her ears and whiskers drooping.  “We coulda had all sorts of fun at the inn, but noooo, she found some  job or something to do.”

Completely absorbed by her own sadness, the samurai barely even  noticed as she bumped into something big and soft. “Sorry,” the cat-elf  mumbled. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

The person affixed to the extra thick rear end Aki had collided with  turned around. “Sorry? Is that all you have to say?” The woman’s voice  was absolutely drowning in a superiority complex. “Do you know who you  just bumped into?”

Aki rolled her eyes. “No, in fact I do…” She cut herself off as she  looked up, recognition dawning in her eyes as she saw the bitch’s face.  “Ayame?!” She took a step back, surprised to see just how… big her old  rival had become.

“Well, if it isn’t itty bitty Aki. Aren’t you cute, so flat, even all  the way out here.” She smirked and planted her hands on her hips,  thrusting out her chest. Ayame really was huge, even by Boobalon  standards, sporting both a chest to rival Lerissa, and a booty to rival  Ruby. “I bet you came out here in a party, right? No way that tiny sword  could have brought you all the way here.” She laughed, her prodigous  bust bouncing.

Aki scowled, showing off her fangs. “You can insult me. You can  insult my blade. But don’t you dare insult the fact that I’m not a  friendless bitch like you.” Aki drew her blade, holding it horizontally  level with her eyes. “We’re dueling. And whoever loses… both submits to  the winner AND has to give up her blade.” The samurai’s eyes were stone  cold.

Ayame licked her lips and drew the massive blade slung across her  back. “I can get behind that. After all, there’s no way you’re past  level two. How could you possibly hope to beat me?” She didn’t even give  her adversary a chance to respond, charging forwards and bringing her  sword down hard.

The samurai dodged out of the way at the final moment, lashing out  with her blade, only to have it harmlessly glance off the armor  protecting Ayame’s bust. “Stupid op heavy armor. Luckily for me…” The  cat-elf darted around her enemy, aiming a strike at Ayame’s midsection,  unprotected by her armor. “You have a weak point!”

The curvy blood elf barely flinched. “Aw, that almost tickled!” She  giggled, spinning around and slamming her blade down, missing Aki by a  hair. “There’s no way your toothpick can beat me. I’m a goddamned  sponge.”

Aki noticed that she had only one chance. “Don’t you know? Sponges  are easily sliced to pieces, even with a kitchen knife!” She ran circles  around her rival, slashing at her legs and body, but never really  intending to deal damage.

“As if! You! Don’t! Stand! A! Chance!” Every word was punctuated with  a grunt and a swing of her sword, Ayame slowing down with every attack  as she blew through her stamina.

The samurai grinned, realizing she had this in the bag. “Getting  tired bitch?” She asked, springing up and slamming Ayame to the ground  with a powerful kick. She prodded her opponent’s neck with the tip of  her blade. “Now do you surrender?”

Ayame huffed and let go of her sword. “Yes…” she groaned, burying her face against the ground. “You have beaten me.”

Aki giggled and sheathed her blade, lifting her vial rival to her  feet. “Good! Now since I’m so fucking nice, you’re gonna spend the night  with me and my best girl, and if you do well, I’ll let you keep your  blade.”

“Thank you…” She grumbled.

“You’re gonna have sooooo much fun!”

Ruby’s Adventure

Ruby awoke to the sound of a rooster crowing, some sort of hellish  rooster abomination probably, but a rooster nonetheless. She slid her  head out of Ayame and Aki’s double cleavage cradle and rubbed the sleep  from her eyes. She glanced at the clock on the wall and groaned.

“Damn it. I missed my window, and after all that supply shopping. Aw  well more titty for me!” She giggled and dove back between the two  elves, groping and squeezing to her heart’s content. She felt them scoot  closer, constricting her in divine softness. “This is way better than  some silly heist.”

Reunion

The group was gathered in the inn’s common room, a fire roaring as they shared breakfast.

“Gladys, Ruby, Aki,” Lerissa counted. “Where’s Kira?”

“Here I am!” She giggled as a dozen or so women carried her through  the inn’s door on a palanquin.She not so much climbed out as she did  slide, taking a seat next to Gladys.

“Looking cute, squishy.” Aki and Ruby giggled in unison. The cow elf  returned to the group with her robes cleaned exquisitely, the white now  almost shining, the edges newly trimmed with gold. Feet of cleavage were  on display and her recently thickened butt nearly hung out of the  shorter hem of the robe.

“Thanks, thots!” she replied. “They let me stay overnight and threw  in a double milking. I’ve never been fucked so good.” Kira winked at the  pair.

Ruby pouted. “We’ll let you stay over every night!”

“Yeah, and we’ll give you a… a… a quadruple milking!” Aki was quick to add on.

Kira’s face scrunched up. “A quadruple milking would take two days, dummies. Lerissa wouldn’t let us sit around that long.”

“So then we’ll hire a carriage or something! Keep moving forwards, as they say!”

“You thots are impossible.” Lerissa bopped them both on the head and  layed out a map. “We’re nearing the end girls. There’s nothing between  us and the game’s final dungeon, save for a fucking seven day walk.  Maybe we do have to hire some goddamned transportation…”

“Gladys and I can get our own carriage. Lerissa, you’re welcome to join us!”