NOVEL SIMPLE 68. Post Dungeon
Sticky. They were all covered in the various sticky substances. Nysta's torn robes exposed much of her flesh, and she cursed that she didn't bring an extra set of clothing. Raven usually did, and now she knew why.
They were all flushed, and hazy.
The human soldier, Blink, walked with an erect penis that poked out of his pants, and somehow, Nysta stared. She hated that she did, and she hated that it reminded her of the penis she touched. That handjob somehow replayed in her mind, and she felt hot. She wasn't the only one.
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Kiara was flushed too. The [Stone Phallus] inside her swirled and caused her to feel strange. It was like a pleasant buzz, like as if she was floating. She looked at Blink's penis too, and suddenly though of her mother. Her mother must be having the time of her life now having-
She suddenly felt jealous. What the hell was she doing here, fighting it out in the sewers while her mother was pleasantly enjoying herself. Her nether regions were moist too, and thankfully her suit of armor prevented others from noticing. They must think she must be feeling hot in such a heavy suit of armor.
She resisted the temptation to touch herself. She cursed those demon vines. They just kept reminding her of sex. The fact that they looked like penises and loved touching her in all the right places just reawakened her lust.
What was her mother doing now?
She pinched her right hand with her left hand. She wanted to get back to her own room.
Her breathing was ragged. No one noticed, because everyone was just as exhausted.Her clit was trembling, and she really, really wanted to rub it out.
"Get home." She whispered to herself. "Wait till I get home."
She repeated. She couldn't be so lewd. Not around her fellow party members.
***
Wynn was buzzed. The vines only brought back a sensation that she thought she forgot. When she was trapped in that pit of demon vines, when all those things touched and pleasured her. Her brain swirled. Hazy.
She looked at Kiara, and didn't know why, felt that the female knight looked incredibly attractive. Was she always this beautiful? Her mind thought back to the moment when Kiara saved her from the swarm of rats, and she blushed.
Her heartbeat suddenly seemed loud.
The dragonling realized that the knight had helped her a few times now. Once when she dived to help her with the demonic vines, now once more against the swarm of rats, and felt strange fondness in her heart for the knight. The hero was the prize, and if she had to share- she would prefer to share it with Kiara.
No. In the event she couldn't get the hero- she'd at least settle for Kiara. It was a secret among the dragonlings, but dragonlings didn't really care for male or females like mortals. In other words, dragonlings could mate with either one, and could play both roles. After all, if you could shapeshift, shapeshifting a penis wasn't out of a picture. It helped that dragonling breeding was part magic.
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"Let's just go home and rest." Hannah said. Exhausted. She was least affected by the demonic vines. The party of four couldn't disagree. Kiara walked quickly, and Wynn followed.
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"Miss Nysta." Blink, with his dick still erect, squeezed the priestess's butt. They were the last. Nysta had hoped that Blink would just return home, but because she was last, he could spring the question. Edmund, naturally, watched from the top in the form of a tiny rat. Blink's actions were entirely under his control. "I want a handjob."
"-No!" Nysta protested, but her mind was drawn to the dick. She was already horny from all the sticky substances all over her body, the subtle effects of the aphrodisiacs whispered in her mind.
"I'll spread rumors about you. I'll tell the hero."
Nysta face paled as Blink essentially tried to blackmail her. She wouldn't let him blackmail her into a handjob. "-what! He won't believe you. He'll think it's just rumors."
The priestess turned and walked upstairs, leaving Blink alone downstairs. Edmund frowned. The blackmail failed.
***
But the presence of aphrodisiacs in the girls were still unresolved, and Nysta was still incredibly- incredibly frustrated. Her mind thought about what Aman was doing with Raven, and she didn't know why, her mind instantly imagined them having vigorous sex in the jungles.
"Oh goddess, why is my mind so dirty!" She prayed to herself in her room.
Her mind kept flooding her with wild fantasies of the hero and Raven doing various types of position, and she pinched herself. Her body felt funny, as if there was tension that needed to be resolved.
"-If only there was a way to get Aman out of my mind." Nysta said, twitching on her bed. She took a shower, rinsed off all the sticky substances, and changed into another set of clothes. But the effects had sunk in.
She paused as she suddenly realized there was.
In a haze of lust, she knocked on Hannah's room door.
"Yes?"
"-I- I want that card. To commission the lookalike masseuse."
"Oh okay. But-" Hannah said, thinking for a while. She quickly found the card, and somehow, the copy of the pamphlet was there again. "-I'm trying to sleep."
"I- I think I'll try it myself. It's alright." Nysta said, as she looked at the pamphlet.
"Alright." Hannah smiled and then closed the door.
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Nysta was a priestess. But somehow, all the priestesses she knew were all lewd, dirty girls. Of course, they were not publicly lewd, and they didn't participate in a lot of sex, but she knew her girl friends- some of them did the deed with other priests. Frequently and loudly, too.
She thought she wasn't like that.
She realized she was wrong.
The wooden doll in the hallway. She read the pamphlet again, and then said. "-I'd like a massage. By a man that looks and sounds like the hero."
"Two gold for basic service. Five gold for lovey dovey talk." The doll glowed.
Nysta thought about it and took out five gold coins. The coins vanished, and Edmund appeared. She flinched as he appeared looking exactly like the hero.
"-hero?!"
"Hello. How many I address you, beautiful?"
"Nysta." She blushed. Edmund was half naked, he wore just short pants. In Edmund's version of the hero, he had a large, erect penis, and it pushed against his pants, like a dragon eager to get out.
"Nysta." Edmund repeated, emphasizing the word, his words laced with all the sweetness he could muster. Nysta looked like she was about to orgasm from the way he pronounced her name. "Let's get started?"
She nodded shyly.
