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Dungeon Date - Commission
🕑 Added 2022-10-11 00:18:52 +0000 UTCCommissioned by Yassle.
Taking your girlfriend into a dungeon can go in some really wild directions.
Futa/F/Tentacles.
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Watching Pearl bounce along the stone corridors of the Reflection, Siani couldn't help feeling she was the luckiest Islefolk ever to cross the waters. It was a love story that usually ended poorly. When the first men of the mainland saw the Islefolks, they'd laughed until they were sick.
An island where the men looked like women was often the subject of many cruel jokes. They'd stopped laughing pretty quickly once the women of the mainland got a look at them. The Islefolk’s looks already made Mainlander women melt, so when they found that the Islefolk ladies were also packing a lot more between their legs than their men? Well, for the Midlander men, that laughter turned to cold fury. It'd been a time of real trouble, thankfully smoothed over by now though the resentment was never entirely extinguished.
"Careful now, we've had it easy so far, but we can't let our guard down," Siani said, though her heart wasn't in it. Seeing Pearl have so much fun was worth risking getting in a bit of trouble.
Siani was the very picture of an Islefolk. Taller than the mainland men, with cut-back dark hair and bright sea-blue eyes. She wasn't blessed with curves like all the Mainlander women seemed to be, but her height meant she was still a good handful for her beloved Pearl. Siani made up for it in other ways, Pearl often spending her nights nuzzling her head up to Siani's rugged abs and teasing the grooves with her tongue. It made Siani shiver just thinking about it. Mainlander tongues were so delightfully soft and pliant, just like the rest of them.
Pearl returned at her call, tucking in under Siani's arm and cuddling up to her side. She was a good head shorter than Siani but crossed the difference with sheer bullish confidence. Being a tall beauty with a decently thick cock wasn't so special on the mainland these days. Still, it'd be enough to catch Pearl's eye, and once she's gotten Siani in her sights, the Islefolk had fallen for her hard. Pearl made her heart sing, as bubbly and bouncy in the body as she was in spirit, endlessly fascinated by the world around her and Siani in particular. She'd spent many a long night enjoying seeing that gorgeous blonde hair bob just below her eye line as Pearl smothered her in kisses from tip to toe.
"You just want to get a hold of me." Pearl teased, "Been together a full year now, and you still act like my father's about to turn a corner and drag me back home."
Siani couldn't argue there. It'd been the fight of her life to get Pearl's parents to accept her. At first, they'd been mortified that their Daughter was out spending her days pining after an Islefolk. No amount of sweet talking and polite words had shifted that opinion. So Siani went for the one other thing she knew humans would do anything for, cold hard coin.
"I'd press more gold into his palms until he forgot his worries" Siani reached down to squeeze Pearl's plush rear. Despite Siani's best attempts to have her dress for combat, Pearl had brushed it all off and stuffed into a pair of tight pants that Siani couldn't keep her hands off. The little squeaks she got pressing into it were too delightful, and the plush feeling of a curvy Mainlander under her fingers made her famously calm Islefolk blood run hot. Looking down at an ocean of cleavage, Siani thought Pearl's shoulderless sweater top was the most impractical Reflection wear Siani had ever seen, but any arguments against it had died in her throat as she stared down into silky smooth perfection.
Such was their relationship, Siani, a sensible hand on the tiller steering them clear of trouble, and Pearl, the bright spark of chaos that made life worth living. It’d been worth every bit of sweat and tears to win her heart.
Siani had earned Pearl's parents' affection with treasure stolen from the Reflections. Find a surface that shines and press your hand to it. Think of wealth, and you could push through into a Reflection. A place that reflected your soul, filled to the brim with treasure from your dreams. Or so some said. It sounded fanciful to Siani's ears. The truth of Reflections wasn't something anyone spoke of with confidence.
She held Pearl to her side as the smaller Mainlander enjoyed teasing at Siani's armor. Flowing blonde hair glowing with golden fairy lights as her teeth bit at buckles and threatened to snap Siani out of her padded brigandine. It should have been a concern, Reflections were dangerous, but today was unusual.
Siani's Reflections were usually all trials of endurance and tribulation, fighting against impossible odds or devious traps for small handfuls of beautiful treasure. The metaphor wasn't lost on her, and she'd shown the famous Islefolk endurance and pressed through, filling Pearl’s parents' hands with wealth until they had no choice but to let an Islefolk date their Daughter. For Siani, Pearl had been worth all the scars. Pearl was tracing her fingers over the cut on Siani's cheek even as she thought about it. Proof of sacrifice for love, Pearl had found it romantic and beautiful when she'd come back with it one day. Siani still felt foolish that Pearl would have thought anything but. The two were hopelessly smitten with each other.
She'd never expected Pearl to come to a Reflection with her, but Pearl had decided to ask her while she had the whole seven inches of Siani stuffed down her throat. You just can't refuse a woman when she literally has you by the balls.
Things had started out well on the oddest date the pair had ever had, too, Siani taking the lead and fending off some slimes as Pearl picked her moment to run in and deliver quick jabs. They hadn't done much, but finding what the Reflection wanted of you was a bit of trial and error. The wide-eyed look of admiration once it was all cleared up made Siani feel even taller than usual. Pearl all a flutter at Siani's quick rescue.
But it hadn't been hard. None of this had the danger of Siani's usual adventures beyond the mirrors. Instead, things teased and tugged at them. Traps bound them up, but with no threat beyond needing a sharp blade to be cut free. Warm water splashed them and made clothes and hair wet, but the pair could just laugh it off as they helped each other dry out, and the creatures fighting them seemed more interested in trying to steal their clothes than actually fighting them.
Things had gotten really odd when a swarm of fairies jumped them. Tiny glowing women-like figures that were usually out to steal Siani's items while she was distracted. Instead, they'd simply tickled the pair. Rolling through their clothing and making them blush as they pressed and prodded at some more sensitive areas. Siani had held Pearl's hands as they tried to weather the storm, giggling together about the tiny pests as they tired themselves out. It was that or beat at their clothes and end up with bruises and some angered faeries to show for it.
What was odd was they'd stuck around, ignoring Siani but nestling in Pearl's hair and helping tidy it up as they walked through the Reflection. Giving it a vivid golden glow that made her love look angelic, even if Siani knew she was a little demon.
"I've never seen the creatures here pick favorites before" Siani rolled her fingers through Pearl's hair, teasing the faeries there with gentle bumps of their fingers. They nipped at her fondly and then hid elsewhere in the golden locks. They'd even helpfully rushed out to highlight things they may have missed, loose flagstones, chest-high tripwires. Right now, they were racing over to a treasure chest, a hulking wooden thing that came up just short of Siani's waist. Something so vast and obvious was not to be treated lightly.
Pearl had rushed out of Siani's arms and gone for it, an excited laugh as the allure of treasure made her throw caution to the wind.
"Pearl, wait!" Siani cried, hand on her sword, but it was already too late. Pearl hadn't known how sneaky the dangers of a dungeon could be. As she turned to look at Siani, the chest's lid cracked open, and thick purple tentacles shot out, wrapping Pearl up within the blink of an eye and lifting her up. It retracted as Pearl screamed in panic and swallowed her whole with a wet, squishing chomp. The lid closed with the tap of wood and the sound of the click of a metal lock.
Siani went wild, coming at it with sword drawn and giving the wood a booming kick, rocking the chest back but not even leaving a dent. She jammed her blade into the thin gap in strained her muscles as she tried to force it open. There was a cracking as some of the planks on the lid splintered. Siani was an experienced fighter and had cleared a host of Reflections; her strength was unreal. With superior leverage, the chest mimic couldn't hold out against such superiority for long.
As the chest flew open with a crack and the sharp sound of metal sheering apart, Siani jammed the tip of her sword on the soft fleshy underside of the lid, eyes burning with rage. "Bite down on me, and I'll make you regret the short life you would have left to live. I'll make you dream of death if you've hurt her."
The chest's lid trembled, speaking with a ghastly hiss of air and wet sticky squelching that Siani didn't understand but didn't need to. She knew fear when she tasted it and knew she’d gotten her point across. Leaning to look into the cowed chest's depths, she wasn't sure what to expect, but what she saw was beyond her wildest imaginings.
Pearl was submerged almost up to her head in a roiling pool of tentacles, some as thick as Siani's wrist while others were fibrous squirming masses. Thousands of smaller tentacles all branched off a thin trunk, and all of them, every single one, were fighting each other to press themselves onto Pearl. Siani sunk her arms into the mass, trying to find something of Pearl to grab onto, and was shocked at the exquisite feeling of the tentacles on her skin. Suckling pops and gentle wet caresses made her skin fizz pleasantly and her breath quicken; that was just her forearms.
Pearl looked even more out of it near fully submerged, bright blue eyes tearing up and sweat pouring off her skin. She was panting but with difficulty as tentacles fought to invade her mouth, choking off her groans as they managed to invade her throat with wet sucking sounds. As others pulled them out to get their turn, Pearl was left gasping, but Siani was all too familiar with that sound. Pearl often made it after the third or fourth tumble in bed, limbs all soft and exhaustion creeping on the edges as Siani stroked over her skin. Midlander men apparently could only go once, which was just a ridiculous notion to Siani, no wonder they had such trouble holding onto their women.
Feeling something that wasn't wet and slimy underhand, Siani gripped tight and pulled, Pearl's shoulders emerging from the suckling pool of tentacles and mouth freed from the probing tentacles. She took a deep gasp, viscous goo trailing down her mouth.
"Siani!" she said, wild-eyed, as Siani cradled her sticky head to her chest, stroking her hair, full of relief that Pearl was okay. "Siani, Siani, ahhh, aaaaah!"
Pearl was insensate, unable to do more but call for Siani between throaty groans. Siani was no healer, but she knew the basics of looking after herself. She swept a speck of power through Pearl to check what was going on, linking their senses so she could feel her injuries.
The tentacles were fucking her senseless. Literally, some kind of intelligence-sapping hex was being applied to Pearl repeatedly, and it'd completely stripped her down to base instincts. Siani felt the pink fog of thought-numbing sensation settle over her, just a pale illusion, but even that was enough to bring heat to her cheeks. Through the medical Bond, Siani could feel what was happening to Pearl, and it was more than any woman should have been able to handle.
Pearl was spread for some truly monstrous tentacles. She moaned in ecstasy as the mimic fucked her deeper and harder than she'd ever been plowed before. Even as one tentacle buried itself deep, its kin was all fighting for space, stretching out her insides. It should have been ruinously painful, but the mimic slime was actually some potent healing potion. All that pain was being twisted into pleasure as nerves were restored and then crushed to breaking point repeatedly.
"Yes!" Pearl screamed as she came around the tentacles. A feeling Siani hadn't expected to be so intense, even dampened by the bonds power it made her blood boil. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt!"
Siani wasn't about to feel outdone by some tentacles. She'd made Pearl scream way worse, and Pearl's fairies were all swarming around her, tugging at her belt as they slid it out of her trousers loops. Leaning the screaming Pearl on the edge of the mimic's chest lid, Siani looked at her sword. Should she cut her out? It wasn't like she was being hurt, far from it.
Pearl decided it for her when her mouth surged forward, and she all but mauled Siani's crotch, licking at it like a bitch in heat. "Siani, Siani!"
Siani could take a hint when a woman's begging for you like that you don't refuse her. Pearl was bucking her hips as she waited for Siani to brush away her fairies and get her pants off. Slamming herself down onto the tentacles like she was desperate for them to go deeper. So deep inside her, they'd never leave.
Siani undid her belt loop as quickly as she could before Pearl lost her mind, and Pearl tugged Siani's cock out of her pants with frenzied fumbling grasps. A thick seven inches slapped her face, already hard as iron from the noises, Pearl was making. Breathless and in a kind of simulated heat, Pearl licked along the bottom of the thick girth. Long stroking laps rolled into popping kisses over the tip of the head as she took Siani into her warm, inviting mouth.
Siani didn't have to do anything but remain standing. Still, that alone was more challenging than she thought as the tentacles pressed Pearl up and onto her, the rippling of a tight throat over her cock always a welcome pleasure. The tentacles' healing powers had done some work, and she'd never known Pearl to take her so easily. It usually was a cute, if excruciatingly long, process as Pearl bashfully worked to take inch after inch down her throat. Lots of pauses for kisses along her cock and words of rapturous praise.
Not this time. Pearl swallowed her whole and bobbed her back and forth with incredible speed, aided by the pistoning of tentacles in every hole Siani hadn't claimed. Siani could feel the slap of Pearl's chest swinging to bounce off her thighs, popping clean out of her strapless top. Siani couldn't resist reaching for a big handful, squeezing it between her fingers and making hot air rush along her cock as Pearl gasped at one further point of mind-melting sensation.
Tittering faeries lined Siani's shoulders as she fucked Pearl's throat, enjoying the show and spurring her on with tinkling sparks. Siani didn't hold back. Bulging Pearl's throat out, Siani matched the blistering tempo of the tentacles that were busy, making every inch of Pearl's insides crackle with electric pleasure. Usually, it took a good hour of hard fucking to break, but the intensity of it all had Siani groaning and feeling the swell in her balls already. Pearl didn't usually swallow, but when Siani tried to draw free, she felt hands grip her thighs and hold her tight.
So she let the dam break and pleasure wash over her as she pumped cum right down Pearl's throat, a wet gulping as she drank it down thirstily. Eyes in hazy rapture as she mumbled Siani's name, near incoherent as she gurgled around thick cock and cum dripped from her mouth to splatter over her chest.
Beautiful. Siani was so glad Islefolk weren't done so quickly because beauty like this was meant to be savored. Plus, being the only two people to even exist in this Reflection, she figured they had all the time in the world.
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The chest flowed over Pearl, wood cracking and splintering and something goopy sounding compressing with a suckling sound that made Siani's spine shiver. The shifting mass all balled up on Pearl's back, and then definition slowly crept in, the metal of buckles and leather pockets. A big backpack, with what looked like a big red felt tongue hanging out of the cover. Siani gave it a flick, and it licked back at her, slurping right over her front and nearly knocking her off her feet.
"Lil' beast! You sure you want him back there?" Siani said, still mopping cum off Pearl's mouth with a rag. She'd really gone wild on her.
"I'd say he's fond of me." Pearl grinned, "Why, jealous?"
"I've made you scream louder," Siani growled, squeezing Pearl into a hug and lifting her off her feet. "Want me to prove it?"
"Oh-hoo!" Pearl blushed, biting her bottom lip. "I do."
The backpack burbled, and a tentacle rolled out of it along Pearl's neck, looping through Siani's arms as if it wanted to join in on the hug.
Siani snorted. "Well, I don't mind a partner if it can keep up, but you know I can go for hours, and right now, I'm feeling like teaching you a lesson about listening to me."
Pearl's eyes were wide, excited saucers. She loved it when Siani actually took charge, rare as it was. "I feel completely fresh. Maybe all its healing powers mean I'll keep up with you now."
"I don't have to exhaust you to break you," Siani growled, Pearl wobbly in her arms as she shivered with excitement.
"I am a monster tamer, it seems" Pearl stroked Siani's abs, looking up at her with those bright blue eyes. "How lucky I got the best one first."
