Nymphsaga/Medusa's Curse

Prelude

This story begins with a man from Tuscany, Italy, a country-grown boy raised by his farmer mother and his unreliable yet affectionate alcoholic father. When he was just a young child, his father would always teach him, "You should always take responsibility for your actions and admit your mistakes, even when it was an accident, even when it wasn't really your fault." He always took this to heart, but it wasn't until he was thirteen, when his father passed away, that he realized that his father was the one who could never take responsibility for anything he ever did. His father always ran away from his problems, hid away from reality, and drowned his sorrows in cheap wine while he masked his true self behind a façade of a reliable and wise old man. Through his passing, the old man's financial burden fell on the backs of the poor widow and the son, spelling immediate trouble.

His father had a lot of debt, way more than his mother could ever manage alone. It was built up over many years of compulsive gambling and drinking, terrible investments and being scammed, and most importantly, through deals made with predatory underground moneylenders. His old man had begged the wrong people for help. Had his liver not failed him, these gangsters probably would've killed him anyway. They came for the family next, and as understanding and friendly as they seemed to act, they wanted their money back with interest, and they weren't taking no for an answer.

In this desperate situation, our protagonist wondered how to get out from this deep hole that his father had dug for him. Would he and his mother try to sell their property? That wasn't possible because they had nothing of value to give out; they lived on rent, and they had no car either. Everything they had was already lost due to the father's mistakes in life. Would he try to get the authorities involved or perhaps hire a lawyer? No, that wasn't an option either. They probably wouldn't be able to do anything, thanks to corruption being a big problem in the region at the time. The gang was way too rich and influential to be messed with, and some of this money had found its way to the pockets of law enforcement, who were paid to do nothing. Besides, poking these criminals by threatening to get authorities involved would've probably just made them violent, which would've endangered him and his mother.

So, to pay off this debt and to protect what's left of his family, the only choice was for him to get money from somewhere himself. The young man looked for work, but he had a problem; he wasn't really good at anything he could apply to the real world. Below average in school, he wasn't smart or particularly handy. He was good at swinging swords in virtual reality games, but he wasn't a tech whiz either. You could say he was athletic, charismatic, and relatively good-looking, but not to an extent where any of these skills would be used to take advantage of anything. He was also too young to get decent work from anywhere anyway, and nobody would employ him.

And his mother? Well, let's just say that the quality of her health wasn't exactly in line with her relatively young age, and it prevented her from a lot of physical labor. She was also insistent on trying to get out of the situation by means other than payments, and stubborn enough to get into numerous arguments with his son over what to do. Still, even though she warned him not to deal with the criminals, he would not listen. He had promised he would handle the situation, and that's what he intended to do.

That's when one of the more influential members of the gang came to him. Saying he had seen the young boy looking for work, he offered him some, all while promising that by working, he would get protection from the gang not only to himself but also his mother, all while getting plenty of time to pay back the debt. There was a lot of easy money to be made through crime and through the same business that played a hand in ruining his father's life. He knew that he shouldn't do it and that his mother would be very disappointed, but he felt like he had no choice, so he accepted the proposal.

The streets of Florence took him when he was just sixteen years old. Through his years of involuntary service in this gang, he would see even more lives ruined at the hands of these lenders. This time though, he was playing a part in it. Over the few years, he had become sort of a "Yes-man", who would do absolutely anything, solely motivated by money and his attitude that screamed "Whatever". It wasn't a life that made him happy, but since he was making enough money to protect himself and his mother, he was okay with it. He wasn't a moral man back then, and all he saw was personal gain, so as cruel as it sounds, he didn't really care to see lives ruined. It was a harsh world, and he was merely taking advantage of it for his own gain. By the time he turned eighteen, he had become even more influential and respected in the gang, opening new opportunities.

He then learned that moneylending wasn't the only thing these people had going on for them; they were also in the business of weapon, drug, and child trafficking, all businesses he got himself very familiar with.

The company he kept would also influence him to reap the benefits, mainly in drugs. He didn't care about weapons too much, but he held a gun close to him at all times, and he used it as a tool of negotiation. He didn't want to take a life, but he was ready to do even that. Turned out, he had to; once for the sake of self-preservation against a rival, once - in a heated moment - for the sake of pure selfishness, and thrice as means of eliminating "undesirables". He wasn't proud of these feats, but strangely enough, he was okay with being a killer. As for children… That's a whole another ballgame.

He had many chances to put his own hands on kids, but he never accepted the offer, mostly because he knew there was rape involved. None of these children were there willingly. They had been dragged away from their families from foreign countries. Most of them didn't even know how to speak English, and none could speak a word in Italian. As mentioned before, he didn't care about being a good or a moral person, but there were still limits that even he would not be willing to cross.

It wasn't just that he didn't want to do it personally because he didn't find the idea of rape even remotely stimulating. No, it was way over the line. He could just imagine how scared they were to be put in such situations, and it was too much for him to handle. He never said it out loud to his "friends", but his reluctant attitude to lay his hands on children definitely showed. That's not to say he wasn't complicit in these crimes though, because he definitely was. Instead of being the one raping the kids, he would often be the man standing behind the camera, filming footage to be uploaded into some of the darkest corners of the internet. This meant that he was still getting his cut from the business, but this money was way dirtier than any blood money he had ever made, and although he accepted the checks because he needed them, it didn't make him feel good about himself.

He would keep the cool act in front of his "friends", joking and laughing with them, but in solitude, both his actions and his inaction would make him feel miserable, making him cry and rage in regret. Guilt was weighing heavy on his back and shoulders. He could blame the adults who were falling into their gang's traps for being the ones who were really at fault, but what had these children done to deserve what was happening to them? Nothing.

It didn't help that through his experiences, he realized his own sexual interest in children. It hurt him because he didn't want to hurt children; he just wanted to love them and care for them tenderly. He feared that he would change more in the future and perhaps one day even go as far as being the one in front of the camera. He had already gone from a son of an alcoholic father into a man who relied on drugs for gratification and from a peaceful boy who hated fighting into a man who had taken lives; becoming a rapist was just a matter of time. There was no way in hell he would want to become like that in the future, and it upset him and angered him greatly.

This was when he started to question all the other things he had done as well, and through that, he began to hate seeing what he had become. The only word he would think of while he looked at the man in the mirror was "Despicable". He wasn't a "bad guy" in some kind of cool, villainous way, like some kind of comic book villain who actually had a relatable motive, nor was he some kind of "bad boy" for anyone to admire. No, what he saw in himself was a genuine, evil shithead, a kind of person even the calmest and the most serene part of himself would love to beat to death. How many lives had been ruined in his hands alone? How many more had he played a role in destroying? What about their families? They must've loathed him way more than he ever hated himself, and it all killed him inside because, at the end of the day, he was too much of a pussy to change anything about himself. He couldn't just simply fix things and take responsibility for them; there was no way he could. So, just like his father, he would, despite what he had been taught, run away from his sorrows and troubles, indulging himself in the world of simple pleasures.

He wasn't a fan of alcohol, mostly because he hated seeing his father drunk and couldn't separate alcohol from his childhood experiences. He was also afraid it would just make him angrier or make him do something he would regret even more. Besides, the kick wasn't strong enough for him anyway. So, instead, he would blow his sorrows up in smoke, rolled into blunts filled with marijuana. He had tried other stuff as well, excluding the most dangerous ones that his gang only used to exploit its victims, but he didn't really like any of them like he liked weed. He found a real friend in weed, for it was the only thing in the world that could calm him and help him escape from his miserable reality. Still, that's only as far as "things" go. There was also something else that could calm him, a place of serenity he would often escape to.

On his days off, he would play video games all day long, escaping into the virtual worlds, making his name there. He especially loved Mormia Online. Since day one, he had been there, and he was really into player-versus-player content, with raiding being just secondary fun for him. I guess you could say that he must've found some solace in being able to combat actual people and take his anger on strangers safely without actually killing or hurting anyone.

He was a swordsman and a famous one at that. In the early days of this game, he was known as the "Sword Prince". He was inventive with his technique and known for his ability to combo together devastating attacks without overly relying on programmed abilities. His own swordsmanship far surpassed what the game's auto-assisting AI could help him accomplish, which made him a force to be reckoned with.

He played as an elf too, which is not a good choice for a warrior since elves are regarded as the physically weakest of the alliance they're in. Nobody played a warrior as an elf back then and got taken seriously. He was the exception because he was the talk of the town and the bane of his enemies. He was on top of the leader boards, he had the most badass gear, and he had the biggest and the baddest sword of them all. He would even become successful enough to make money through his gameplay, both through sponsorships and price money from the tournaments he won. Life inside his escapist fantasy was going well, and he loved it. However, the sad reality was that the life he hated would tear down and take away the life he loved. The Sword Price would vanish from Mormia forever.

At nineteen years of age, he didn't have to rely on crime to make money anymore and to be honest, he didn't even owe the gang anything anymore. He had just stuck around because he didn't have any other place to go; the gang had become his new family. He was at the point in his life where he was ready to leave behind his life of crime and focus on his future and finally better himself, and he was on the verge of accomplishing this. But no, it wasn't to be. He was naïve. He thought that he would be able to just run away and forget, and he thought that the world around him would be able to forget as well. He couldn't have been more wrong because his and the gang's crimes were catching up to them, and there was a price they all had to pay.

He, along with many of his colleagues - if you can even call them that - were arrested on one fateful night when the ROS* conducted a massive raid on the gang's quarters and the member's homes. There had been a lot of changes in the police force recently, and the corruption had been purged out. Cops also had the evidence and the means to prosecute the gang. Was there a rat in the ranks? Nobody knows. The bottom line is, these criminals, along with our protagonist, had to meet a fate behind bars.

*ROS refers to Raggruppamento Operative Speciale, part of the Italian Carabinieri, the special forces of one of Italy's main law enforcement agencies.

It was at this point that the words of his father resonated stronger than ever before. He had failed to live up to these teachings, and he had even forgotten about them for years, but no more. It was time for him to take responsibility for his actions. Perhaps it was foolish of him to do so, but he admitted to doing everything. All of his crimes, even the ones that the law enforcement didn't know of, were brought to light. His sentence would be significantly extended, but that was okay. He wanted to turn his life around, and being honest with what he had done and admitting it was wrong was the first step. Maybe being arrested was the best thing that could've happened to him. He had to serve his time; there was no way he could've forgiven himself otherwise.

He ended up going to a different facility from the rest of the gang. This was primarily to protect him from his peers who were furious with him for assisting the police and giving them evidence against the gang. He was wanted dead; he and all of the police knew it. He was transferred into a rehabilitative prison camp in northern Italy close to the Swiss border, where he could work, train and educate himself while serving his punishment far away from society. It was perhaps the only place in Italy where he would be kept safe from other, more violent inmates.

He had for a long time dreamed of becoming one of those inspirational success stories where one's life would change in such a radical way that they would devote part of their future lives to inspiring others to better themselves. When he saw a man who, through trial and tribulation, found Jesus and now preached his love for Christ, he felt envy. Similarly, when he saw a woman who had perhaps feared the same faith and the prospect of Hell but found so much serenity in secular lifestyle that she would devote her life to trying to change people's minds, he felt envy. It wasn't so much about any particular set of beliefs or ideologies; just hearing such stories about normal people turning their lives around just made him happy and hopeful. He didn't want this to become just a dream anymore, so he decided after his first week in confinement that no matter how long it took for him to get out, he would make an effort to help people and save lives. How many? The number of people who feel personally grateful for him should at very least be equal to the number of people who hated him for his crimes, and that's just the minimum limit. Of course, he wants to help as many people as possible. He's not hopeful about "saving" anyone, but hey, it's good to set your goals high. As a famous man once said: "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

So, he put his dedication to the test, and he really wanted to be the best person he could possibly be, even within the confinements of the prison. He would help anyone and everyone. Every time an opportunity presented itself, he was the first one to raise his hand. He became quickly known for this attitude, and he even became a point of ridicule in the eyes of some, but he was not the kind of man who would let anyone convince him out of this. It made him happy to help people in any way he could. Making people happy made him happy. He wanted this attitude to define the rest of his life.

---

Several years passed, but his sentence was still far away from ending, even though it had been reduced by five years already. Because of his good behavior, he had been allowed internet access recently. It was a heavily monitored one, but he was in no position to complain about any lack of privacy. He was even allowed to play and download some VR games. He was happy to find his skills as sharp as ever; he had not rusted at all.

He never returned to Mormia, though. In fact, he never returned to playing online, period. He had mixed feelings about playing online. Part of him really wanted it; he just wasn't sure if he was emotionally ready to return. He was afraid of going back to Mormia and going back to being the "Sword Prince". Like, did anyone even remember him anymore? If he ever returned, he would like to do it under a new persona and start again. During one normal day, during just another normal lunch, he voiced his frustrations and feelings regarding all of this to one of the guards.

"Really, Pablo? You used to play Mormia?" the guard named Doris asked. Although honestly stunning, she's petite in stature, and she's insecure about it. She's got a fourth dan black belt in Judo though, so she's definitely not one to mess with. She's the kindest of all the guards, at least in Pablo's eyes. Yes, that's his name. Doris's personality is kind of similar to that of Pablo too, which helped them become friends. She's maybe a tad bit calmer through her demeanor though. While they're both jokers, they have a different sense of humor, which sometimes leads to awkward situations.

"Yes, a long time ago", Pablo answered, with a happy smile on his lips. Despite the story you've been told this far, the truth is that he's a rather hyper personality. He's loud and expressive through words and motion, a kind joker who doesn't even shut up while alone. He's the kind of guy who hums through his day and even sings in showers. "I used to play almost daily when it was new. I was there for the release."

"I have played since its release as well", Doris said gleefully.

"Wow, I never knew", Pablo said and laughed. "You don't come across as very nerdy."

"Come on, are you kidding me? I'm a massive nerd! Speaking of which, have you heard of Nymphsaga yet?"

"No, not yet."

"It's a new videogame that Mormia Studios are developing."

"Really? I've been wanting to try a new game…"

"I'm sure it's okay for you to play it. I can vouch for you if my superiors are not comfortable with the idea." Doris ended her sentence with a friendly wink.

"That would be cool."

"Yeah, sign up for alpha testing. If we both get in, let's play together, alright?"

Pablo loved the idea. His fears of playing online were suddenly shattered to pieces as he got excited about the idea of playing a game with Doris. Later that day, he got online, searched for information about Nymphsaga, and signed up for the testing phase. Lucky for him, he got in, and so did Doris. They made plans to meet online.

And then, just a few weeks later, the time came for them to enter the world of Phantasm.

Restart

It starts in Grove, just like it starts for many other gamers like Pablo. He snaps out of his sleep-like state, standing up, instantly greeted by the world around him. The sounds, the wind, and the lovely smell of nature fill him with warmth. He's in the great outdoors, unrestrained by the barbed fences and walls to keep him contained. Even the things he can see with his blind eyes alone dwarf the prison. It's the taste of freedom that only an open-world RPG can offer its players, and it's heightened to the maximum by the simple fact that he has not tasted freedom in a long, long time. Sure, this sense of freedom is a sham because he's inside a virtual world, but he doesn't care, not at this very moment. It doesn't even matter that he's only allowed to be here for a couple of hours a day. Who knows? Maybe he could even make a positive impact in this world. After all, his dedication to helping others is not - and shouldn't be - limited to the real world.

So, he wants to know where he is. He can clearly remember how to open the user interface in Mormia, and would you believe it, he succeeds with his first try. As he does it though, he can feel something strange. He takes a look at his stretched-out arm, and it appears very slender and pretty. Oh, and he's got some long nails painted red. It's clearly a girl's arm. At this moment, he forgets about checking out the interface or confirming his location because his full, undivided attention is turned towards his avatar. He, or now she, can't help but voice his thoughts and ask out loud, "Why am I a girl!?"

She takes a good hard look at her new form from the only angle she can. It's kind of hard to get a good view of what she looks like for her, but she can tell that she's got a slender and childish body, and some very girly clothes. She's physically average for a Nymph, but of course, she doesn't know this yet. Her chest is almost perfectly flat, with almost being the keyword, and she's got a cute and round little butt. She's seen enough young girls to estimate her age around eight or nine. It's not Pablo's ideal age; he prefers girls a little bit older, maybe ten to early teens. That's not to say he doesn't like younger or older girls as well, but I digress. She's wearing a white t-shirt, very reminiscent of a famous, high-end street clothing brand that's very popular with the so-called "cool kids", and she's got a cute and frilly black flare skirt. Attached to her belt, she's got a pink ribbon that's hanging on the side of her other hip. She's got short, white socks together with cute, black and white sneakers on her feet, but nothing else to cover up her skin. Her long and curly pink hair has a pale blonde tone and is tied up in a ponytail, and when she takes a curious peek under her skirt, she can find pink panties with white polka dots in them. Oh, and for some reason, she's got a tiara on her head. Based on her user interface, which still is open in front of her, she is named after this very headpiece.

So, she's very curious about her body, and she touches it all over, taking a good feel of her new skin. While she looks very fit and firm, her skin is soft, smooth, and warm. Sensitive too, way more so than what she's used to as a man. She grabs her own ass and takes a good feel of her round, plumpy bottom, soft like a cushion. She's swift to pull on her shirt to find her uncensored flat chest there and even takes a look at her belly button. In the midst of this all, she also manages to take a good feel of the gap between her legs, where she's used to finding male genitalia. After the first ten seconds of shock, she finds herself smiling, with her heart beating fast, and she's laughing to herself in a lecherous tone. She had no idea the game would be this realistic down to the last bodily detail. Had she known this, this would've been her avatar all along. She's getting excited. Very, very excited.

No, wait, she suddenly realizes, parting her hand from her crotch, just before she slid it under her panties. I forgot I'm being monitored, she adds, trying to collect herself. I don't know the extent of how they can monitor me, but if they saw me doing that, I can just play it off as me being surprised by my avatar. I better not do anything lewd, or I'm in big trouble.

She takes a look around herself, only to realize she's not alone. Another girl is standing behind her. Their eyes meet, and they stare at each other.

"Excuse me", the stranger asks, trying to hold her laughter, "but were you fondling yourself?"

Tiara, feeling like sweating buckets, ends up blurting out the most unconvincing "No" she has ever spoken.

With a playful smirk on her face, the stranger pushes the topic. "No, I'm pretty sure I saw you touch yourself…"

"T-this isn't the character I made!" Tiara suddenly yells, trying to defend herself. "I was merely surprised because I'm a chick, okay!?"

"Whoa, wait, really?"

Tiara nods multiple times, getting close to this stranger, getting all flustered. "Besides, isn't this game, like, a little bit too realistic!?"

"What could you mean by too realistic?"

Tiara looks at the loose shirt the girl is wearing, staring at her chest, which is slightly bigger than her own. This girl actually has a pair of budding tits. "Look underneath your shirt."

The stranger does not hesitate to pull on her neck hole immediately, and the moment she does, her eyes open up wide in shock. "The fuck!? Is this game uncensored!?"

"Yeah, that's what I meant", Tiara says, nodding frantically. "What wasn't advertised, like, at all!"

The stranger looks a little bit troubled. "I didn't sign up for some pornographic game… I mean, this isn't too far or anything, but I don't like it…"

Then, Tiara realizes that she has wasted way too much time. "Nevermind that, I'm actually in a hurry. I'm meeting a friend from real life."

"Yeah, me too", the stranger says, pointing down the road which leads to the central. "I'm going that direction."

Tiara checks her map only to confirm that she's going in the same direction. "Let's walk together, okay?"

"I see no problems with that", the stranger says.

Her name is Musa, and at first glance, she's more mature-bodied than Tiara. By Tiara's estimations, Musa seems like a ten-year-old - give or take a year - having hit the earliest stages of her puberty. She still looks pretty childish, no doubt about it, but she's got a little more meat on her legs and her butt, and like said before, she's got the tiniest of budding breasts. Basically, she's got the body Tiara considers to be ideal; the body of a female that is somewhere between that of a child and that of an adult; in her own words, "the perfect balance", a brief and precious point in every girl's life. Her hair is bright yellow, short, and spiky. It definitely makes her a bit of a tomboy, but her face is just way too cute and feminine. She also has a tiny black heart tattooed under her right eye, serving as a beauty mark of some sort. She's got a girly, tight-fit football jersey sporting the white-and-blue away-colors of her favorite sports club Internazionale Milano, with numbers 26 and her name on the back, and a pair of plain, black shorts on her legs. Her footwear is basically identical to Tiara's, except for her socks that are a little sportier and come with two horizontal stripes.

Having introduced themselves to each other, they both stop, talking about how they're both at their destination.

"Wait a minute", Tiara asks. "Are you Doris?"

A strange, uncomfortable smile is drawn on the lips of Musa. "No way… That's YOU, Pablo?" She gets a little bit closer to Tiara and looks her straight into the eyes, a little dubious. "Now I know why you were rubbing yourself so passionately…"

"Come on, you just had to go there…?" Tiara says, with a low voice, trying to smile and play it off as a joke anyway. Well, she knows that Musa is just joking. "You know that's a touchy subject for me…"

"Yeah, sorry", Musa says, laughing it off. "I didn't mean anything bad."

Tiara is quick to accept the apology. "It's alright."

"In any case", Musa says, with sparkling and excited eyes. "You're freaking cute!"

Tiara tries to back off, but Musa is on her heels. "Really now? I kinda want to see my face now."

"Best of all, you're smaller than me", Musa says, with a hand on her jaw. "Oh, how the roles have reversed. I've always had to look you up."

"I'm not that much shorter than you", Tiara says, trying to defend herself. "Anyway, why not go try something out?"

"Like what?"

"Let's go kill some bad guys!"

Musa looks like she's deep in thought. "I thought we might want to get familiar with the city first."

"We don't have a lot of time together though."

"It's fine", Musa says, laying her hand on Tiara's shoulder. "I'm keeping my eye on you, so it's okay for you to overstay your welcome!"

Tiara is not sure if that's a good idea, but part of her is feeling a little mischievous, so she ends up agreeing with Musa about spending a little more time in-game than she's allowed. "If you say it's alright."

Musa nods a couple of times. "I'll take the responsibility if you get into trouble. Oh, and let's forget about the real world for a while. I'm calling you Tiara, and you call me Musa. Alright?"

Tiara couldn't be happier to agree.

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Why are Doris and Pablo friends anyway? It's strange, isn't it? They're a prisoner and a guardsman; you wouldn't think that such a friendship would be looked kindly upon in prison, but honestly, it isn't that unusual considering the rehabilitative nature of the prison Pablo is in. There were many guards that Pablo had befriended over the years, and the same goes for Doris, who was on friendly terms with most prisoners. That's just the kind of place that it is, and it's encouraged there. There is, however, one more reason that makes their relationship strange, perhaps even more so than their circumstances as a prisoner and a guard.

Doris, like Pablo, was unfortunate to be born into a family that was less than ideal, to say at the very least. She had an abusive father who would often put his hands on her. She was hurt physically, and she was raped and molested throughout her childhood. She only got out of her family hell after her thirteenth birthday, after which her life would finally turn around for the better. It's one of the reasons she picked up Judo, not only to defend herself but also to build up character and confidence. Finally free, she didn't want to dwell in the past or act like a victim when she was an adult, even though some would argue she would have every right to do so.

Keeping the context of crimes committed against her in mind, you'd probably think that she would actually hate Pablo for being the way he is. Pablo had played a part in much more despicable crimes those Doris's father did to her. That was the case in the beginning since Doris used to despise Pablo. They even argued over whenever he could be moral and virtuous while also being a pedophile. Clouded by her emotions, it felt inconceivable to Doris, and she eventually let her anger get the better of him when she tried to beat Pablo up for daring to stand up to himself and his genuine feelings. It was a good thing she was held back by her colleagues and eventually cooled down because she would've surely been fired - and then some - had she done something to a prisoner.

Luckily, she was able to talk things through with him through these events, which allowed her to know him better and learn a lot about how Pablo truly felt about children and his crimes in general. From the beginning, he showed genuine interest to try and better himself. This made an impression on Doris, who now understood that Pablo truly was a man who didn't want to hurt anyone. True to her character, who was trying her damnedest to not live the life of a victim, she forgave Pablo. Pablo forgave her too, because he understood why she reacted violently. They have been friends ever since.

They both had similar plans regarding their class choices. They both want to be Soldiers, and they're both okay with that. There's no point for them in arguing over what's optimal for them because they both want to just have fun and play the kind of characters they want. Besides, their playstyles will be very different; Tiara picks up a sword, while Musa plans on being a little more hands-on with her enemies. She has always loved playing a martial artist, a monk, or some similar class because she can apply her real-life knowledge to the games she plays. It goes without saying that she's very good at what she does. Her choice of weaponry, if you can even call them weapons, is a pair of fighting gloves.

Both being clueless about how to start their journey, they end up looking for quests, wasting time in the city. Yeah, neither of them has actually done much research on how to start the game. They both pick up a profession though. Tiara decides to be a clothier, while Musa wants to be a chef.

It is coincidentally around the time they're wasting time in the library when they get a notification about a meeting taking place in the central plaza. Since they're close by, they decide to go check what the fuzz is all about. Without getting into too much detail - because this has all been discussed in the first chapter - they see High Priestess Geraldina come out from the temple, welcome the players to the game in few short lines, and then she goes back in. This, of course, leaves both Tiara and Musa very confused. They're kind of slow to realize that they can't log out, and they find it out through the mass hysteria going on around them. Instead of staying to discuss with other Nymphs what this means for them, they storm off to somewhere quiet to talk about it themselves.

Somewhere in Grove, in a little section of forest to the south of the central plaza, they get their peace and quiet. Neither of them has really said anything yet, aside from short lines, such as "No way", "That can't be right", and "This has to be some kind of joke". Inside their heads, though, storms are raging on.

Let's start off with Musa. As she mentioned briefly before, she didn't like the idea of the game being uncensored. Now, she likes it even less. Combine that with the fact that the game really, REALLY feels realistic, and she's got a recipe for a crisis. She knew from the start that this game wasn't going to replace Mormia as her go-to game by a long shot and that she wouldn't play it once it launched officially, but now she's stuck inside? She's a strong girl, but the idea of it made her immediately want to cry.

As for Tiara, the superstitious little Tiara, things got just plain confusing because there are so many different emotions she's feeling right now. Her first immediate thought was that this must be some kind of cruel karma for everything she had done in the real world, especially considering her deeply ingrained sexual preferences, which she's been told a thousand times over to be immoral. She is like a sponge that absorbs everything she's told and assumes it to be true, so obviously, a huge part of her thinks it's wrong for her to find children attractive. It's what everyone tells her, so it must be true! Is that why I got turned into a girl!? she wondered. Is this really karma!? Well, after some further thinking, she figures out that it's a rather self-centered way to look at things because everyone got turned into little girls. So, it's probably not true, unless, of course, she's somehow surrounded by both pedophiles and those sympathetic towards them. She doesn't believe that would be the case.

And that's just her feelings regarding her form. Then, there's the fact that she's stuck, in her own words, inside a freaking videogame. To say that her feelings regarding this subject differ from Musa's is a massive understatement. There's even a part of her that thinks that what has happened could even be awesome. Sure, she would never be insensitive enough to tell it to a close friend of hers, who stands beside her in tears, on the brink of literal mental breakdown, but she can't deny her feelings from herself. She's out of prison, and she knows it. Well, kind of. Being stuck inside a video game might not be much of an improvement compared to being stuck in jail. All that's happened is that she's been traded from one inescapable prison to another. Just because there's a vast world around her doesn't mean that the world she's in isn't a prison. Besides, what if there's the possibility of death involved? It's still a videogame, so she kind of just assumes she will be reincarnated and doesn't worry about it further. So, in all, in a strange way, she's somewhat okay with the tradeoff. She doesn't know how to feel about it, but it doesn't make her feel like shit or depressed because she sees some good in it.

"I mean…" Musa suddenly starts, breaking the silence. Tiara, lost in her thoughts up until now, immediately turns her undivided attention to her only real friend. "Maybe we're panicking for nothing… Like, this has to be just some bug that will be fixed soon."

"Well, I'm kind of thinking that maybe guards are going to plug off my internet and force me to disconnect…" Tiara says, trying to smile, and lets out an uncomfortable laugh. "I wonder if they will believe that we were stuck inside…"

"Yeah, I don't think they will… But who will plug my internet?"

Tiara knows that Musa is single. She moved away from her aunt's house a while ago, so she really has no one to pull the plug. "I guess I could explain the situation to the guards so you could get help", she finally says, "but if we really are stuck…"

"Don't even say it!" Musa answers, screaming out loud. "There's no way we would actually be stuck here, right!?"

"I mean… It's unbelievable in my opinion as well…" Tiara says but hesitates to continue. She waits for Musa to calm down a little bit before she continues her sentence. "I really think we have to discuss the what-if scenario, even though it's tough…"

"You're right…" Musa whispers and sighs deeply. "So… What if…?"

"I guess my sentence would be put on hold…" Tiara says, deep in thought.

Musa takes a long glance at Tiara, and in a very sarcastic tone, she says: "Oh, how great. You're out of prison. Good for you."

"I-I said, "on hold"…" Tiara adds, trying to smile. Her face says she loves to be out of prison because while she thinks she must serve her time, she DOES hate being in prison, and she can't wipe that feeling off her face. "I've not naïve enough to think I've served my time yet…"

Musa sighs because she wants to talk about herself. "I don't even know what it would mean for me… I didn't have a lot of friends, but my family…?"

"I don't think we should jump into conclusions about never getting out, though."

"Me neither", Musa says. "In fact, I don't even want to think about this anymore. Why not go do something productive? Maybe we can get our minds off all of this."

Tiara nods and summons up her sword. "Yeah, who knows? Maybe this all is just a bug or a prank. Let's go waste some time and train in the process."

Musa nods in agreement. They head off towards the southern border of Grove to kill some enemies.

---

The way they progress is kind of a windy road through mountains; there are a lot of twists and turns, and most importantly, there are ups and downs. They start slowly - especially Musa - but they get into it pretty quick. They check periodically if there are any updates or quests and even if it's possible for them to log out. The sight of the absent log-out button is a very disheartening one, and with every check, they feel their motivation taking a nosedive. They're halfway through to level two when they decide to sit down and take a little break.

"I'm pretty sure that enough time has passed for guards to plug off my internet", Tiara says. "I guess it's time to accept that we really are stuck here for the time being."

"I can't believe I have to agree with you", Musa says. "How is it possible though? I mean, how to fuck can someone get stuck inside a videogame with no way out?"

Tiara shrugs. "Magic?"

"Magic doesn't exist", Musa says, with thin eyes.

"Maybe it's some kind of alien technology!"

Musa stares at Tiara like she's some kind of nutcase. "I really hate to play the straight man, but you seem to be having way more fun than you should…"

"I-I don't think this is fun per se…" Tiara whispers, pouting. "I just want to keep a somewhat positive outlook on things…"

"As much as I disagree, I can respect that. Anyway, what should we even do now? Head back?"

"Let's continue for a while longer!" Tiara says, standing up full of energy.

Musa still wants to slow Tiara down a little bit and even point out that she shouldn't be so hyper and full of energy given their circumstances, but she holds back. "Fine, maybe for a while longer", she says and glances towards some random direction, where she spots an enemy. This enemy has already its sights on someone and has assumed an offensive stance. She can't see who this bug is fighting against, but she pulls Tiara on her hand anyway, pointing in the direction. "I guess we're not alone here?"

"Looks like it", Tiara says, smiling. "Let's go see if they're interested in talking." As they walk towards the sight, they realize that there are multiple enemies against one Nymph, who in turn looks distressed by her current situation. They figure out it's in their best interest to help a stranger out.

This Nymph's even more childish-looking than Tiara. She's got blue eyes, pale skin, and long, straight pitch-black hair kept loose, and with her staff and her purple, pointy wizard hat, she's very easy to recognize for a caster. Her body-hugging plain dress with thin straps is of the same color that her hat. While it's tight from top to bottom, tight enough to even show her navel through clothes, you can't spot her nipples. Its skirt is ridiculously short, but with her long, black nylon socks, there's only a little bit of skin showing on her legs. Her high-ankle boots are also black in color. Oh, and she's having major trouble against four bugs at once. Tiara and Musa wonder how the hell did she get herself into such a situation and rush to help. They pick target each, and with three against four, Nymphs prevail quickly.

Having realized she was just saved, the lone Nymph now turns towards the two fighters. "Thank you so much for helping me."

"Sheesh, do you have a death wish or something?" Musa asks, smiling with hands on her hips. "What happened?"

"I miscalculated how much mana I have available…" she explains. "And I think I missed some shots too… I tried to run away but ended up pulling more."

"Why didn't you just bash them dead?" Tiara asks. "I mean, you're wielding a big wooden stick."

The stranger raises her arm and points at her weak muscle. "Look at this noodle. Do you think I can hurt anyone with it?"

Tiara gets closer to the stranger, grabbing her hand forcefully and shaking it multiple times, all while laughing in a friendly manner. "I'm Tiara! The other girl's Musa! What's your name?"

"It's Fairy."

"Why not train with us? We could use an extra hand, and it probably wouldn't hurt you either."

"Wow, really!?" Fairy says, raising her voice, looking overjoyed to be invited to join a party, as small as it may be. "That would be awesome! I'll join gladly!"

Together as three, they continue from here with plans to get to level two as fast as possible.

---

Hailing from Austria, Fairy's basically a neighbor of Tiara and Musa. She reveals herself to be a "misunderstood witch" and a "practitioner of Shadow magic", using those exact words. She's really into playing a character, which makes her new companions think she's into roleplay. Her arsenal is narrow, but she's pretty strong, provided she hits her target. There's about a fifty-fifty chance she doesn't. She really, really sucks at aiming, but at least she's improving bit by bit. The best way to describe her personality is to call her talkative and well-articulated. She's not the loudest talker though, as she's got a very soft voice. And yes, she's got jokes. Needless to say, she befriends the other two really quick, despite her initial worries stemming from the fact that those two know each other from real life. By the time they actually hit level two, they're acting like they've known each other forever.

They've been rolling through everything, and they're still pretty high on stamina, figuratively speaking. Feeling like nothing can hold them back, they decide to take their first steps outside the barrier in hopes of now finding some actual loot and challenges. They're greeted by the forest of mist, and they can feel the change in atmosphere.

"There aren't as many enemies here", Fairy says, hand on her hip, trying to find something that moves.

"Yes, it is pretty quiet in here", Tiara says, clutching to her sword with two hands. "Well, let's move forward."

Having taken just about twenty steps, they find their first challenge. It resembles a fly, but it has a much lankier frame that reminds it of maybe a praying mantis or a dragonfly. It has a cone-shaped head, and it has three eyes scattered around it. On top of that, it has four wings of equal size. Compared to the more familiar-looking insects they encountered inside the barrier, this one looks like straight out from some horror movie. It also seems to be much more aggressive than the ones they faced because it's on the offensive as soon as it sees the three Nymphs.

This unnamed flying insect is faster than anything they have seen so far, certainly faster than a Nymph could ever hope to be. It doesn't seem to be the most dexterous flyer, so its straightforward charge is easy to dodge, as becomes evident when it first charges at Tiara. "Well, this guy's a bit scarier than the tiny ones inside the barrier", Tiara comments.

Unsure how to deal with this enemy, they decide to spread out a little bit. It charges again, having Musa as its target. Musa figures out that maybe she could attack it while dodging, but it turns out to be a little too hard for her, given her short reach and slow reflexes. She could try to cut the dodge tighter, but that comes with the risk of taking a hit, and she doesn't even know how much it will hurt. It seems to stay stationary for a while after a dash, which allows Fairy to hit it with a shadow spell. However, this specific insect is resistant to shadow magic, and the enemy doesn't even seem fazed by it. This suggests that their attacks against this enemy won't generate aggro and that it only attacks the one closest to it.

For a moment, they all think about retreating back inside the barrier, but they want to at least finish what they started. They're starting to get the hang of how their enemy moves and figure out that the enemy attacks the Nymph closest to it more often than it doesn't. In a linear formation, they have Tiara, who happens to be the one closest to it, dodge the charge, and as the enemy slows down after its initial charge, it finds Musa lying in wait. The enemy cannot avoid what's coming for it, and a powerful spinning kick decapacitates the enemy in one shot.

The sight leaves Fairy stunned. "I wasn't expecting you to one-shot kill it with a kick."

"Well, you weakened it a little bit", Musa says, inspecting the loot. There's absolutely nothing of interest there, just a pair of common reagents.

Tiara isn't even worried about the loot, as she realizes that there's even more trouble heading their way. "Guys, there are more of them."

Musa and Fairy realize this as well. There are a total of four new similar bugs, all of which are equally dangerous. They don't think twice; they decide to retreat. It doesn't take them long to realize that they can't go back, with Fairy being the first one to notice this. "There's a cooldown!?"

"Seriously!?" Tiara asks, shocked. "Well, it's a must-win situation for us then!"

"H-hold on, what if we die!?" Musa shouts, panicked by being surrounded by too many enemies suddenly. They all seem to be attacking her as she's the closest one to them, and she's forced to focus on dodging them.

"We won't die!" Tiara responds. "We know how to deal with these monsters, as annoying as they may be!"

"Let's try to spread out so we can draw them to different directions", Fairy suggests, and that's exactly what they do.

For a while, this tiring, new tactic - or lack thereof - seems to work against them until Tiara actually lands a hit. She manages to slice one bug clean in half midair, proving them weaker than they look. She's certain that this one hadn't been weakened by Fairy's shadow magic either. The three-on-three situation still doesn't seem to favor them with the enemies zooming past them, but they can be a little more conservative with their stamina. Still, Tiara is becoming increasingly better at timing her attacks, and she manages to take down another one mid-dodge. The last two bugs are defeated in a flash, with one falling exhausted after slowly being drained of its lifeforce by Fairy and the other thanks to Musa's spinning heel kick.

"That's about as many as we can handle", Musa says, panting, out of breath. She's not the only one, as her companions seem just as tired.

"Can we really not get back?" Fairy asks, knocking on a barrier. They've barely been outside for a few minutes, so there are still over fifty-five to go. "I already feel like this was a mistake."

Musa agrees. "Let's loot these bugs and find a place to rest. I hope we can pick our fights better in the future."

"Y-yeah, I don't want to try my luck in finding out what happens when we die", Tiara says, as she loots the bug closest to her, finding something surprising. It's her very first collectible item. She can't get a good idea of what it is, but it seems to be of a different rarity than the other ones. It is called "Horn of Conefly", but she knows from the start that this is not a simple horn because she would expect a horn to be a reagent. Besides, these bugs - which she assumes to be called Coneflies - don't even have horns.

"Oh, you must've found something." Tiara is startled by Musa's voice when she clicks on the item to move it to her inventory in a flash. She raises her head towards Musa, who is looking at Fairy.

"Yeah, a pair of shoes", Fairy says, summoning them up. These pink high heel, low ankle shoes are like something you would expect a woman to wear at a formal party together with a fancy dress. "They look nice, and the stats are alright, but aren't these a little unconventional to wear in a forest?"

Having decided that she wants to hide her findings from her two friends, Tiara walks up to Fairy, acting like she found nothing at all. "Maybe you can change their appearance?"

"That would be cool", Fairy says, giggling. "I kind of want to use them."

Upon inspection, Tiara and Musa both decide that it's probably the best idea since the stats fit Fairy the best.

Then, the three Nymphs decide to continue their adventure, taking it real slow, and look for a place to rest in.

---

It doesn't take long for them to find a good little place to hide amid bushes at the root of a large tree. Even after half an hour, they face no trouble.

"We seem to be safe here", Musa says. "In either case, I'm so glad we didn't get hurt…"

"I don't want to be hit either", Fairy says, "but wouldn't us getting hurt being a little extreme? I mean, normally VR games don't simulate pain…"

"Well, I'm worried thanks to this game's extreme realism and the fact that we can't get out…"

"Well, sure, this game IS pretty gosh-darn realistic", Fairy says, but before she manages to get a second sentence started, she starts focusing on what Musa just said. "Don't worry about not getting back to Grove. The cooldown is ticking down. And even if we die, we'll just respawn, right?"

"N-no, I think you missed what I meant…" Musa said. "How can we be sure if we respawn when we're stuck here…?"

"Yeah, wasn't there even some Japanese cartoon where people got stuck inside a VR-MMO, where dying meant dying in real life?"

"Oh, right, I've heard of that one", Musa says. "I hope that isn't the case…"

"H-hold the fuck down", Fairy says. "I-I just c-checked my interface… Y-you girls weren't shitting me…?"

"You didn't know?" Tiara asks, surprised.

"Fuck me…" Fairy says as she looks at her two newfound friends, shocked. "You knew all along…?"

"W-well, kind of…" Musa says, scratching her scalp. "I mean, I asked if you had a death wish when we saved you… Right…?"

"Yeah, that too", Fairy says and cracks a shy smile. "Thanks for that", she says, as tears well up on her eyes, ones which she's quick to rub away. "So, any idea how we get out then…?"

Tiara shrugs. "Not yet, but the optimist in me says there must be a way."

"I sure hope so", Fairy says and giggles. "My little kitty must be getting hungry…"

"You seem surprisingly calm", Musa notices, trying to smile a little herself.

"I mean, I'm just not sure what to think…" Fairy says and starts to fidget.

"I'm kind of in the same boat", Tiara says. "So many mixed feelings…"

"I don't want to be stuck here, that's for sure", Musa says and sighs. "I'm already beginning to miss my family and friends…"

"Yeah, the problem for me is that I don't have any friends", Fairy says. "I'm a bit of a loner… Not due to the lack of trying, but I just find it difficult to make friends… I was always the weird, nerdy, and ugly girl in a school full of Chads and Stacys…"

"C-come on, don't call yourself ugly…" Musa says, trying to sound sympathetic. "Besides, you seem like a lovely personality. I can be your friend for sure."

"Yeah, same", Tiara says, "If you accept me, that is. I have my own ghosts and a dark past I'm trying to correct…"

"Riiight", Fairy says. "I'm from Austria. How about you girls?"

As Tiara and Musa tell they're from Italy, they start to hit off more, and honestly, by listening to them, one couldn't imagine they were just a minute ago talking about being stuck inside a videogame and the possibility of maybe even death. Having rested and killed enough time, they finally head back to Grove.

---

Since they're stuck inside, they, like everyone else, must settle down and find the time and space to relax within the game's parameters and quickly find out about player housing. They find a trio of houses, all next to each other at ground level, with a possibility of a vibrant and lively neighborhood as well, and decide to settle down there. Two houses in the area are already occupied, and an additional five are waiting for their residents. As her first job and a service to her friends, Musa takes it upon herself to cook a lovely little meal for her two friends. She loves cooking and is kind of inventive as a chef. It doesn't take her a while to come up with an original recipe for a stew using nothing but stuff she found on the way to the town from the border of Grove.

While Musa and Fairy chat a little bit, getting to know each other better and have some girl-talk while cooking together, Tiara takes the opportunity to get a little bit of "me time". She remembers Musa calling her cute, so she needs to find out just how adorable she is. Luckily, there is a mirror inside Musa's bathroom. As she walks up to it, she freezes. Her face turns red as if she's madly falling in love with herself. From her jaw to her forehead and from ear to ear, she likes everything she sees. She can't believe the beauty she possesses. She presses hands against her cheeks, whispering to herself, "No freaking way." She would not change a thing about her face. She kind of laments that she doesn't have a similar body to that of Musa because only in that case would she be able to call herself a perfect ten. That's not going to stop her from acting a little bit hyperbolic though, because let's be honest, she doesn't like rating things from one to ten; she rates things either one OR a ten.

She was already pretty happy when she entered the bathroom, but when she returns, she's figuratively glowing. "You weren't kidding!" Tiara announces loudly. "I'm, like, the freaking cutest!"

"Slow down", Musa says, giggling. "I wouldn't call you THE cutest."

"Bullshit!" Tiara yells. "I'm literally perfect!"

"Is she a pedo?" Fairy asks with a serious expression, turning towards Musa with a knife in her hand. "I might have to stab a bitch."

Musa answers with a playful giggle. "Don't worry. She's a really good person."

At this point, Tiara feels like nothing can keep her down. No joke or offense against her can discourage her, and no setback can keep her down. The company she keeps also motivates her since both of her friends don't seem that depressed anymore, at least on the outside. Tiara's feeling very excited about finding out what the world around her is really all about, and to study it, and to play and adventure. She's a ball of lighting and just wants to go and release all her energy. Alas, her friends are too tired to go anywhere and having seen what the world outside the barrier has to offer, she doesn't want to train alone. She has to hold her excitement until the next day, but that's fine. There is actually one more thing she really wants to experience, and she's going to do it as soon as she gets the opportunity. All she needs is to be alone.

---

So, the delicious and filling meal is behind the trio, and they all decide to go separate ways, but not before they promise to go on an adventure the very next day, as soon as they wake up. It's not just Tiara; they're all actually really excited about going out and experiencing the world. That makes them unusual amongst the larger population, almost exceptionally so.

As the sun sets and night falls, Tiara locks the door tight and makes sure there will be no interruptions. She has held out for the entire day now, but no more. She will finally inspect her naked body from head to toe with the full intention of having a lot of fun in the process.

Her tactic is very simple: do not waste time, and do not stop to look at a work halfway done. She sees no worth in biding her time, so she gets naked as fast as she can. Then, she feasts her eyes on the beauty. Her body is exactly what she expected it to be, but of course, seeing it with her own eyes is always better than just imagining it, especially when it comes to her girly parts. She inspects her crotch from many angles - and from the reflection of her mirror - and no matter how she views it, she is deeply fascinated by what she sees. It's not just her new genitals, but also her bare chest, her butt, her waistline, her back, her shoulders, her legs, her feet… Basically, everything looks different from what she is used to seeing.

She finds herself becoming increasingly attracted to herself, which is a bizarre feeling to hold in one's heart. Despite never fantasizing about being a girl, she's very, very okay with being one, as long as she maintains this childish physique. Of course, she would prefer to be Pablo, but this is a fair tradeoff. Between being stuck being a girl inside a videogame and being stuck a Pablo in prison, she would pick the videogame any day, even if it means being a girl. She truly believes that there is a genuine chance for her to start over in this new life she's given.

Oh, and there is one final bit of irony. Despite Pablo's opportunities to lay his hands on children in the past, the first time he actually does it is on himself, having turned into one. Yes, she's going to do it. The only question in her mind is "how". True to her personality, she kind of wants to jump straight into the deep end. Of course, she could just pleasure herself with fingers, but surely, it would feel better if she had something to help, but what could that something be? Obviously, she wants a sex toy - preferably a dildo - to help her reach a climax, but she isn't expecting to find one. There's no such thing inside her house. It's a pity, but she has to settle for her fingers.

No, she tells herself and realizes the thing she looted. She didn't check on it properly when it was in her inventory, but she had a creeping suspicion about it, based on the flavor text she only saw a glimpse of. She thought it was a joke, or maybe she misread it. She opens up her inventory, clicks on the item without summoning it, and rereads the fine print. "This toy closely resembles the phallus of a Conefly both in size and shape", it says. The idea of a bug's dick is a bit of a turnoff for her, but it could be the best thing she has available for her. She summons the toy and holds it with both of her hands, eyes wide at the sight. The toy feels rubbery, which is surprise number one. It's dark purple in color, partially black, which she considers being a completely irrelevant factor. The shape is inhuman, which is not surprising at all, but it bears some familiar characteristics. The most surprising part about it is the size. She's pretty confident she can't fit it even halfway inside. Its thickness is also unreal. Pablo was always proud of his size, but this toy dwarfs him. Or, maybe it's just the fact that the hands that hold this thing are tiny, but regardless, in the eyes of a little girl, this dildo is massive.

She finally sits down on the edge of her bed and takes a look at herself, pressing the toy against her body, comparing it against herself. No matter how she looks at it, it's simply too big. It also raises one intriguing question in her ignorant mind: Do those bugs really have dicks this big? Her imagination never takes her all the way to the idea of interspecies intercourse though, because she doesn't find the idea too appealing. In either case, she's having second thoughts about using such a large toy to pleasure herself, especially on her first try. How could it ever fit inside? I may need to take it slow, she decides, if I want to be able to use this thing. Maybe the tip is enough for me.

There comes her second problem because she doesn't really know how to start. She's feeling horny, but having never touched herself properly down there, she's not sure how to go about her business. She starts up with two fingers, rubbing her genitals up and down in a gentle motion. She can tell that her lips are very sensitive. As irresistible as the warmth and softness of her outermost parts feel, she wants to feel more. One of the fingers strays inside, between the two lips, and takes a good feel of the inside. Her finger spreads the wetness, and she's getting moist all over. Was I really this wet already, she wonders. I guess even little kids can get as horny as adults.

The tip of her finger graces her vagina, and she feels her legs involuntarily opening up as her body stiffens up in a fit of sudden pleasure. It was just a tiny little shock, comparable to being struck by some static electricity, but it filled her heart and entire body with tingly warmth. Then, she touches something even more sensitive. As she puts her finger on her clit, she can't even keep her mouth shut. She closes her eyes and concentrates on the feeling, holding back her voice. Having realized that touching her clit brings her the most pleasure, she is lost in pleasure, and she finally lets out her first moan of pure bliss.

She would love to see her own face right now. It feels so good she's literally tearing up a little bit. She's pretty confident that she doesn't NEED the toy to make herself feel good, but she kind of wants to stick it in regardless. She, at the very least, wants to stick something in.

So, she changes her position a little bit, dragging her butt towards the center of the bed. Legs still spread open, she finally lays the toy aside and decides to use both hands. Her plan is to inspect her hole next, and she does it by fearlessly sticking her middle finger inside. Hot and wet, her innermost walls cling to her finger. She can tell it's tight, but against one finger, there isn't really much pressure. Double the load and her index finger disappears into the depths of her pussy. It's still not even half of what she would expect from a dick, but she can tell that she's got a very fine hole. Besides, it feels incredible for her as well.

Her fingers move a little bit, in and outside, and she can feel everything clearly. She opens up her fingers, or at least tries to, but her fingers don't have the strength to spread her hole a whole lot. As she twirls them inside, she fantasizes herself in a different situation. She still kind of identifies as a man, so she tries to visualize herself as one, imagining what it would be like to actually hold this kind of small child in her hands and to do her. The thoughts encourage her to use her free hand to touch her clit as she continues to pleasure herself. She can feel the pleasure well up, even though she's not even doing anything that hardcore yet.

Her own moans and heavy breathing bring her thoughts back to reality from the fantasy land, and she takes a glance at the toy lying in wait next to her. Her desire to stick it inside overtakes her, and she grabs into it. If she's going to climax, she wants to do it with this toy.

Slowly but surely, fingers drag out from her pussy, and she spreads herself up a little bit as she carefully aims the dark tip of the giant dildo towards the hole. At first, she only relies on her eyes, but as the rubber touches her genitals, she has to guide it with her fingers. She can tell exactly where her hole is because the fingers keep it open, and the tip kisses her vagina. She pushes it inside, or at least tries to. She can't even break her own hymen. She doesn't want to try to punch it down or anything because she can't imagine it being too pleasurable, so she ends up just rubbing it against herself. Meanwhile, she continues to flick her bean with the other hand.

Many stages are behind her, and she has edged out her orgasm once or twice before. She still wants to stick it inside before reaching the climax, but what can she do? She feels like she would probably cum from the insertion, and she can't seem to be able to even put it properly inside. Her desire to orgasm is just too strong, so she finally decides to push herself over the edge, and what a first orgasm it is. She has done an excellent job at staying relatively silent too - because she doesn't want to risk anyone outside hearing - but she can't resist her urge to just shout. Well, there's also the fact that she doesn't really care anymore, but I digress. The orgasm is wonderful, and it's a long one. Every time she thinks she has reached the ultimate high, it somehow manages to get better. It's a messy one as well; she can feel herself squirting slightly as the rubbery tip presses against her vagina. Yet, she still can't manage to push it through. By the time it's over, she feels powerless, and her wrists are done trying to do anything. She lays down motionless, legs and hips still moving in pleasure, and she stares at the roof that spins above her. The only word she can really come up with is "Awesome", and she finds herself wanting to do it all over again.

---

After relaxing for a couple of minutes, she drags herself to the shower, and she really takes her time. Her excitement never went away, so she even touches herself a little more. Her primary motivation still is to do it in her bed. There's something about the bathroom that just doesn't feel comfortable to her.

Her body is dry, and so is her hair, but her groin remains wet. She gets back to her business, this time planning to fall asleep once she's done. She has abandoned the sex toy because she just can't stick it inside. If she can't do that, she might as well finger herself towards another climax.

While the fingers bang her cunny and the other hand still rubs her clit, she recites a memory from her past. As painful and sorrowful as the memories of Pablo standing behind the camera while filming child rape were, it's the only thing she can really imagine vividly in her head, given how roughly she's fucking herself. No, it's not the exact same play after all because the thing she's imagining isn't rape; it's just some happy hardcore sex between an adult and a child. She's on a rollercoaster of emotions since she can't even make up in her mind which party she identifies herself as. Does she imagine herself being the man or the child in the receiving end? Both ideas feel equally stimulating to her at this point.

The second orgasm isn't so quick to come, which she actually finds reassuring, as she wants to masturbate herself into sleep. That's not to say that it isn't any less amazing though. In fact, being fingered feels way better to her than just having her hole teased by an abnormally large toy. She orgasms suddenly and with intensity, once again letting out an involuntary scream of pleasure. The instant she cums, her fingers cease, and she just pushes them as far as she can, almost as if simulating a cumshot. Her fantasies run wild all the way to the end as a proper finishing touch to her little play.

Then, with a wide smile on her face, she finally falls asleep.

Swamp

It's a new day, and the trio is about to go on their next big adventure, which starts in the library. Fairy picks herself up a profession - which is Enchanting - after which they decide to study what has already been discovered about the game and how that information can help them.

Tiara first wants to exchange her experiences and information by talking to strangers, which she finds a lot more pleasant than reading and studying. During these random chats, she also figures out how to use her newly acquired "Wings of Phantasm" ability. It takes her only about ten seconds to figure out how to summon her wings and an additional minute to actually figure out how to fly correctly. Many stare because flying is a rare ability this early in the game, but she doesn't mind.

Where does Tiara want to fly first? Well, as high as she can. There are some upper levels to the library that can't be reached by foot, and she can see some comfortable places to read and relax at, in addition to an entire floor filled with rows of bookshelves. The books on these shelves are tied to various talents, as she immediately finds out. There is a shelf for every single Soldier and Caster talent in the game and three shelves for high-level Ranger abilities as well. Not only are these abilities very powerful, but they are also costly. Tiara, who hasn't seen a single coin in the game yet, is staggered by the prices. A powerful sword-strike exclusive to Weapon Mastery talent, that does incredible damage and can also be used to reduce the cost of the next three abilities by up to seventy percent, costs fifty gold coins, for example. As someone who is good at chaining abilities in long combos, she immediately realizes that this is a must-have ability to her arsenal. In fact, amongst the Weapon Mastery branch, she finds many more interesting examples, leading her to believe that it's a good choice for her. Having realized she has probably wasted enough time, she decides to jump down and find her friends, who are probably waiting for her already.

Almost as soon as she lands, she feels someone coming to her, inquiring about her ability to fly. She ends up having a brief discussion with this stranger and her friend, who both seem very kind to her. She kind of wants to invite them to join the trio on an adventure but ends up not doing so. It seems like the two Nymphs already have someone else they're teaming up with. Besides, the other one of them appears to be in a bit of a hurry anyway.

Tiara walks up to Musa and Fairy, immediately apologizing for biding her time. "Sorry, but I found something really interesting."

"Like what?" Musa asks, arms crossed.

"There was a massive bookshelf full of amazing spells up there!" Tiara says, pointing at the floor that is unreachable by foot. "Seriously, you NEED to learn how to fly and go see for yourself!"

"Easier said than done", Musa says, sighing. "I just can't figure it out…"

Tiara rubs her jaw. She just can't understand why it can be so hard for others when it feels so effortless for her. "I really can't explain it…"

"Who were those two, by the way?" Fairy asks.

"No idea", Tiara says, shrugging. "They seemed nice though."

With that said, the trio heads towards the southern border. They decide to start their adventure in the area they're already somewhat familiar with. Of course, they haven't ventured far, but at the very least, they think they know what to expect. It's the best shot they have.

---

Throughout the course of the day, they take two trips to Misty Forest, and over the course of three to four hours of adventure, they get into trouble multiple times, but never so much so that they start getting suspicious about the intentions of their enemies. They face a whole lot of bugs and angry critters, some goblins, and a couple of demons, but they're lucky to never be outnumbered by strong foes. Still, although each new encounter provides new challenges, once they learn the method to the enemy's madness, they find the enemies easy to deal with.

Out of the new clothing they find, they equip the most. There are a lot of good upgrades, but not a whole lot of clothes they find appealing compared to what they already have. Lore and other collectibles they loot also prove to be mostly inconsequential, with the most interesting piece of lore being one regarding different kinds of soul stones, a piece that Fairy finds useful. When the time comes for them to return home, they all hit level three, roughly at the same time.

As mentioned before, Tiara is pretty hyper about the idea of picking up Weapon Mastery. She doesn't even think twice or ball around with other options. More abilities she has, the better. Musa, who also finds that specific talent helpful in learning additional unarmed skills, is a little more careful about her first pick. There are a lot of talents she wants to pick; Athletics and Strength, in particular, seem attractive to her. In the end, she settles for Strength, which is good talent in almost any situation. Fairy had decided her first pick even earlier than Tiara had, and she picks up Status Altering, which is a perfect combination with Shadow magic. Combining weakening spells with the most powerful damage-over-time abilities in Nymphsaga is nothing to scoff at, plus it can also be used to boost the team's damage as well.

It's not quite too late for them yet, so they decide to go on one more adventure. They have three to four hours to sundown, which is more than enough for them. They use most of their energy to move as far south as possible with a plan to turn back at some point. They're not sure when to stop, so they just walk and walk, and they chat.

There is a whole new kind of color to the place they're in, and the smog is getting thicker. Strangely enough, it also appears a little bit brighter, almost as if emitting light itself. The trees are getting smaller, but the forest remains as sparse as it has been so far. There's a lot of yellow and a lot of black all around them. Most importantly, the air around them feels damp. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that the place they have entered is different from the previous parts of the forest, but they aren't sure if it's a whole new zone or not.

"We haven't been this far before", Musa says.

"I'm a little excited about finding out what we can find here", Tiara admits, giggling and clapping excitedly. "A whole new part of the forest! I wonder if there are new kinds of enemies here?"

"Do we really want to find out?" Musa asks with a low voice. "I mean, enemies have been getting harder."

"I must agree with Tiara", Fairy says. "Let's fool around here for a while. We can turn back a little later."

"I was actually about to suggest that", Musa says, shrugging. "But let's not overstay our welcome."

They end up walking a little bit further towards the unknown, into uncharted territories. They walk for ten minutes, during which time they can clearly see the place getting wetter. They have entered swamplands. They could be the first ones to ever get so far. In their confident minds, they certainly think so at least.

Fairy suddenly feels her foot sinking deep into the soft soil beneath, and something cold and slimy climbs up her leg, causing her to squeal in surprise. She pulls her leg away, only to see it drenched. She stepped into a mud puddle that she wasn't even able to spot from a distance. "Christ, I hate swamps."

"Well, at least you have some kind of boots", Tiara jokingly says.

"Are you kidding me?" Fairy says, sighing deeply. "I changed my mind. Let's turn back."

"Oh, come on", Tiara complains. "We haven't even killed anything yet."

A soft buzz interrupts their thoughts, and they're already expecting it to be yet another Conefly. Turns out it's a mosquito instead. It looks exactly like one, except it's huge. It has a weak frame, and is about the size of a Nymph's torso, all things considered. Tiara manages to slice it clean off the air before it manages to attack anyone. They don't need a scout to be able to confidently say that they encountered a rank F enemy. The problem is, such enemies never come alone. There are a dozen more coming their way.

"That's way too many!" Musa yells, legitimately scared.

"Calm down!" Tiara answers, shaking a little bit herself. Based on the movements of their enemies, they are not the kind to charge at the enemy, which can be either a good or a bad thing. They determine quickly that there's no way they can outrun them, but they can maybe, just maybe, kite them. They don't really have a leader to communicate this though, and as soon as one of them realizes it could be a good idea, they're already scattered out with the enemy both between and around them.

Let's switch our attention to the one having the most trouble: Fairy. She's a pure Shadow caster, and as mentioned briefly in the past, insects are resistant against shadows. They are not immune, so she can kill F rank enemies, but she can't kill them off instantly. She tries to aim, but most of her attacks miss. They seem to be programmed to be able to dodge attacks pretty well. Luckily, their attack patterns are really simple, consisting of just one piercing attack. As she manages to hit one mosquito, she comes to learn that her damage over time spell takes about six seconds to take effect and actually weaken the enemy, and then another six more seconds for it to kill it. Still, even though she can find back, she finds herself in a difficult position due to most enemies having their attention on her. What's more, there's no way for her to retreat effectively. She has to retreat deeper into the swamp, and moreover, further away from her friends. It's not helping that she's having real trouble dodging. Her mana is running dry too. She tries to be a bit more conservative with it, only attacking when she's sure she can hit, but even that doesn't work. She simply finds herself overwhelmed and scared, especially with those massive suckers her foes have. If that thing hits me, it will probably kill me, she fears. Am I going to die like this!?

Just as Fairy is about to open her mouth to scream for help, she notices her friends already heading towards her. They're a long way away, and there are just more and more enemies between the trio. There has to be at least two dozen of them left, Fairy suspects after a quick calculation in her head. She also realizes that she has managed to run herself into a corner with a large "puddle" behind her. The water is so muddy and thick that it's impossible to say how deep it truly is. Should she take a step into the water? In a moment's hesitation, she manages to take a hit from the enemy to her left shoulder. Unsurprisingly, it pierces clean through her clothes and through her skin, but there is no blood. There is only a little pain, way less than she predicted. While the enemy is stuck on her, she manages to curse it and push it away. She can feel a burning sensation on her skin. Poison? she wonders. It has to be. At the very least, she's still alive, but for how long?

More mosquitoes then attack her. In a panic, she momentarily forgets about her situation and takes a step back, trying to dodge, only to fall straight into the water. With no solid ground under her, her entire body is quick to follow. Back first, she sinks into the puddle. At the very least, mosquitoes halt their attack, avoiding water. Why? she wonders. Maybe they dislike water?

Before she even manages to get up, she feels something on her skin. This isn't just cold mud and slime, as was the case earlier. No, this something is moving around and coiling around her body. She starts to flail her arms and legs, and she struggles. The mosquito's poison is kicking in too, and she feels her entire left arm being weak in particular. Well, even if she had all the strength, she probably wouldn't be able to shake the invisible enemy off. Besides, it already has her fully restrained, as is revealed to her as a dozen tentacles raise her into the air. Lewd thoughts immediately spring into her mind.

Fairy knows that the game is uncensored, and she knows that it's very realistic as far as Nymph's bodily functions go, but she, like both of her friends, has not learned about the sexually explicit nature of the game yet. Fairy rejects the idea of getting raped being possible, and she won't believe it can really happen until it happens. There's no way she can. There have been restraining tentacles in some games she has played, but they have never been ones to do anything lewd. These HAVE to be like that, she guesses, or at least hopes. It is an empty hope. The tentacles quickly get under her clothes. They raise her skirt and wiggle their way under her panties intending to strip her naked.

"Fuck no!" Fairy screams. "Stop! Fucking stop!" No longer there is any doubt in her mind; she's going to be raped, and she knows it. She shakes violently and tears up, screaming, but it's useless. They manage to rip her dress and panties to shreds and leave her naked and defenseless quickly. "Stop this immediately!" As a final act to get rid of her clothes, a tentacle picks up her hat, almost as if messing with her, and throws it into the water. Eyes wide open, she looks at the sight underneath her, scared and horrified. There is one more tentacle coming her way. This one is the one that's going to invade her pussy and take away her virginity, and there's not a damn thing she can do to stop it from happening.

Meanwhile, Tiara and Musa, who have tried to push their way towards Fairy, see her falling down. There are not too many mosquitoes left, and there aren't any new ones heading their way, so their victory finally seems guaranteed even without Fairy in the mix anymore. That's when they see the situation that Fairy is in. They can't believe what they're seeing; they're about to witness their friend get raped, and they didn't even know such a thing was possible.

While Musa stares, shocked, she is attacked by a mosquito and gets hit. Swearing in her mind, she thinks about what to do. She's just as afraid of dying as the other two are, but now there's something very different going, which leaves her confused and terrified.

Musa's not the only one feeling extreme negative emotions either, because as Tiara realizes what's going on, her heart stops. So many times did she witness young girls being abused and raped without her being able to do anything, and now the same thing's going to happen again? Moreover, it's happening to one of her new friends? No way she can let that happen. Lucky for her, instead of holding a camera with a tripod, she has a sword in her hands this time around.

Feeling like she has to save her friend no matter what, Tiara runs forward in a fit of rage, not caring if she gets stung, and she jumps into the water as well. In doing so, she manages to cut some of the tentacles with her sword, which is more than enough to save Fairy from insertion. Realizing her enemy is not dead yet, she goes on a fully offensive mode, knowing there are not enough tentacles to restrain both of them. She assaults the enemy blindly, slicing her sword like a madman. Tentacles falter, disappearing one by one. She feels newly freed Fairy cling to her, and she takes steps back towards the shore. She sits her butt on dry ground and feels Fairy fall on top of her. They look at each other, one terrified and on the brink of a breakdown and one still furious.

Meanwhile, Musa manages to finish of rest of the mosquitoes. She really had the easiest job since punching them in their heads while they were charging was all she really needed to do. She doesn't seem any less calm, though. "Guys, w-we need to get the fuck out of here…"

"It… It tried to rape me…" Fairy says, with a shaky voice. She still can't believe it. "How… Why… What the fuck is this place…?"

"I-if I knew this would happen, I would've never left Grove…" Musa thinks out loud, sounding almost as if talking to herself. She's getting just as emotional as two of her friends. She thought she was free of the nightmares of her past. Yet, here she is, having turned into a child, with the possibility of being raped looming over her shoulder.

Tiara, finally feeling like she's calming down a little bit, glances at Fairy. She tries to keep eye contact, but she can't help but check Fairy's body, with a bright blush on her face. Part of it is because of her excitement towards the child's naked body, and the other part is her second-hand embarrassment towards her poor friend. "Are you hurt?" she finally asks.

Fairy nods. "I think I got stung by some poison…" Without an alchemist, they have no means of inspecting its effects on them, but it doesn't seem to be having a significant impact on any of them. If they ignore the slight burning sensation and soreness lingering in their muscles, their only physical problem is being out of breath.

Tiara stands up, helping Fairy up in the process. Fairy is quick to open up her inventory in hopes of finding her clothes and weapon there. Well, the weapon is there for her to re-summon, but her clothes are inaccessible. Until they get back to Grove, she has to deal with being naked since she doesn't have any spare clothes. Like, she had no idea she would ever need to have spares in her inventory anyway. How could she have?

She can also see a new status effect in her status bar, one unrelated to the poison. It's a curse, a magical effect simply called "Medusa's Curse", which is something she can track as an Enchanter. It doesn't seem to have any timer attached to it, so it's reasonable to assume its duration is infinite. Luckily, the curse doesn't seem to have any apparent effects. Instead, it simply has a flavor text, reading: "You have succumbed to the swamp…" Fairy, who has been able to collect herself a little bit, turns towards Tiara. "Open up your inventory for me to see. I need to see if you have the same curse that I do."

Tiara is quick to open it up, and just like Fairy predicted, the curse is there. "What's the curse about?" Tiara asks.

"I don't know", Fairy says. "Was it the mosquitoes? Maybe they cursed us instead of poisoning us."

"I'm fairly sure they poisoned us too", Musa says, hands on her hips. "The poison probably does something to our stamina regeneration since mine is very slow to recover."

"Well, there could've been two effects", Tiara says. "In any case, let's get out of here." That's when she takes a look at her map. It was working normally a while ago, but now all of their recently explored areas have blackened out. The compass has also disappeared. It only shows their immediate surroundings on the map, which is not helpful at all considering that their own field of vision exceeds what the map shows them. "That's odd… My map isn't working…"

"Could that be what succumbing to the swamp is about…?" Fairy wonders out loud, with a quiet, scared tone.

"I-it's alright", Musa says, pointing towards the direction she presumes to be north. "We came from that direction."

"Let's get moving", Fairy says, finally on her feet.

---

The dark, unfamiliar forest looks the same no matter which angle they look it from. There are very few landmarks to accurately use for navigating the area. Having walked for five minutes straight, they come across a large tree stump, which Musa claims to recognize. It's a good sign that they are on track back home. The effects of the poison are starting to fade as well. Despite their huge setback and low morale, they feel somewhat optimistic about saving themselves.

As they continue to walk straight, not straying from the path they once took, minutes go by. Was the road out from the swamp this long? They're sure it wasn't. They can't check it either because the map is out of commission. It seems almost as if they've just walked deeper into the depths of the swamp. It all is so confusing to them. They have only one single explanation for this, and that is the curse. They come to an unsettling consensus about its effects; they can't leave the swamp while they're cursed. They can't dispel it, and they can't wait for its effects to end. They truly have succumbed to the swamp. Worst of all, the sun is setting, and sooner or later, they will become tired. Thirst and hunger won't be issues for a while, but where will they rest? They have to start searching for a hideout.

On top of all that, they have a giant fear looming over their shoulders; monsters. They now know that some of them are after them sexually. Is it just the tentacles, or are there more monsters that want to rape them? They don't know, but one of them has a very good guess.

Tiara recalls the dildo she looted. She still has it with her because she has forgotten to empty her inventory every single time they have visited Grove. Yes, lousy memory is one of her greatest weaknesses. Sometimes, she feels like her headspace is a void of nothing, especially when it comes to names, addresses, numbers, and important tasks. She's good at remembering faces though; she will never ever forget the faces of people she has talked to. Oh, where was I? The dildo is modeled directly after Conerly's penis, so it's a safe bet to assume that they can rape them as well.

"I can't believe I have to stay like this…" Fairy complains, and for a good reason. She's got nothing to wear, and she's probably not going to be able to wear anything for a long time.

"I have spare panties if that helps", Musa suddenly says, whispering.

"T-that's better than nothing." Fairy offers up her hand to Musa and voices a demand. "Hand them over." Musa summons them up, and Fairy looks at the sexy, laced panties, clearly designed for an adult, but sized for a child. Their risqué appearance isn't even the biggest problem since they appear to be cursed. She raises one of her eyebrows and reads about their effects. They decrease the user's mana regeneration and offer bonus damage to laser-based weaponry. So, basically, it's nothing at the cost of one of her most important assets. "What the fuck are these stats…"

Musa shrugs. "It's probably not a good idea to sacrifice your strength to gain personal comfort, but hey, your choice."

Fairy clicks her tongue, having decided not to put them on. "I'll just stay naked then…"

"I mean", Tiara says, intervening to the conversation, "me or Musa could wear those panties and offer ours to you instead since we don't care about losses to our mana…"

"That's not actually a bad idea", Fairy says, initially finding the idea to be a positive one until she thinks about the flipside. "But… I don't wanna wear someone else's panties…"

Tiara sighs, stopping to take hers off. With her skirt, it's very easy for her to accomplish. Then, she offers up these childish panties to Fairy, with a serious look on her face. "Stop complaining and cover up."

And thus, these two friends exchange the panties. It's a solid tradeoff because Tiara still had her starting panties, which offered no bonuses or weaknesses. Besides, now Fairy has something to cover her pussy and butt crack with. It's a minimal layer of security, but it's better than nothing.

About a minute later, they encounter a slime. It's just a single slime, but it's huge, about a cubic meter in volume. Just by looking at this monster, they're pretty sure it must weigh a ton, perhaps even literally. How can even such a creature stay alive, or move for that matter? It appears extremely slow, which is reassuring to them. They haven't faced any slimes, so they're not sure what to expect. Regardless, they decide to face it.

First, they attack with their basic attacks. Tiara turns out to be ineffective, and so does Musa. No, she's worse than ineffective, because her punches seem to sink into the slime. She pulls herself away at the last second before it can engulf her into its wet embrace. Mucus is stuck to her hand, and she tries to shake it off. She manages, but as she does, she sees her weaponized glove dissolve into pieces. "My glove!" she shouts, a little panicked. She gets away from the slow-moving block of slime, and she inspects her inventory. Lucky for her, it's still accessible to her. It may be made of cloth, but it counts as a weapon, so it can be only temporarily dissolved. "I-I was worried for a second."

"Yeah, good luck, Fairy", Tiara says. "We can't damage it."

"I have already weakened it", Fairy says, as she realizes she has to do the finishing touches as well. She hits her target, and the slime begins to take great damage. It doesn't move almost at all while being damaged. It's got a ton of HP, but at least their victory seems certain. That's when the situation turns around. As it hits about half of its durability, the slime explodes into a hundred pieces, out of which the smallest fly really far away, all towards random directions. Some of these pieces land on the Nymphs, which turns out to be a little bit costly for them. Each one of them loses one article of clothing. For Fairy, this is horrible news. "Okay, fuck this!" Fairy shouts, once again naked and unprotected. "Now I'm really mad!"

Three of the larger pieces seem to be different than the other ones since they're actually still alive. They may be smaller and weaker, but they hold one massive advantage over the large ones; they can actually move by bouncing. They're still heavy enough to pin a Nymph, so getting hit by one would be a catastrophe, and in case of Fairy getting hit, a game over. Luckily, they're still slow enough for Nymphs to dodge, and they suspect they can even escape them.

"Yeah, let's retreat before we lose more clothes", Tiara, who managed to lose her skirt, calmly suggests.

Musa nods, finding herself to be topless. "We can definitely outrun them!"

It was a good calculation on their part; they easily escape from the monsters. The slimes have a relatively low range as well, so once the girls run a solid distance, the slimes stop following them. They also make a decision to NOT engage large slimes, ever.

---

Their search continues, but they still can't find a good place to hide. The entire swamp is a vast, flat surface. They have seen some large trees, but so far, none of them have had any caves or hideouts underneath their roots. They've met a lot of enemies too, ranging from insects to slimes, and some tentacles and carnivorous plants as well. While the tentacles and plants are easy to avoid, they've had to engage most insects and some of the smaller, faster slimes. Insects have been the easiest to deal with, but with every slime they have to fight, they risk losing clothes, and the risk seems to be a high one as well. Slowly but surely, Musa and Tiara lose their clothes until they have nothing left to wear.

So, the situation is almost as bad as it could get. They're stuck in the swamp, without a place to hide in, and they're all stuck naked, and therefore more vulnerable to all kinds of harm, ranging from mere unpleasant skin contact to straight-up rape. They find themselves being increasingly grossed out of bugs, as they don't want to have them touch them at all. At least their embarrassment levels are decreasing; they wanted to squeal, cover up and turn away at the mere gaze of their friends a moment ago, but now, they're only worried about protecting themselves from enemies. They know that they can't hurt each other with their stares, so they stop caring about that completely.

As evident by their lack of clothing, most of the enemies they face are slimes. So far, they've come in six sizes, out of which the three largest can be avoided altogether. Out of the smaller three, none are pleasant. The tiny ones are instant kills, but they explode into goo, so they can't be killed in close range without risking getting drenched. For naked Nymphs, there are no real drawbacks to it, other than the uncomfortable feeling of being covered head to toe in slime. The second smallest ones don't explode, but they're just as fast and actually take some hits to defeat. The third one is probably the most annoying since it explodes into two tiny slimes when it dies, resulting in even more enemies.

Slimes they face also come in four colors. Green ones are the normal ones and the most common. They seem to have the biggest explosions, so they assume that's their special quirk. Blue ones are faster and bouncier than the normal ones, and red ones are resistant to magic. Luckily, the red ones can be defeated with melee weapons too. They also come across a black slime, but they don't have to face it since it is the large variant. They never manage to figure out what's special about it.

Finally, they come across something different from what they've seen so far. Revealed from behind the mist, outlines of a great, grey cliff appear. There is a small, lone mountain in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by dry land. With some food around as well, the place seems almost as if it was designed to be an excellent place to catch a break.

Musa quickly picks up one apple but refuses to bite into it. She wants to inspect it a little bit first. Chefs have an ability closely resembling the inspection ability gained from scouting, which can gather information about food ingredients, their positive and negative effects, and potential toxins present. She confirms that the apples are safe to eat, which means they have at least something to feast on.

While taking a little walk around the dry area, they also conduct a little test to determine if any of the map's functions work. First, they place markers on the map, and then they walk away from them to test whenever they can track it from far away and whenever it will disappear or not. Turns out that they can't track it in any way, but it will remain put. It gives them another idea: to use many markers to mark a path, kind of like dropping stones on the ground inside a labyrinth to figure out which direction they came from. This also turns out to be a failed experiment since they can only put down two markers each. So, yeah, their maps are as useless as they feared, and they really must survive the inescapable swamp without any kind of navigation tools.

They finally find something by the mountain's base. There's a little cave. It doesn't appear natural to them, which seems very weird. Inside it looks almost as if there has been a mine there. Most of the routes have collapsed, and there's a surprising amount of vegetation in the form of moss, mushrooms, and roots as well. They suspect the place to be some kind of crystal mine, as evident by the number of luminescent crystals on the walls. Whoever dug this mine must've wanted to leave some for some lighting. They follow the tunnel leading upwards, and they're surprised to find a large, well-lit room. It has been dug all the way to the mountainside, which provides this small area with little windows. There are no signs of recent activity, but they suspect this site has been used as a resting place in the past. They decide to use it for that very purpose and set up a camp.

As for beds, they've been collecting materials for making them. They don't have much, but Tiara - as a clothier - can make low-quality bedrolls and little leaf mattresses. She quickly realizes that she has made a miscalculation though, as she only has materials for two. Since none of the Nymphs desire to share beds, they get back outside to gather more stuff. Lucky for them, they can find all the materials they need nearby.

Sun is finally setting when they return to the cave. Now, they're getting to the point where they don't even want to think about going outside. The only thing worse than a swamp full of nasty surprises is a dark swamp where you can't even see properly where you're going. That problem also persists inside the cave though…

Tiara suddenly feels her hand pulled away towards one of the dark side routes that haven't collapsed yet. She turns towards it, realizing it to be a tentacle. She pulls on her hand, putting some weight into her entire body, but the tentacle is much stronger than her. She doesn't have her weapon because she's been using both her hands to collect materials for beds, so she's got nothing to cut it with. "G-guys…! There are enemies here…!"

Once Musa and Fairy realize what's going on, they come to the rescue. Fairy grabs Tiara's other hand to slow the tentacle down while Musa goes on an offense. She doesn't have a good advantage against tentacles, but she can at very least chop one tentacle in half. They all retreat from the side path, all collapsing to the ground. They can see even more squirmy tentacles reaching out from this area, all trying to get to their bodies. Lucky for them, the tentacles don't seem to have enough reach.

Tiara's heart beats like a drum. She wasn't sure if Musa could cut the tentacles in half. "I was sure they were going to rape me…"

Musa nods. "I can't do much against them, but one or two tentacles are easy to manage."

"Too bad there's like thirty of them", Tiara says, taking a deep gulp. "No amount of sword skill is going to help defend against that trap…"

"It doesn't look like we have to kill it though", Fairy says, standing up. She does it very slowly, with her back still hugging the wall opposite of their enemy. "But, supposing that we have to… How the hell…?"

"Well, that's a job for me", Tiara says, standing up herself, "but I can't just rush in for the kill. They'd snare me and disarm me in seconds."

"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but one of us acting as a decoy could work", Musa suggests.

Fairy nods reluctantly. After all, she realizes that Tiara WAS able to kill one of these ropers specifically because it had its full attention on its victim. "This one's a little bigger though…?"

"Well, now that we know it's there, we can just avoid it", Tiara says, shrugging. "Let's go upstairs."

They don't feel comfortable with the idea of monsters lurking in the very same cave they're planning to sleep in, but they have no choice; they have to sleep. If there is one silver lining, it's that they don't have to worry about the enemies coming for them… Or, so they hope. Who knows what else lurks deep inside this mine? To combat their fears, they decide that at least one of them should try and stay awake to keep watch as the other two sleep. With absolutely no entertainment, it sounds like the most boring task one could imagine, but if that's what it takes to protect them, they will gladly do it.

Tiara is the first one to keep watch. She does so for two to three hours until she wakes Musa up. With Musa's turn coming up next, she manages to finally catch some sleep.

---

It doesn't take long for Tiara to fall asleep, but her sleep remains a rather restless one throughout her night. In tight clutches of an inescapable lucid dream, she recites a memory from her past.

Surrounded by lifeless grey walls, a steel frame of a bed shakes as two men abuse a little child by brutally raping her. One of them is pinning her down, while the other is forcing his cock inside the crying child. This one is not from Pablo's memories though, as the girl she sees is none other than Fairy. Behind the camera, through the lens, she's watching the thing unfold, and she feels an urge to jump in to help, but she's paralyzed by her fear, unable to move an inch. It's because deep down, she knows that in this dream, she's still Tiara.

The Voice of a tall, faceless man surprises her from behind. It asks her, "Do you want to save her?" The hands of this man take her by the shoulders, and she nods, unable to hide her desire to stop what's happening. "Then take her place."

In the end, she had no choice. Laying down on the bed, she's now between the same two men herself, but the action hasn't started yet. With one of them pinning her down and the other one masturbating on top of her, she can't look away. He begins to move and is about to rape her. She closes her eyes, twisting and turning. She realizes that this is a dream, and she tries her best to wake up. No nightmare has ever kept her a prisoner, and this will be no different.

What finally sets her free is the feeling of soft lips pressing against her own. Safe from her nightmares, she's still in a dream. There's a girl on top of her, pushing herself down on her. She's a girl with a body like hers, a cutie with amazing, cyan hair and a pair of beautiful ocean blue eyes. It's not a girl she recognizes, and for some reason, she can't even make sense of what she truly looks like. She's right in front of her, pushing her lips down on hers, yet every time she closes her eyes, or even blinks, she forgets what she looks like.

"Come to me, my little darling…" she whispers softly, biting her lips into Tiara's ear. "Don't resist me… Surrender yourself to me…"

Almost as if hypnotized, Tiara feels like giving in. How could she not? It feels so good and calming to her. She does not give a verbal reply, but her compliance suggests that she's okay with what's happening. Something just feels strange about all of this to her. That whisper wasn't merely a product of her imagination. It was almost as if someone was whispering nice things to her ear.

A wicked grin appears on this little girl's face, and she pushes her hand into Tiara's crotch. "Just a little longer and you're mine…"

Something about this truly feels too real to her, a little bit too weird. She snaps out of her dream - or is it a nightmare? - and she sits up. Wide awake, she can feel something on her body, and she slaps it away. It's a little tentacle monster with a single eye, and it had its body intertwined around her. She can feel something throbbing on her head, and she looks at one of its longer antennae-like tentacles, instantly figuring out it was in her head. This monster was the one causing her nightmares? In a panicked rage, she pushes her palm against the monster, slamming it against the wall. It ended up doing a little damage, and instead, the monster has hold of her arm like a tiny octopus. She summons up her sword, scaring the enemy away. Still, even though it tries, she manages to kill it. She notices other such demons as well, four in total, and they all successfully escape. They were bullying Fairy and Musa as well. Speaking of which, both of them are asleep. What happened to guarding, Tiara wonders, running up to Musa, who's lying down in the place she was supposed to guard the group. Hands on Musa's shoulders, she tries to shake her friend awake. It takes only a couple of seconds, and she looks like she's seen a ghost.

"I-I'm sorry! I fell asleep!"

"I-it's fine, the enemy is gone…" Tiara says, looking outside. It seems like the sun is already rising. The whole night has basically gone by.

"What enemies are you talking about…?" Musa asks, sitting up.

"There were some strange flying tentacle monsters here…"

Musa immediately covers up her privates, blushing up like crazy. "D-did they do anything to me…!?"

"I don't know…" Tiara asks. She does recognize that she's still a little red from the dream she saw, and her pussy feels like throbbing. She's clearly excited. Looking at Musa, it seems like she's feeling partially the same. Fairy, who's also getting up - woken up to the voices of her friends - feels a little hot as well. "Something tells me that they did something to us… I feel a little strange…"

"Last thing I needed to wake up to was a wet dream…" Fairy suddenly says.

"Wait, you too?" Tiara wonders.

"Seriously…?" Fairy asks, looking at Tiara with thin eyes. "What did you dream about…?"

"I… It was a strange dream…" Tiara begins. "A painful memory from my past…"

"I had a dream about some little girl raping me…" Fairy says, beet red, scratching her head.

"No way, me too", Musa says.

"Let me guess…" Tiara whispers, having figured out that the monsters were causing them to have wet dreams. "She had light blue hair and blue eyes."

Musa, with a hand on her jawline, thinks out loud: "We all saw the same dream, huh…?"

"You guys didn't see any other strange dreams", Tiara wonders, "or did you?"

"Nope, nothing", Fairy says.

"W-well, I too had a little nightmare about a painful memory", Musa says, getting up. "But who cares about that. I'm just glad nothing worse happened. I'm so sorry for falling asleep."

"Can't blame you", Tiara says. "Oh, how about the curse, though? Any updates?"

Fairy opens up her interface to check on the curse. Like before, it is still there, with the exact same name, without any explanation about its effects. Only one thing has changed; the flavor text that used to tell them about succumbing to the swamp has turned into something even more unsettling. It simply reads: "I can see you…"

Curse

Three girls instantly make a connection between the enemy finding them in their sleep, the change in curse's flavor text and the strange nightmares they had. Someone has its eyes set on them and is watching their every move. This someone could even be the one behind the curse. If its name is anything to go by, what they have against them is someone called "Medusa".

They don't feel safe staying still, but where can they even go? They're surrounded by a massive swamp with dangers lurking in every vast direction. They can't escape the swamp, and they can't even navigate it. Besides, if they're being watched, can they even outrun whoever sees them? They could leave the cave, but it wouldn't probably change a thing. It might even make matters worse, and their horniness is not giving up either. None of them say it out loud, but in their minds, they curse the fact that they have this problematic burden to worry about. How can they even be horny, naked in a swamp full of insects, slimes, and tentacle monsters? How the hell can their bodies feel excited with the threat of being raped looming over their shoulders? They can only describe it as pure lunacy.

That's when they get an idea regarding what to do. Could it actually be possible to hide from this curse somehow? They don't know how deep the cave goes, but it could go pretty deep. As risky as it is to explore a cave full of tentacles, it's worth a shot in their opinion. Who knows, maybe they can actually avoid some enemies or even kill some of them. It turns out to be an impossible task, as they have a massive test in front of them.

The tentacles of the giant roper they discovered yesterday have somehow managed to grow - or move - out from their hiding, and they have blocked the entire exit out from the cave. There's only one way for them to go, and that is back to the little hideout they had. Forget about being able to escape the swamp; they can't even get out from the damn cave!

"That's just great…" Fairy says out loud, with her eyes keenly observing the movements of squirmy tentacles.

"Any plans?" Tiara asks, summoning her sword just in case.

"There's NO WAY I'm going to be a bait", Fairy scowls.

"I-I never suggested you should", Tiara says, coughing to her first. She takes a couple of slow, calculated steps forward, testing the waters. As soon as she gets closer, she watches the tentacles extend forward. She ends up jumping backward, shocked by their reach. The tentacles are more intelligent than they initially seemed. It was almost like they were baiting Tiara in by pretending to have less reach than they actually have. What's worse, its lash was so quick and powerful that Tiara honestly doubts whenever she could've countered it if she tried. Besides, even if she could've countered one, there would've been just too many of them. As legendary as her skills are, given her history as the Sword Prince, there's nothing she can do. All her calculations about how to approach the situation end up with her getting caught, so she urges her friends to retreat as well. "T-there's no way I can beat it…"

"N-no way", Musa complains with a low voice. "Are you sure…?"

"I'm 100% sure it would rape me…" Tiara says. Her heart beats like a drum at the face of an enemy that outmatches her in every way physical. Just standing in its presence makes her feel anxious. "Can we cheat it? Abuse some game mechanic?"

"I can't think of anything", Fairy admits. "I've already confirmed that it resists most of my spell damage. It seems to be regenerating its health as well, so it cancels out my attacks completely."

Musa realizes something. "Can't we escape through those holes on the side of the mountain?"

Tiara and Fairy didn't even think about it, but it really could be a viable option. They return back to their temporary base, which doesn't take long at all. The drop is a long one, but the cliff isn't steep at all. It could even be possible to climb it back up. One by one, they start a slow and careful descent, soon finding their footing on soft soil. They're feeling a little hungry, so their first mission is to find something to bite. Luckily, they know where to go.

By the apple tree they discovered earlier, they find an enemy guarding the food. Well, it's a slime, so it's probably not defending it per se, but it just happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. What's worse, it's the largest possible variant, and it's black in color. Its abilities are still unknown to them.

"It's troublesome", Fairy begins, preparing her spells, "but at least we can kill it."

"But wait", Musa says. "Can we? We don't know anything about its abilities. It could take us by surprise."

"None of the slime abilities so far have been too big of a problem for us", Fairy says. "But you're right. We should proceed with caution."

"Well, there's only one way to find out what it does", Tiara says, preparing her sword for an attack. "I sure hope this one's actually a kind we can deal damage to."

"I'm still not sure this is a good idea", Musa says and assumes a more offensive fighting chance. She's preparing to use her feet against the slime, as according to her experience, kicks have proved to be more useful tools against bouncy enemies than punches.

Fairy begins the combat by weakening the slime. As soon as this happens, the slime unexpectedly changes color into some shade of dark purple. It summons a spell circle underneath itself and reveals itself to be a caster of some sorts, but what did it cast? They're not sure, but they guess it's either some sort of absorption or reflection spell, since the weakening effect is cast immediately back on the three Nymphs. It's almost as if it took the spell along with its effects and learned to use it. When cast on a Nymph, the spell reduces damage dealt, stamina, and stamina regeneration rate, while also increasing the stamina consumption of all actions. It also seems to have an additional effect of doing something to Nymphs sexually, which is evident to all of them by the simple fact that they call can feel their insides throb, itch and tickle uncomfortably, all at the same time. They immediately have second thoughts about engaging this enemy, which has proven itself to be a formidable foe.

"Let's get away", Tiara says, knees weak, legs shaking. It's already the second enemy she knows she has no way of defeating, and her anxiousness and fear of being raped weigh on her mind gravely.

"Shit…!" Musa swears, already on the retreat. She's just as afraid as her friend is, and Fairy is no different either. "Why are the enemies so much more powerful all of sudden…!?"

"Blame it on bad luck", Fairy says, trying to reassure herself that this really is just lousy luck. She echoes her friends' sentiments by backing down.

So, they won't run because they want to conserve stamina, and also because they assume that giant slimes can't catch them. The weakening effect will last for a minute, but until then, they're not in good condition to fight. But then, out of nowhere, the black slime reveals yet another nasty trick from its sleeve. It self-destructs, dividing itself into five large chunks, all flying toward different directions. Had it been damaged, there would've probably been three, but now they have to deal with five? The pieces approach Nymphs, so they have to run to escape. One by one, they outrun their enemy, but the slimes are dividing further, this time from five into fifteen smaller but twice as fast chunks. These smaller variants jump forward as fast as the Nymphs can run, ensuring they can't outrun them anymore. They don't even know if physical attacks work yet, but they have a feeling they will.

Tiara lets out a loud scream, which is followed by a desperate wail of fear. She got into an accident and fell over. Sword drops out of her hands, and tears appear in her eyes. She knows she won't get up in time, which causes her to stumble in panic. Realizing what has happened, Musa and Fairy stop to help their friend. Fairy casts a direct damage spell which luckily seems to work and destroys one of the slimes. It also proves that even though her weakening spells may not affect the enemy, the smiles cannot completely absorb or negate magical damage. Another shot misses, and so does the third one. Hitting a jumping target proves way too difficult for her.

Meanwhile, Musa tries kicking one of the slimes away, which does seem to deal damage, maybe. These slimes have a different consistency to the most they've faced so far, as they feel more solid. The slime bounces from the top of her ankle, flying a couple of meters backward, and then crashlands like a deflated football. She's sure she can punch them too, but the slimes are too numerous and looking to pile up on her, along with Tiara. Turns out that what she did, rushing in to help Tiara, was a huge mistake on her part. As soon as the slimes get her and Tiara, they start to change consistency, turning from these bouncy blobs to slightly wetter ones, which can change their shape more freely. As the slimes pile up, they start to combine, all while they do their best to submerge the limbs of these now defenseless Nymphs into their slimy bodies.

To Tiara and Musa, being immersed in slime feels kind of like being submerged in lukewarm bathwater, at least initially. When they try to move, they feel how springy and tough the slime actually is. It resists just a little bit, giving them only a few inches to move, but every time they relax, the slime returns to its original shape like a rubber band. They suspect the slime could in theory snap, but they have nowhere near enough strength to get themselves free at this point. And it's not just that it's tough, but it's also very heavy. Moving around for them feels like having a ton of weight attached to every limb. It becomes quickly apparent that once you're inside, there's no way out for anyone.

Fairy panics, but she has an enemy that is sitting still, so she can at very least hit it easily. She launches a barrage of spells, which seems to halt the enemy's actions temporarily. Tiara and Musa may be partially submerged inside the enemy, unable to move a single limb, but the slime won't do anything while being damaged. She's fairly sure she has done enough damage to force it to explode already, but it's just not happening. It was just the curse that was reflected back to her; she's dealing decreased damage, and there's absolutely nothing she can do about it.

"Why won't you just die!?" Fairy screams as she releases her last spell. In the end, it didn't do enough either, but she does find herself in a very self-serving position though. The slime won't move, having taken two Nymphs hostage, so she can escape alone. Blinded by her fear, she takes a couple of steps back, about to escape. She can see that Tiara and Musa are horrified to see her back down, but she thinks that she must prioritize her own safety. But where can she even escape? There's no way out from the swamp, she remembers and despairs. In a moment's hesitation, before she can make that final decision, she bumps into someone standing behind her, and it seems like Tiara and Musa have realized that they have company as well.

"Please, just help us! Somehow!" Musa begs. "I don't want to be raped!"

"Whoever you are, help us!" Tiara shouts, also begging.

Fairy turns around to face this girl. It's another Nymph, one she doesn't recognize, but this one's also naked. She's average in height, but her body is slightly curvier than what you would expect from a Nymph. She's got amazing hips and a pair of excellent AAA-cup breasts accompanied by gorgeous, pink nipples. Fairy has no time to marvel at her beauty - not that she's gay anyway - as she takes her by a hand and points at the slime. "Help my friends!"

"Aren't you desperate", the girl says, giggling playfully. "The slime's just looking to have some fun."

"How can you say that!?" Fairy asks, utterly shocked.

"I merely jest", the Nymph says, as she pushes Fairy aside and crosses her hands, giving the slime a furious stare. Her eyes glow, and through some elaborate finger movement, she casts a spell that causes the slime to stop completely. It was already preparing to rape its poor victims, morphing parts of itself, but now it regains its original shape. "Truth be told", the stranger whispers in a very erotic manner and lets her hands down. Having the slime frozen in place and the Nymphs spared - at least for now - she cuddles up to Fairy, who seems uncomfortable with the situation. "The least intelligent of these beasts tend to also be the most stubborn, so getting girls out of their clutches is always a hassle, even for me."

Fairy has no idea what this Nymph just did, but it seems to have worked. "W-well, at least it seems that you managed to stop it…"

"Thanks to you", she says, giggling some more. "Aren't you glad? You weakened it up for me to mind control it. That saved your dear friends from getting raped." She presses her body even more intimately against Fairy, and she reveals her hand. She's about to snap her thumb and middle finger, a universal sign for dispelling the caster's own spells. "…But you know, I kind of want to see them get raped…"

"Y-you're kidding, right…?" Fairy asks, once again appearing shocked. This time she's keeping her voice down though.

"Convince me otherwise…" she says, with a sly smile on her lips. "You have exactly five seconds to kiss me."

Fairy looks at this girl. It took her a while to realize that because she forgot parts of her dream, but this girl is the same one that assaulted her in her dream. She's got the very same eyes and the very same hair. She couldn't remember her face at all, but she somehow recognizes even that part of her. Wait, no, Fairy realizes, pushing her lips forward, kissing this beautiful girl straight on her lips. I'll have to do this so she'll spare my friends! Fairy doesn't want to do it, but if a kiss is all it takes, she'll kiss anyone!

A short kiss is more than enough for her, but just as she's about to pull back, the stranger pushes herself back against her, hands also grabbing her body as their chests and bellies press against each other. This Nymph is using her tongue, and her fingers, along with her pitch-black nails, bite into Fairy's butt. She's even reaching into the mound between her legs. This causes Fairy to try and back off even more viciously, but no matter how much she tries, she can't get away from her grasp. Her body feels so hot, weak, and horny that it won't follow her orders anymore. No, it's not just that, as her body literally won't move at all. She's lost in a pleasure-infused trance that this French kiss has put her in, and she's feeling spellbound.

As soon as the Nymph lets her go, Fairy falls on her knees with a silly smile on her face, and an empty, soulless, and lightless color in her eyes. Having been put under some strange spell, she can't do anything. "Right, that's one of you out of commission", the Nymph says, walking up to the two captured and submerged inside the giant slime. "She won't be able to move for a while…"

"You must be Medusa…" Musa murmurs in a low and angry tone.

"Oh, what gave me away?" she asks, smiling happily. "Oh, right! It was that little dream! I invaded your precious dreamspace and had some fun with you girls! Wasn't it fun!?"

"What do you want from us…?"

"That's my line", Medusa says, thinning her eyes. "What business do you have in MY swamp?"

"How is this your swamp…?"

"How, you ask? This is my home, that's how."

Tiara finally gets the courage to say something. "But aren't you a Nymph too?"

"So?" Medusa says, hands crossed. "Can't Nymphs own swamps?"

"I mean, aren't you, like, a player…?"

Medusa tilts her head, looking genuinely confused. "What's a player?"

"Forget about it", Musa says. "She's an NPC. There's no getting through her."

"I have no idea what you two are going on about", Medusa says, "but I have a feeling that you're insulting me."

"O-okay, I'm sorry", Tiara says, trying to feign a smile. "It wasn't to insult you or anything, I swear… It was just local slang from where we're from… So… Yeah, anyway… Can you get us out…? We can even leave if you want to."

"Who said I want you to leave?"

"Y-you sounded like you didn't like us coming to your swamp."

"I mean, I don't like you causing a ruckus and killing wildlife. That's all." Then, Medusa uses her hands to control the slime, almost like in a way that a conductor would control an orchestra. For a second, this scares the living hell out of Tiara and Musa, but it looks like the slime is actually letting them go. It starts to jump and crawl away back to where it came from, slowly but surely. Medusa releases the slime from its curse, but it's not turning around anymore. Instead, it just continues its path away from the Nymphs. "You see, I'm absolutely and positively against killing wildlife", she says sternly.

"W-we were simply defending ourselves!" Musa says, trying to reason with Medusa. "They would've hurt us otherwise!"

Medusa lets out a powerful, boisterous laugh. "Hurt you!? All they want is a little bit of fun!"

Musa and Tiara very well know that what Medusa and these monsters consider "a little bit of fun" translates to rape in English. "It's not fun for us", Musa says.

"Surely you're joking", Medusa says, still laughing. "All Nymphs love rape! Even me! You just don't know it yet! I'll just have to fix that shitty attitude of yours and make you realize you love it."

It took Tiara a while to realize, but since she's actually free, she can fight. She summons her sword and charges towards Medusa in the interest of self-preservation. Her enemy looks troubled and taken aback but prepares to fight regardless. She starts by casting a spell of some sort and by dodging the attack. Nothing seems to have happened, so Tiara prepares for the next attack. She's well within the range to strike, and she gives Medusa a really angry stare. She tries to attack, but her arms won't move. She can't even divert her gaze. Her heart suddenly beats faster, and she can feel herself throb down there. Medusa licks her lips and prepares for another unknown spell, perhaps similar to the one she cast on Fairy earlier.

"I'm not letting you!" Musa yells and causes Medusa to dodge once again. As soon as she gets away, Tiara feels herself being able to move again. "What's wrong, Tiara…?"

"It's her eyes…" Tiara whispers. "She has some kind of ability - "

Then, from out of nowhere, tentacles surprise two Nymphs standing side by side. Attacking from directly underneath their feet, long, strange tentacles with human hands on the ends of them grab into their bodies, restraining them in a quick flash, holding them in place. They look underneath and see a spell circle morphing into some kind of portal. Medusa lets out a nervous breath of air and assumes a more relaxed stance. "O-okay, that was just uncalled for. Why would you attack me like that? You two really need to be taught some manners."

"W-what the fuck are you doing!?" Fairy suddenly yells. She's back to her feet, but she's still a little groggy.

"Oh, I totally forgot about you", Medusa says, but it doesn't look like she's retaliating against her. Fairy sees this as an opportunity and extends her arm forward. "It's no use", Medusa says.

"Fuck you", Fairy says and tries to recite a spell in her head. But no matter how she tries, she can't get it out. In fact, she looks utterly clueless about what to even do. "W-wait… I can't cast anything…"

"Yeah, I cast Amnesia on you", Medusa says, smiling and showing her a peace sign. "But hey, you seem a little more complicit than your friends! Why don't you play a little game with me again?"

Fairy spits on the ground. "I'm done playing games - " Her sentence is cut short as well, and tentacles similar to the ones that took her friends also take hold of her.

"Yeah, that's what I thought", Medusa says, laughing and raising her finger. "Okay then! You, you, and you! You're all coming to my tower!" The tentacles pick up the pace and start dragging the bodies down to the now opened portals. Meanwhile, Medusa summons a portal for herself as well, but this one's not full of tentacles trying to attack her. Instead, she's just standing still while she lets herself descend down into the portal. Having fallen victim to Medusa, the three Nymphs struggle to the very end, but it's useless. The portals are about to take them to the other side.

---

Entering through the portal seemed to be an experience that stunned our protagonists for a couple of seconds. When they snap out of it, they're free from the tentacles, in a completely new location. If what Medusa said is anything to go by, they're inside some kind of tower and considering what's around them, they don't find the idea that strange. The room's circular in shape, and it has windows all around it, but no doors. Instead, on one of the corners, there are stairs leading down. Aesthetically it looks like a bedroom fit for a noble, and with its numerous toys and dolls, it looks like a proper playroom any child would be envious of. The king-size canopy bed with its frilly curtains and various decorative pillows looks exceptionally comfortable.

The girls themselves are sitting inside a hanging birdcage, the really stereotypical kind. It's kind of cramped in there; not only do they have to constantly worry about touching each other, but they also don't really have room to stand. Well, perhaps having their skins touch wouldn't be a big deal at the moment, but they find it uncomfortable regardless.

They don't have time to discuss what has happened since Medusa appears outside the cage. She looks at what she has managed to do, and she seems happy. "Oh, I'm starting to get better at this!" she says, giggling like a giddy little child. Well, she kind of is one. "I used to be SO bad at teleportation! I'm glad you're all in the same place!"

"T-this isn't funny!" Fairy complains. "Let us out!"

"No way", Medusa replies. "What if you attack me again? I really don't like fighting, you know."

"It's not like she's a foe we would beat anyway…" Tiara whispers to her friends, trying to make sure their captor doesn't hear. "No way we can beat her without knowing what kind of tricks she has up her sleeve. Like seriously, she took us down two on one. I think every single spell of hers is a high tier one, and who knows what else she has in her arsenal…"

"Wait, do you know something about her arsenal…?" Musa asks.

"Not really, but I saw some of the caster spells in that room I found…" Tiara says. "I'm pretty sure there was mind control…"

"So, she has the same abilities as players, huh…?"

"I think so, at least partially…"

Medusa doesn't intervene in the conversation yet, but her face tells that she's irritated by the fact that she's being left out.

"Well, she IS a Nymph like us…" Fairy reminds. "She might be an enemy, but maybe she's more like us than like the rest of enemies we've seen… She can even hold up a conversation without appearing overly robotic…"

"Come on, stop hurting my feelings…" Medusa says, arms crossed. "I'm not your enemy."

"Then why won't you let us go!?" Musa asks. "Why would you capture us!?"

"Because it's been such a long time since I got new toys! O-oh, oops… I meant to say friends." As Medusa says the word "friends", our heroines can see her face turn from a happy one to a little more sinister one.

"What kind of person would lock her friends in a cage?" Fairy asks.

Medusa clicks her tongue and prepares to summon yet another summoning circle on the floor underneath the cage. This one grows huge, way wider than the cage itself. "And here I thought that you were a nice one. Looks like you're an annoying one after all."

The monster that appears from the summoning circle is once again a squirmy one. It's a tentacle monster similar in stature to the one they saw in the cave. It's enormous, and it has multiple limbs. It seems to be very intelligent as well, and it's reaching inside the cage from between the bars. All the three girls inside cuddle up against each other in the middle, but they can't really escape the touches. While they're happy to play around and rub all of their legs and feet, the one they really take an interest in is Fairy. They start dragging her, and they open up the cage door.

"H-how is this fair!?" Fairy yells, still defiant in her protest. Both Tiara and Musa look to defend their friend against the tentacles, but as Tiara gets ready to summon her sword in a desperate effort, the words of Medusa stop her to a halt.

"If you take out that sword of yours, you will be dragged away as well!"

Tiara stops completely. In the end, her fear triumphs over rage. All she wants is to help her friend, but since it's not in her best interest, she ends up halting summoning her weapon. All she can do, together with Musa, is watch as the tentacles pull Fairy out from the cage.

Now adequately restrained by the tentacles, the only thing Fairy can really do is beg for mercy. "O-okay, I apologize! I'm sorry if I offended you!"

"Too late for that", Medusa says and gives the tentacles one final command with her hands, and the summoning portal begins to shine. Once again, Fairy gets transported through the portal somewhere, but where? Only she knows because Musa and Tiara are left alone together inside the cage. They're both getting teary, and they're holding onto each other, shaking in fear. "Okay, now that the annoyance is out of our way, we can finally have some fun!"

"O-okay, I'll do anything you ask…" Tiara says, trying to force a smile on her face to hide her other, stronger emotions. She has to at least pretend to be happy and nice and wait for an opportunity to strike. "Do you want to play…?"

"That's a great idea!" Medusa replies. She walks up to the cage and looks to be reaching for the door, but then she hesitates. "…You could attack me again", she says, pouting.

"I-I'm really sorry for raising a weapon at you earlier. It won't happen again, I promise…"

Medusa nods happily and finally opens up the door. Musa and Tiara look at it for a while, and then they look at each other. They nod to each other, and Tiara starts to move, slowly but surely, to make sure she's not rattling the cage too much. In the end, she can't tilt it too much, and it becomes very easy for her to get down. Then, as Musa starts to prepare to get out, Medusa slams the door shut. "Nobody gave you permission to move."

"Well, I can play with you too…" Musa says, seeming a little confused.

"No way. I can only play with one of you at the time, but I'll play with you later. For now, you can play with one of my minions."

Musa doesn't like the sound of that. She really doesn't. So far, the things that Medusa has been able to control have all been tentacle monsters, which makes her seriously worried about having to "play" with one of those. She wants to voice her disapproval, but at this point, she's not sure if talking back against this maniac will play in her favor.

"Alright, off you go", Medusa says, preparing a quick spell to summon a portal for Musa. This one is as wide as the cage is, so there's no need for anything to drag her down. Once again, Tiara finds herself being tormented. Her last remaining friend is going to be taken away just like Fairy was, and she can't do a damn thing about it. Well, she's in Medusa's presence, out from the cage, and able to summon a weapon, but would she really dare? Fake promises aside, she couldn't do anything against Medusa in the forest, and that probably won't change now either. As angry as she is, and as much as it shows on her face, she makes a calculated decision to stay put and resist her anger.

The moment Musa starts sinking in, she can feel something on the other side. She's not sure what it is, but it doesn't make her look happy at all. Before she can say anything though, she falls down in complete freefall, and the portal disappears. Silence fills the room.

Tiara is left alone and scared, with only Medusa as her company. Her heart beats hard, and all she can do is keep her hands tightly tucked behind her back. Medusa is quick to point this out as she extends her finger towards Tiara. "Alright, hands up! Let me see you're not doing anything funny!"

Tiara responds by raising both of her hands in the air and shouting, "Yes!"

"Good!" Medusa says, nodding happily. "You're clear!"

Tiara lets out a deep sigh. "May ask you something…?"

"Go ahead."

"What's going to happen to my friends…?"

"Oh, don't be worried. I will not resort to violence or hurt them. Ever. I'm against that sort of stuff, you see?"

"R-right… I appreciate that… But will I see them again…?"

"Of course you will, sugar. They're going to be alright. You're ALL going to be alright."

Tiara suspects that they're NOT going to be alright. Medusa already once hinted that Nymphs "love rape" or something like that, and Tiara is pretty sure that her friends were taken away to be raped by monsters. The selfish part of her can't believe how blessed she is to be in the situation she's in, but she can't help but feel sorry for her friends. It may get worse for her as well later, but at least she's getting off easy short term, hopefully. "So… What are we playing…?"

Medusa's eyes wander to Tiara's body. First, she checks out her chest, but as soon as she checks out what's between her legs, her eyes won't move. "Well, it's not really about what WE'RE playing…" Medusa immediately admits, in a suggestive tone. "It's about what I am playing…"

Tiara's afraid to guess it out loud, but she's got a feeling she's about to be turned into Medusa's plaything. And as much as she hates the situation she's in, how can she not get a little curious with the idea of being turned into some psychopathic little girl's toy? She doesn't really have a preference as far as going top versus bottom goes, especially as a newly born female, so she doesn't know if she's fine with her situation. All she knows is that Medusa is really, really hot. Just like Medusa is checking her out, Tiara's eyes constantly wander down Medusa's prepubescent body. She can remember that strange dream she had so vividly, and she can remember feeling every little bit of it like it was real, but surely having the real thing do the same thing would feel even better, right? With that in mind, Tiara reluctantly decides to submit herself to whatever's about to come her way and to obey every command Medusa gives her. She's going to become her plaything as long as that does not actually involve any third parties. That's still not something she's okay with. Everything else though, is completely okay.

Or is it? Tiara asks herself, reminding herself of just what she's dealing with. This psychopathic girl in front of her, as hot as she may be, IS her enemy. She's the big bad boss of the swamp, and as her arsenal and her minions have already suggested, she's extremely dangerous and has to be exterminated. It could very well be that she and her friends have become prisoners, and the only way out is through Medusa. She's not one to be flirted with.

Besides, Tiara hasn't gotten over her anger towards her anyway. She can only imagine what her friends are going through right now, all because of Medusa's playful and innocent, yet evil whims. She's afraid that she could fall victim to her whims as well. In the end, I may not have a choice, Tiara tells herself. I've seen what she can do. Those spells got Fairy in an instant, and she might do something like that to me. I don't even know how many spells she put Fairy under, but if she can stun me with a kiss and freeze me with a stare… I might as well give up. Besides, I do feel that I could have an opportunity here to get to her good side… She kind of acts like an innocent kid. I have a feeling that she's not as dumb as a kid, but maybe, just maybe, I could even manipulate her a little bit.

"You're really adorable…" Medusa says, getting right onto Tiara's skin, allowing her no more time to think. She lays her hands on her shoulders and leans forward, leaning against her new "friend's" body. Tiara stands still, and she's starting to finally blush. Her instincts give in, and she can't fight her desire to experience what's about to go down. "Do you think I'm cute…?" Medusa asks. All Tiara gives to Medusa as a reply is a tight-lipped nod, but it's not fazing Medusa. Instead, she's just pushing her face closer and closer. "Say it…"

Tiara opens her mouth to voice her approval, but she doesn't get an opportunity to actually say anything. Medusa impatiently takes the first opportunity she can to stick her tongue into Tiara's mouth. Their lips sink into each other, and they share a hot, intimate kiss. Tiara can't believe she's actually kissing a child. The feeling is absolutely indescribable to her. After all those opportunities she's had to do so, after all that daydreaming and fantasizing, it's happening for real. No, this is even better than all those opportunities she's had in the past. It must be because those opportunities she had were with unwilling participants. There's nothing unwilling about her partner; her partner's lust is palpable. This isn't just some stolen kiss from a sexually ignorant and clueless little girl, but rather a kiss as lustful and loving as it can be, and it is from a little girl with a body that matches her tastes near perfectly.

Amazing, Tiara tells herself, as all of her anger and doubts get swept away. This is a dream come true. It tastes so amazing as well. She can't concentrate on anything or really do anything in return, but she can feel Medusa's hand move towards her body. Those hands push against her butt and caress her back. It encourages her to use her hands as well. How could she not? She's basically wasting an opportunity to embrace a child by just standing still. She can't let that stand anymore, so she gives all the love and passion she can back to Medusa. Returned affection doesn't seem to offend Medusa in the slightest, as it just encourages Medusa to even more risqué touches. What began as a touch on her butt turns into a genuine squeeze.

Finally, it seems like Tiara gets an opportunity to actually speak out as Medusa prepares to breathe in. "You're cute…" she finally says.

"Oh, you precious little thing…" Medusa whispers, basically breathing on Tiara's face. They stare at each other, and they both see each other getting madly red. "You're an amazing kisser, you know that…?"

"Talk for yourself…"

"Come on… Lay down with me…"

Medusa's bed is behind her back, about ten steps away. Even taking those ten steps feels like too much effort, and instead Tiara feels an overwhelming desire to just straight up pin Medusa down on the floor. It never gets to that, as Medusa steps out from her embrace, walking with her back towards the bed, baiting and inviting Tiara with her finger. How could Tiara resist such a sexy invitation? She follows Medusa, who in turn sits down on the edge of the bed. Tiara only manages to get one knee on the bed before Medusa grabs her right shoulder and left wrist. Medusa doesn't just simply pull her in, but she uses this chance to get on top of Tiara, whose back sinks into the soft blanket covering the bedsheets. Medusa gives Tiara even more kisses on top of her, just as intimate as the previous ones, and her hands caress and play with her partner's chest, all while her thigh with one assertive motion guides Tiara's legs apart. Feeling Medusa's skin rub against her crotch causes Tiara's waist to jerk upward, her legs open up more, and her hip push down against Medusa's leg. She kind of wants to play with Medusa's tiny pokey tits as well, but for now, she's content with her hands on Medusa's bubbly butt.

Ever so slightly, Tiara opens up her eyes for a moment, immediately finding herself confused. She feels magic running through her body, and she's feeling enchanted. She can still move, so Medusa must not have stunned her like she stunned Fairy. So, what is it? Tiara blinks because she's sure she has forgotten something, but what? She remembers Medusa's words from earlier. What was that spell she talked about again? Amnesia, she recalls. It's an ability similar to "silence", and makes Nymphs unable to use certain skills. For how long depends on the potency of the caster, for example. Tiara doesn't really understand why there would be any need for Medusa to do this. A precaution? Maybe, or perhaps even a precursor for what she's about to do afterward.

Medusa becomes bored with Tiara's lips and instead moves her mouth to her neck, her cheek, and even her ear. She kisses and licks her all over in a way that looks heart-meltingly adorable to Tiara. "Hey", Medusa whispers right into Tiara's ear. "Wanna feel even better…?"

What kind of question even is that, Tiara wonders and simply nods.

Medusa slowly but surely gets up, all while she's sighing happily. Her face and eyes are full of lust, and there's a hint of mischief in the corners of her arcing lips. There's magic in her fingertips, literally, and she prepares a strange spell. Yes, it is a strange one indeed, at least in Tiara's eyes. Arms spread nicely across the bedsheets, her eyes were on Medusa's body, but now there's an extension to it, and she can't look away from it. This spell replaced Medusa's girly little genitals with a raging boner, and replaced Tiara's unmistakable excitement with feelings of confusion. What she sees in front of her is not something she was expecting, no way in hell. In her eyes, and according to her genuine feelings, something so masculine should not be attached to a girl's body. At the same time, she's very intrigued because if there ever was a way to make her enjoy a real dick, it sure as hell would be like this. For her, it's like one of those situations where you don't know how much you want it until it actually is happening for real.

"Would you look at yourself", Medusa says, lifting Tiara's leg up, waking her up from her thoughts. Tiara provides immediate assistance, opening up her legs willingly, and keeping them open. "That's such a wet little hole you've got there…" Tiara wants to comment, but she can't seem to find the right words to convey her emotions. She doesn't really even get time for it, because Medusa is already looking to push it inside, laughing playfully all the way through. "I'm going to play with you a whole lot…!"

"Y-yes, please…!" The words just slip out of Tiara's tongue, without her even thinking about what Medusa just told her. She started to think only after she said it, and even after thinking it through, she still doesn't change her mind. After not managing to penetrate herself with her dildo, and after escaping so many enemies and even a few rape attempts, this is how she's going to be deflowered, and she's perfectly fine with that. I wouldn't have it any other way, she tells herself, thinking this is perhaps the best way she could ever hope to lose her virginity.

Medusa has little to no trouble sticking the tip in. Tiara's entrance immediately gives in, and she lets out a loud sigh. Then, the rest of the dick slowly follows, and the shaft begins pushing deep inside of her. All of her feelings, both physical and emotional, get thrown into chaos. No longer is she able to remain put on her back. As tension rises, her body reacts and moves. She grabs into the sheets and turns her head around, trying to contain her voice from escaping her open mouth. The insertion doesn't even hurt, not in the slightest. She's filled to the brim with pleasure, just like she's filled to the brim with a dick.

"O-oh, what a fine pussy…!" Medusa says, with her every word echoing similar pleasure. She can't resist the desire to thrust, so she starts to move slightly. Slowly, she pulls out, and slowly, she pushes it back in deep. Her other hand lays on Tiara's hip, while the other one still holds onto her leg. Her position will not allow her to move quickly, but that's fine. She just wants to test the waters, which is more than enough to make her magical extension feel incredible.

Tiara's virginal hole is still a little unwilling, but Medusa has an easier time with each prolonged thrust. The vagina becomes looser and starts to mold into the shape of her cock, granting it freer movement and deeper access. Moreover, it's getting drenched from the inside out. Quickly those sweet, tight folds of a little girl force her moans and sighs out from her mouth, and even though she thrusts like a man, she very much sounds like a little girl.

For Tiara, it feels just as incredible. Her entire body shakes, and she can feel greater pleasure seeping in. For a moment, her tight hole quivers around the cock, responding to the pleasure and sucking it in, creating even more pleasure in the process. She lets out a loud moan, and she marvels how it can be possible for it to feel so much better than when she was doing it alone.

Medusa tries to change her position a little bit. "Let me hear more of that voice…!" she says, raising her body a little bit.

Once again, spoken without any thought given to them, words come out from Tiara's mouth. "Please fuck me harder!"

Medusa is happy to oblige. In a missionary position, she lays down on top of Tiara and continues to thrust downwards, pressing her hip down onto the girl underneath her. Tiara's open legs invite even Medusa deeper, and she looks at the girl on top of her. She feels her wrists being pushed down, and Medusa grabs onto them, pinning her completely. Medusa begins to thrust hard - as hard as this position allows her to - thus granting Tiara's wish. Desire to cum is present in her movements and her voice already, and she's barely begun. It's going to be a quick shot.

Tiara's entire headspace is filled with almost nothing but dirty, depraved thoughts. She keeps telling herself how much she loves being fucked and how much she loves being treated like this. It even scares her how much she loves getting fucked hard. Who would've known? But should she really love it so much? Never mind who's fucking her right now, is it okay for someone who is a straight man in the real world to enjoy being fucked as a little girl? Her heart screams yes. She wondered earlier if being brought to this world was some sick karma or a punishment from God for him daring to desire children sexually. She can almost imagine hearing him laughing down at her, seeing her in this state. Then again, if this is a punishment, then she must really, really love being punished as well.

As she begins to near orgasm, a sudden realization hits her like a bolt of lighting out from the blue sky. If that thing really is a real cock, is there going to be cum involved? Her heart begins to beat harder, and she opens her eyes up to observe Medusa do her. That hard rod must be begging for a release, and if Medusa's voice and expressions are anything to go by, it can't be too far off. Oh no, I'm not sure if I should want this, Tiara tells herself, with a crazed look in her eyes, but I really want to be cummed inside! I wanna know what it feels like! Just the mere thought of a massive, sticky load being released into her feels like it's causing her own orgasm to come just faster. She feels like going over the edge at any second. It just makes her want it more. In a vicious circle, her desires are feeding each other, making her go crazy. From the midst of her wild moans, she can't help but beg for cum. "Ahh, fuck me! Cum inside!" And then, Medusa and Tiara both moan and yell out of pleasure.

Then, just as ordered, she receives a deep cumshot straight into her womb, all while she experiences her very first penetrative orgasm from a dick. It feels so amazing she could cry. Her simultaneous climax and her uncontrollable convulsions are combined with the feeling of the hard, pulsating cock pressing against her cervix with all of Medusa's bodyweight. She can't get a good scope of just how much cum there is, but she can tell that she's receiving abnormal amounts of it. There must be coming so much of it that it could even spill out, despite the tight skin-to-skin contact inside her folds, or so she at least feels.

As Medusa begins to cool down, she pulls out slowly, letting her cock feel every inch of her preteen lover. Tiara, who's much slower to recover from her orgasm, twists, and turns until the very end. Even after the dick's been properly pulled out, even after her vagina begins to leak from the overflowing cum, she continues to twitch. She feels hands on both of her legs, and they're rising her. It does bring her back to reality, but she does not question what's happening to her. All Medusa wants to do is change the position and continue her fun. Her cock is not normal, and it does not need to wait to reload a shot. She can restart as soon as she damn well pleases.

So, Tiara is now on her belly, and Medusa's hands are on her hips, urging her to raise her butt, both verbally and with some light claps on the bare buttocks. "Come on now, sweetie", Medusa speaks out.

Tiara does as ordered and gathers all the strength she can muster from her legs to get on her hips, and then, before she can even adequately prepare mentally for it, the cock re-enters her pussy. As soon as she feels the tip on her entrance, she feels the entire shaft filling her up from behind. Another moan is voiced, just as loud as the earlier ones. Medusa begins to move immediately, quickly from the get-go. Still hypersensitive from her previous orgasm, Tiara grabs her hands into the closest pillow she can find, and she hugs onto it tight. She opens her mouth out wide to beg. "I love your dick! Give me more!"

Medusa laughs at Tiara's state, finding humor in how she's begging. "I'll fuck you until you beg for me to stop…!" she says, pushing her hips forward, hitting them against Tiara's butt with every single thrust. Every single clap is loud like a hit from an open palm. "And even after that, I'll continue to fuck you until you pass out…!"

In a strange, masochistic way, Tiara loves what she's hearing. I don't know what the fuck I've gotten myself into, but I love it!

"I'm going to fuck all sense out of you and make sure you never think of yourself as anything but a slut ever again…! You'll never want to get out of here, and you'll be mine forever…!"

I shouldn't like the sound of that, but fuck me, I wanna be a slut!

Medusa's violent thrusts cause Tiara to squeal, shake and squirt, and most importantly, climax once again. There's no way she wouldn't. She's feeling increasingly sensitive from her previous orgasm, and she has no resistance to hold back any of her feelings. The way her bottom is getting pounded and how it echoes and sends ripples all over her body just makes it all the better. She's getting so wet and slimy from the mix of her love juices and the semen that it leaks to the sheets as well. And all she wants, from the bottom of her heart, is more.

If this goes on, I really will turn silly! How can I ever go back after this!?

After a long, continuous pounding session, another load of cum is released straight into Tiara's preteen pussy. There's just as much of it as there was the last time around, and it fills her womb up even more, causing even more sticky mess in the process. As airtight as her clasp around the still rock-hard boner is, her entire vaginal passage must be filled with cum as well. She somehow manages to be noisy even when relishing in the afterglow. Not even Medusa is that noisy, even though she likes to moan and shout through her thrusts and orgasms as well. Tiara's heavy, high-pitch breathing and occasional moans fill the otherwise near-silent room, and she's got the lewdest and the silliest face imaginable on her face.

And then, just like that, Medusa picks up right from where she left. She doesn't even bother to change the positioning. Her hips begin to thrust once again, slamming against the little girl's rump in front of her. Tiara finds herself in awe. She wasn't kidding when she said she's gonna fuck me a whole lot! It makes her wonder, were Medusa's words earlier merely just sexy bed talk, or was she dead serious? She's already a little exhausted, and she would love a breather that was at least slightly longer than what she's being offered. Being a toy may feel amazing to her, but it's also physically draining. Once again though, her worries are swept away, and she forgets about them completely just a few seconds into the next round.

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Medusa has all the stamina in the world, and her boner won't go down until she says so. There are no refractory periods for her, and this has become more than apparent to Tiara. It hasn't been all domination though, as there have been some low and high points. Medusa, to Tiara's satisfaction, can also be gentle and take it slow. Still, that's only to preserve Tiara's sanity, and prolong the experience for her.

How many hours? They're not looking at the clock. How many ejaculations? Tiara wasn't counting to begin with, but there have to be at least two dozen of them. Something is giving her strength, and she's just as energetic as she was when they were still starting. The fact that they were kind of taking a break helped as well. The cock isn't even inside her at the moment. Soon, it's going to be though, and out of her own free will.

Medusa lays still on her back, and Tiara climbs on top of her. Knees on the bed, legs spread, she's aiming and twisting her hips on top of the erect cock, and slowly, she presses down on it. As soon as the glans finds her opening, she sits down on top of it, taking it all in. In an instant, she loses her composure, and her knees give away. All of her weight presses down on the cock, and she cums a little from the mere insertion. The squeal that can be heard is a sexy one, intensified further by the fact that she's got her fingers on her flat chest, twisting her own nipples in excitement. At first, she's doubtful about whenever she can even concentrate on riding a cock in the state she's in, but as soon as she puts her legs and her butt to work, all that doubt disappears. With a broad smile on her slutty face, she moves seamlessly and effortlessly, riding the cock with such vigor you would perhaps expect from a girl whose night is only beginning. All her love towards Medusa's dick turns into energy, powering up her ability to please her newly-found master.

She twists and turns her slender, petite body out of pure reflex, but she somehow manages to maintain an upwards position. She lowers her left hand to her pussy, and she presses her fingers against her exposed clit, giving it a good, long rub. It makes her moan just louder, bringing her to the brink of instant orgasm. Still, she doesn't falter or even slow down. Her body moves like a machine out of pure pleasure and inexhaustible desire for more. Basically, she's going all the work while all Medusa does is watch, marveling at the state she has managed to reduce Tiara to.

I love sex, I love her dick, I love her cum! Tiara recites her love for all she can think of. I want her babies! I want her cum to fill me up all the way to my ovaries!

Her love and desire finally cause her to lean forward in an attempt to generate more speed. She slams and slaps her hips down as fast as she can on top of the dick. Medusa can't hold back herself either, and she lays her hands on Tiara's hips, also generating some counter-movement. For Tiara, it's a good sign because once again, she's getting what she loves. It's better than eating candy every day because you get bored of candy, but Nymphs never get bored of semen, ever. As soon as Tiara feels Medusa's hands grip her skin, and as soon as she can hear her scream out of ecstasy, Tiara stops to take it all in. Yet another cumshot fills her up, just like every single one this far. Countless ejaculations already have her womb bursting with pure, creamy white goodness, and a little girl can't reasonably even fit anymore. Yet, a large chunk of it finds its mark deep inside Tiara's uterus, which continues to grow ever so slightly. The difference is so slight that you can't even see the difference from the outside. Tiara though, can definitely feel it. It fills her heart with warmth just thinking about how much of it there truly is inside her. Yet, her corrupted heart still hungers for more.

"Knock me up more…! I want more…!"

Medusa is happy to oblige, and she pushes Tiara down against the sheets again, pressing her hip down on her violently once more.

"Ah, yes! Pound my slutty little cunny more!"

"You're such a good toy…!" Medusa says, complimenting the girl she's fucking. "I never get tired no matter how much I play…!"

She may have forgotten what her initial promise was. It was to fuck Tiara until she begged for her to stop. From to looks of it, Tiara's already so corrupted that she might as well fuck her for eternity and still be waiting for her to beg or pass out. And to be honest, Medusa doesn't even mind because she's happy to have Tiara in a completely subservient state. It was her intention from the beginning. She's going to stop at some point, because why wouldn't she? She doesn't like breaking toys, and most importantly, she's got two other new toys as well! She's still not even halfway done with Tiara though. She wants to fuck her until her stomach is literally bulging with cum. She's going to work hard so she can see that happen, no matter how long it takes.

Speaking of Medusa's other new toys…

Torment

Inside Medusa's tower, toys are something that are meant to be shared equally with the family, and what a large family it is. There are a lot of people to play. In fact, there are way more monsters to play than there are toys to play with. Still, it is against the rules to take toys away from others. Once you get your toy, you get to play with it. Well, at least until Medusa comes to separate the toy from the monster and say, "That's enough. Let others play as well."

Too bad Medusa is preoccupied.

Musa was transported straight into an unknown location somewhere inside the tower. It's impossible to say where, because there are no windows. In fact, there isn't a door either. All there is, is a set of iron bars above her. Sure, there is a little trapdoor, and there is a ladder as well. Well, there used to be. It has been broken in half. It could be in theory possible to fly away from there, but the trapdoor is locked tight from the outside with a sturdy iron chain and a massive padlock. She's trapped inside with a naughty little monster with no way out.

Despite the fact that the area is quite wide, the room is dominated by this creature. It's a pink slime, but it's unlike any of the ones Musa saw outside. First of all, it has to be at least three times the size of the largest variant she's seen. Instead of being a simple wide blob, it actually has more height than it has width. It also has an irregular shape and multiple thick tendrils reaching out of its elongated body, which alone makes it look more menacing and dangerous as well. Inside its body it has a large, visible core which is something she didn't even honestly realize about other slimes. Do they all have something like this inside their bodies? She's pretty sure they don't; this one has to be different in that regard as well. What's more is that this variant seems to be emitting some kind of noxious gas. It truly is a monster that has many question marks surrounding it. Only thing that Musa's sure of is that it's going to be a massive problem for her.

The slime is already moving towards the naked Nymph, and it couldn't be clearer than it wants to rape her. Musa looks at her options, which are to submit or to fight. She wishes she could run, but it most definitely isn't an option, so in a last-ditch effort, she chooses the former. She assumes a defensive chance and backs down few steps, hoping that her enemy will at very least go easy on her. It doesn't look like it will. Tendrils reach out to her from multiple directions and encircle her body. She tries to strike one of them away, but as she moves, so does the slime. Unable to defend against this many slime tentacles at once, they catch her. These slimy tentacles somehow manage to be even more powerful than the black slime in the swamp, and she can't mount any resistance. All of her struggles are futile. Her sorry attempt at fighting her fate was futile from the start, but at least she can tell herself that she was brave enough to try anyway.

Keeping its prey in an upwards position, the slime restrains her hands, holding them up by the wrists, keeping them firmly tucked together. At first, she's facing the slime, but after it starts morphing and changing its shape, she finds herself back against its main body. At the same time smaller tendrils grab her body and pull her back towards the center of the towering slime mass. Lucky for her, the slime is not looking to submerge any of her body parts, and instead continues to morph its body to that of a tentacle monster. Finally, they assault her legs, forcing them open wide all while pulling them upward a little. With her entire body completely visible and defenseless, she continues to wiggle, terrified. She twists her butt and hip, trying desperately to close her legs, but she has no means of doing so. Nothing stands in between the last tendril and her untouched virgin pussy.

She can't see what's happening below her body, but as soon as she feels sticky exterior of a strange tentacle, she knows it's go-time. She herself has been ready for insertion for a long time, so the slime doesn't even bother with foreplay. It steals her innocence in a same way her father once did in the real world, and she lets out a scream and a wail. It all happened so fast and effortlessly that she couldn't even mentally prepare for it. Filled up all the way to her deepest, she struggles even more, this time with a waterfall of tears rolling down her cheeks accompanying her efforts. All of it is just fuel for the rapist who starts to piston. Moving in and out in the tight clutches of an unwilling girl, the slime starts to get excited with its new toy.

Musa can tell that this tentacle mimics the shape of a real penis. It has even generated a small knot to the base of its "phallus" which kisses her lips with every deep thrust. It seems to have a solid, hard core which has been surrounded by a slightly more elastic and stickier exterior. Overall, it has a whole lot of girth and the means to touch her deepest effortlessly. Despite being unarguably the biggest thing she has ever had inside her, it also somehow manages to be the fastest. Even though she can't move her arms or legs an inch in her favor, it's rough and powerful enough to make her entire body jump up and down in a rhythm with the thrusts. But then, there's also a strange element of comfort to the experience as well. 'It's like I'm floating in gel or something', she tells herself. This makes her feel at ease, and it quiets down her verbal protests and screams, although it can't stop her from moaning and crying.

Pounded relentlessly, Musa is reminded of the pink smog the slime had around it. It's clouding her vision with sparkles and overall fuzziness. Surrounded by pink slime and pink smoke she can even feel a hint of magic. She's not sure if she should attribute it to her rapist or not, but she can tell that she's starting to feel hotter, dizzier and more sensitive. All she knows is that her body can't take the pleasure much longer. Although she's known sexual abuse and even rape in her childhood, she has never climaxed during those ordeals. If it happens… No, when it happens, it's going to be her very first time. 'This isn't fair', she complains. 'I don't want it to make me feel this way!' It has been the one thing she has treasured, for it's the one thing her father couldn't take away from her; a penetrative orgasm. She has saved it, hoping she could one day experience it through love, not through rape. Her hope is about to be shattered to pieces.

It doesn't take much for her to go over the edge. Pleasure unlike anything she's ever felt flushes through her body and causes it to jerk and struggle against the slimy restrains stronger than she could've out of her own free will. Her pussy feels all crazy and messed up, and the tingles the rubbing cock is causing are so powerful that she feels like shutting down from the load. The slime won't even slow down during all of this. It could care less about how its victim is feeling. All it cares about is getting to rape.

The slime only starts to slow down once Musa has cooled down, at least relatively speaking. She's still so sensitive that even the slightest movement inside her pussy is generating immense pleasure. Hyperventilating, she can barely catch her breath. She then realizes that the slime is doing something strange. The tentacle is changing shape and it almost feels like something is entering her. Slime is flowing into her and squeezing its way into her uterus through the narrow cervix. She doesn't know what's happening, but she knows she wants none of it. The idea of having semen of someone she doesn't like already repulses her enough as it is. Now she's being invaded by some strange alien slime? The thought terrifies and disturbs her greatly.

She can't see a difference on her stomach, but she can feel hot and heavy. Every corner of her womb has been filled up with pink slime. She doesn't know what it signifies, but she immediately suspects herself of being pregnant now, or perhaps the slime works kind of like eggs. She's on the right track, but not exactly right all the way through.

The thing about slime reproduction is that they don't really reproduce with each other, or even with Nymphs. Sure, they rely on Nymphs as tools, or containers if I dare say, but Nymph is never a requirement for successful slime reproduction. Slimes as species are agender and reproduce asexually by dividing. The dividing process of course isn't as simple as one part leaving another to form new life, but it's not quite the same as slime dividing into two equal parts either. Dividing always happens at the core level. Every slime needs a core to keep functioning and living, and even though it may not be visible, it's always present. The size of this core is determined by the amount of slime it has attached to it, and once it becomes big enough, it can even turn into a multi-core. This is the key to slime's reproduction; they leave around a bit of their body along with a new core, and thus two different slimes are born.

So, where does the Nymph play into all of this? Well, slimes grow by consuming things, like any other creatures. They are not only omnivorous, but also partially metaphysical creatures that can even feed on energies like source and mana. Basically, the slime inside Musa's womb is like a parasite that feeds on her source as a form of energy, and it's getting very, very hungry. It can't get source on its own, so it has the larger slime to help. Thus, the rape continues from where it previously left off. Slimy phallic tentacle resumes pounding Musa with full intention to make her cum over and over again. She's left wondering, 'Exactly how long will it rape me!? There's no way I'm going to keep sane if it makes me cum again!'

That's when she feels a new extension touching her butt, giving her yet another nasty surprise in a relatively short time window. A slimy tentacle anally rapes her, doubling the load, overwhelming her tiny body completely. It's just as rough as the one raping her pussy and she can't escape or defend against it either. The slime truly has free reigns to do whatever it wants to its prepubescent slave girl, and she can only pray that it won't start doing anything even crazier to her. Musa's head can barely handle what she's currently getting, and the body can't resist any longer; she experiences her second penetrative orgasm. Even though she cums again with all the intensity of the previous orgasm, she defiantly holds on to her sanity. Going crazy could probably be the best thing that could happen to her, but her pride won't let her spirit to give up.

There is no change in pace or a pause given, but she feels something going on within her, which proves her fears correct. She can definitely feel movement from within her belly, proving once and for all that there is life in there. 'No way', she complains to herself, feeling a little scared. 'How can it even be? It has only been a few minutes but it's already moving so much. Did it plant a part of itself into me? Did it divide?' She has seen that slimes are capable of dividing, so she's getting a gist of it, even though she doesn't know the details.

Minutes go by and the relentless tentacles drive her straight into yet another orgasm. It's starting to seem to her like this is how it's going to be for a while, since the tentacles still aren't letting her take breathers or do anything more than they're already doing. In a strange way, she finds it reassuring, but also scary, because she still wants to get out. She has no idea when it's going to happen, but she knows that if it ever will happen, it sure as hell won't be with slime letting her walk free.

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Musa's high-pitch moans and cries of pleasure echo in the prison, but nobody can hear her this deep in the underbelly. Her body feels numb and she's unable to even struggle against the slime anymore. Only orgasms can bring some life to her body, but even then, her movement is too weak and pathetic to do anything. For a while now her belly has felt really heavy, and even though she can't observe it changing by simply looking at it all the time, it has obviously changed multiple times during the past hour or so. Her belly is inflated with slime and bulging up like a balloon. It doesn't look unnatural in any way, and instead she just looks like a pregnant little girl. Based on what she knows and what she's seen, she's sure that her belly is not going to be able to grow much longer. The slime surely has to come out at some point, but when in the world? At the same time, she kind of wishes for it to happen soon, and for it to never happen. She doesn't want to give birth, but she is getting so scared of her belly getting too big and heavy. The slime already weighs so much that it's a massive burden on her body.

The slime inside her is barely moving - it merely focuses on growth - but this all changes suddenly. It kicks with such a force that almost feels like an explosion inside her womb, and it starts to move. It's clear to her that it's trying to force its way into her vagina, and the fact that the tentacles retract from inside her proves her suspicion correct. She's giving birth.

From the very beginning the giant slime has had her body and legs in a very advantageous position for successful childbirth. She still can't even close her legs past a certain point, not even an inch. She has tried, and now she tries again, but it seems like the slime is being even more forceful. It truly wants no obstruction. So, the slime begins to push out. It moves in a solid chunk, trying to stay as round as possible. It stretches her cunny open twice as much as the tentacle that raped her ever could, and while it stings a little, she wouldn't really call it pain. Her screams of pleasure certainly don't mirror it, as she doesn't sound like she's hurting at all. Surprisingly quickly, the slime finds it way out, and it quickly merges with the larger body. No visual growth can be observed in the larger slime, but it's very clear to Musa that she's been used by this monster for it to grow.

Another thing that is clear is that her belly is still round, although much smaller. There's still slime inside her womb. She can't believe she's been turned into a slime breeder. The idea of it just sounds so crazy to her that she might as well be in a nightmare. 'This is just a game world', she keeps telling herself, repeating it again and again to reassure herself that everything is going to be alright. 'This is not real. This doesn't matter. The real me is still safe. It's only a matter of time until I get out from this hell.'

Tentacles penetrate her two holes again and resume raping her. The sensation turns her apathy and her optimism into despair once more. It simply is too hard for her to just deny what's happening, because it feels so real. No, it feels more intense than reality. 'What was my sin anyway', she asks herself. 'What have I done to deserve this hell?'

And then, yet another orgasm, and still the pleasure her body is capable of producing hasn't diminished. It is at this point that her heart is finally starting to break down and give up. Even the littlest shreds of pride she thought she had have been stolen, and all that remains is the feeling of defeat. It's not as much about her surrendering her heart to her captor as it is about her just giving up completely. Why would she give out her heart and love? This isn't about that, this is about domination, and she's starting to accept that.

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Even before things turned grim for Musa, there was one girl who was forced to taste despair even before that, and that girl was Fairy. The tentacles dragged her into the portal which then quickly disappeared before her eyes as she got to the other side. Still being grasped by the very same tentacles, she found herself in the hive of this monster.

'That bitch is straight up psychopathic!' Fairy swears in her mind. 'And why does she have control over a demon like this!? How is this supposed to be fair!?'

As angry as Fairy is about being treated the way she is, she's most certainly feeling ten times more scared. This tentacle monster - just like the giant slime - is located in an unescapable pit. It's a prison not only designed for Nymphs, but also for the beasts that have been locked inside. Just looking at the monster, Fairy can certainly understand why this monster needs to be contained. It's massive, menacing, and if left free, it would certainly wreak havoc on the entire swamp, perhaps even Medusa included. Then again, can it even be called a monster? It's something more than that. It's like a mutant that has been seamlessly stitched together from many different kinds of tentacle monsters. It's so huge it covers up the entire floor and even climbs up the walls, with some of the tendrils even reaching out from the prison. It doesn't simply have one body to operate everything, nor does it have anything that could be considered the center or the heart. Most importantly, it has many, many different kinds of tentacles, most of which are familiar to Fairy. This suggests to her that all of the tentacles under Medusa's control via portals truly come from this one monster.

Fairy only needs to glance at each tentacle to realize what kind of purpose they are created for. In addition to the ones that resemble hands, there are those that resemble dicks as well, and those are the ones that Fairy fears the most. The ones that currently have hold of Fairy are quite normal, but that's not a good thing by any means. She tries to struggle a little, and she can already tell that these ones are even stronger than the ones that once caught her in the swamp. She couldn't get away then, so what hope she has now? What's more, they have much more length, and they can move her in air freely. Floating back towards the floor, she's being lead towards the sea of tentacles.

They attack almost as soon as Fairy is in range. Two hands molest her legs and from the get-go, and they really act like human hands. They take a good feeler of her hips and her butt. She tries to jerk herself free, but with all the other tentacles restraining her, it's very hard. "S-stop groping me, you damn pedo!" She lashes out at the beast but to no avail. The hands are having an absolute blast groping her tiny ass, and they're not alone. Two additional hands assault her body and rub against her flat chest. There's absolutely nothing to grope, but it's just as sensitive as she remembers her chest being in the real world. The fingers find her nipples, pinching, twisting and pulling on them, which just causes her to protest even louder. "Y-you sick monster, stop toying with me!" Fairy is not someone who agrees with the idea of children having sex, and obviously she doesn't like getting raped either. The fact that she's the one who has been turned into a child makes it all the more difficult. She may have a mind of an adult, but it doesn't make it okay by her standards. Still, she has to live through it.

Delighted by her outrage, the hands around her hip retract with full intentions of assaulting Fairy's quim, to which she replies by successfully closing her legs. Blushing and tearing up at the idea of being touched down there, she manages to protect her cunny, but only for a short while. Tentacles pull her legs apart forcefully and keep them open. "N-no, stop!" The palm of the tentacle pushes against the front of her lips, and the fingers press against her vulva, rubbing her lips and causing her body to go out of control in protest. "Nooooo! Not there! Stooop!" Two fingers in the middle rub her around, and even open her up a little bit. It's clear that she's drenched out there, and she absolutely hates it. One of the fingers presses against her virgin opening and teases it. "Go away! Don't touch me, you pedo!" she cries out. Luckily, it seems like it will only tease her, and not actually push in at all. It does, however, feel undeniably pleasurable, and she hates it as well.

The fingers then find her little exposed clitty and give it a good rub, causing her to moan involuntarily, all the while her chest is still being toyed with. Her screams of protest are getting weaker and meeker, and her voice is starting to change. Anger leaves her, and it's being completely overtaken by pleasure and fear. "Stop…! Please stop…!" For a while, there was only one hand harassing her pussy, but now, the other one comes back into the play. A finger finds its way straight inside her. Moving effortlessly in and out, the stickiness can be heard clearly, and the way it teases her feels unbearable. 'How can I even feel like this!? I'm just a little kid for fucks sake! Children are not supposed to feel like this! It's gonna make me cum! I can't believe it's making me cum!'

Elaborate finger play quickly brings Fairy to the climax, shattering her expectations of child sexuality. Even though she's barely been touched yet, she cums with more force than she ever had as the real her in Austria. This orgasm, if anything, proves to her that her miniscule body packs quite a fiery punch as far as her sexuality goes. It is over very quickly though, but even the short flush of pleasure through her body was enough to leave her exhausted and completely powerless to struggle against the tentacles. She simply just stares into nothingness and tries to catch her breath, all while moaning and breathing heavily.

The hands seem to leave her around, but only for a little while. They grab her hips again, taking a firm hold of her. She takes a look at what's going on, only to see one of the tentacle dicks hovering in front of her pussy. Again, she offers a verbal protest. "N-no way, it's way too big! It won't fit!"

Regardless of her cries, the tentacle presses against her vaginal opening, and starts to push and drill in. The push is strong, but it can't rip through her entrance quite just yet. Fairy tears up and starts screaming. She anticipates pain, she anticipates blood, and she wants neither. Done playing around, it puts a lot of force behind it, and thrusts straight deep into her pussy, filling her up completely. 'It's in! It's fucking inside me! How the fuck!? It's so damn huge!'

Without delay the tentacle begins to rape its victim viciously. Thrusts are long and controlled, and while rough, they're a little slow to start. The hands that grab her hips add another element to the rape, as the monster tries to emulate a human. Their intent is to hold her in place, but they end up rocking her body a little bit as well. At this point, she can't even bring herself to be angry anymore. She just wants for it to stop, so she pleads for it to end it. And then, it does stop, but only for a little while. It was all just a ruse for it to readjust its position a little bit and start pushing in even faster and harder. Every push is strong and the shock she feels is great. It has drawn out so much moisture as well and the noise the connected genitals are making sound unbelievably lewd for her. 'I had no idea kids could get this wet', she swears to herself, unable to believe it even though it's happening to her. 'Never mind that, I can't believe I could ever get this wet in these kinds of circumstances in the first place! This is horrible, so why!?'

Her body is feeling too much pleasure for her to protest any longer properly, so instead she just moans like a whore. Almost every exhaled breath is accompanied by some kind of high pitch sound. She gave up struggling a while, but her body still jerks against the restrains due to pleasure. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the feeling, trying to at very least imagine good thoughts and pretend having a more desirable partner. No matter how she tries, she can't get the tentacles away from her head. What's more, they're making her cum again. This time, not even she can deny what's happening to her body anymore. She's finally starting to get that her idea of child sexuality does not apply to Nymphs at all. It causes her heart to sway for a little while, and it even makes her want it a little bit. 'Oh, just fuck it! Make me cum!'

She lets out a primal scream as she finally climaxes, but she's not the only one cumming. Gooey white semen sprays into her womb. 'It's coming! It's cumming inside me!' The whole experience is so unreal it should realistically make her faint, but her sanity won't waver. It might feel like a bad dream to her, but she's as awake as she's ever been. The idea always terrified her, but now she has lived it. She was raped from start all the way to finish, and she even came twice through the ordeal. Yet, this is just the beginning of a long day.

The tentacles begin to move, and they swap her position around. Faced away from the hands and her rapist, her butt sticks out in the air. Hands still grab on to her hip, and the tentacle is still sucked deep into her cunny. It starts to fuck her from behind, starting out just as fast as it ended the last round.

She has no way of seeing the action that is happening behind her, but the action in front of her is just as terrifying. There's one more phallic tentacle, and it has pointed its tip straight at her face. She bites her teeth together defending her mouth, but she can't defend her lips properly. Forced to kiss the tip, tries to turn her face away. The moans are getting too unbearable to stifle, and the tentacle is being too forceful anyway. She has no other choice but to let it in against her wishes. It comes in deep, and her tongue is forced to taste it all the way. She won't let herself to suck it, but it doesn't seem to matter, because it starts to facefuck her. But this still isn't the end. Her position is very advantageous for one for tentacle to penetrate her.

Hands on her hips move a little, and the thumbs point towards her anus. They spread it open, teasing it a little, and then the teasing morphs into straight up abuse. Third tentacle touches her, this time kissing her anus. 'No, not my butt! One is already too much, it won't fit! It will break me!' She continues to be proven wrong. The tentacle comes in deep, but neither of the tentacles inside her narrow hips can distract the other one from fucking her with full force. They all rape her holes with tenacity.

Her hands start to jerk against the restrains and her eyes roll back. She cums hard and gets fucked through her long orgasm. Panic is striking her; she wants to get out and rest, but it just keeps getting more extreme. She's being played with on rapist's terms, and she doesn't get to decide when to get a breather.

Suddenly, after a while, they all stop at once, and they all cum into her three holes. Her womb, anus and mouth are all being filled with even more cum. Both the taste and the texture invade her senses instantly, but it's not as disgusting as she anticipated. She's positive she can't just swallow it normally, but she's even forced to do that. Most of the cum is being sprayed straight down her throat, and it feels dizzying. Both her holes tighten up against the pulsating tentacle rods and milk the semen some more, and since they all push forward at once, there's no direction for her body to retreat into.

Tentacle retracts from her mouth, which is left gaping. The taste of semen still permeates through her mouth and she can't believe she likes it. Tongue rolled out, she starts to moan as the tentacles resume raping her holes. The hands on her body move as well, with the left one teasing her clit, and the right one teasing her nipples. 'They just won't stop, won't they…? I'm gonna be here for a while, aren't I…? Raped and used over and over again by these tentacles…'

After seeing so many tentacles and even being caught by them few times, the tentacle rape from the start seemed like the most likely pitfall she could ever fall to, and perhaps the most unappealing at the same time. But now, having experienced pleasure previously unimaginable to her, she's starting to enjoy it. Well, her body is. She can't think straight anymore, but she still can at very least tell herself that she shouldn't enjoy this. But what choice does she have?

At this point, she hopes that maybe Medusa is just teasing her, or maybe just testing her. She hopes she gets saved soon, and she already knows what to do once she sees her again. She will apologize, and she will beg for mercy. She has a feeling she won't be offered any, but at least her chances with Medusa are a little higher than they are with this monster.

And she also hopes, on top of all this, that she will stay sane.

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A marathon of a hundred ejaculations leave Tiara spent, but also thirsting for more. At the end of the long and exhausting road she lays still, unmoving, unable to act on her desires to push herself to do more. Yet, still clinging into what remains of her sanity, and she remains wide awake. Her head is spinning, her back is a mess, and her legs will not be able to carry her anywhere. She might as well be tied to the bed, because she isn't moving anywhere. Her legs still remain spread wide open, offering Medusa a full view of her defenseless, fully exposed body.

Tiara's thoughts are filled with two overwhelming constants that have drowned out everything else; happiness and defeat. In a whirlpool of emotions it almost makes her feel like she's happy to be defeated, and to be honest, it isn't even that far away from the reality. How could she not feel happy having experienced what she just did? Had she not lost, she would've never experienced this.

"Oh, how I love those eyes…" Medusa says, causing Tiaras eyes to wander back towards Medusa. Her dick may be gone, but she isn't done just quite yet. She gets back on top of Tiara, who cannot muster up strength offer anything to Medusa is return. Medusa leans in for a kiss, but does not want to take it from Tiara's lips quite just yet. Instead, she simply voices her desires through words. "I'm going to make you mine…"

Medusa's words bring Tiara's thoughts back to reality. She wonders, why would there be a need for Medusa to "make Tiara hers" anymore? She didn't just lose and suffer a temporary setback. No, she's been imprisoned with every single one of her escape routes blocked. Besides, after being toyed and fucked like she was, how can she not be hers already? As if there was ever any doubt. Tiara almost says it out loud, but does she dare? She knows what's at stake.

"Let's make it official, shall we?" Medusa suggests. "I may have your body, but I still crave for your heart. I want to own you completely… So surrender your soul to me without a fight and I'll gift you a lifetime of happiness…"

Like a bird that has had her wings clipped gazing at the sky, having accepted she will never soar those skies again, Tiara looks at the prospect of freedom and adventure, realizing that it's not going to happen no matter how she tries. On her own she will never grow back her wings and taste freedom again, but who would ever? With both her friends having faced the same fate, she doesn't see it as a possibility. As far as she's concerned, there is no knight riding a white horse coming to save her. It saddens her to think that this is it, but she has to accept her limitations. She's just a weak little girl. Her energy and willpower cannot outlast her physical restrictions, which now feel so crippling and so very insurmountable at the face of a Nymph much greater than her. And now, the chains are on.

It was fun while it lasted, but all good things must come to an end. She accepts her fate, hoping that sexual servitude towards Medusa will at very least bring her some joy. "I surrender…" she finally says.

"So, you will become my toy for life?"

Without putting any more thought into it, Tiara simply replies "Yes", with a smile on her face. Behind that smile may be a feeling of melancholy, but she feels like she's doing the right thing giving up. She accepts yet another kiss from her master to her lips, and she feels something happening. She feels magic flowing through her veins. She can feel a burning sensation welling deep inside her womb and top of her lower stomach.

"Please, accept my gift…" Medusa says, sitting up properly, touching Tiara's pubic region with the tip of her finger. Tiara cannot bring herself to watch, but she can feel magic on her skin. "This brand is eternal, and this brand is mine. You will carry it for the rest of your life as a proof that you belong to me…"

This is what Tiara chose, so she accepts it quickly, again, without any thought. Saying "Yes" to Medusa's demands just feels so easy and effortless to her.

"I'll play with you again", Medusa says, and gives Tiara one last soothing kiss on her forehead. "Thank you, my precious, and please, catch some sleep… Let your body and soul relax… You've deserved it…"

Just closing her eyes is making her want to pass out. Her whole world is still spinning and twisted upside down. She finally falls asleep.

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Once a mighty and feared warrior in the early days of Mormia, she now leads a simpler life. Gone are the days of adventure, which are now but a set of precious memories at the back of her head. She does not need to wear any robes or armor to cover up her bare and slender girly figure, and her arms are determined to not take a life ever again, or even touch a tool of war for that matter. Her entire existence is to serve her new master and her worth as a person can pretty much be summed up in the precious asset between her legs. This asset, of course, is put into good use.

Tiara's new life is easy to say at very least. It depends on your outlook on things. Perhaps from outsider's perspective it would look like a miserable existence that nobody would want to live, but an optimist - or a masochist - would perhaps see the good things in her new life. She doesn't have to try, or work hard, or really do anything else for that matter. Her bare necessities are met with food and rest and she doesn't even have to put any effort in to receive them. Her new home is also a safe place, where she doesn't have to fear for her life. And most importantly, it's a place of never-ending bliss. It's almost as if with every new orgasm she gets to experience the joy of her greatest wish becoming true over and over again without ever getting bored of it. It fills her body with pleasure, and her heart and soul with happiness. In the end, giving up was perhaps the best choice she could've ever made.

It's not like her life now is all the same either, because every day is another new experience for her. There are many different kinds of toys and pets at Medusa's disposal, and Tiara has always a new kind of play waiting for her. Sure, at the end of the day she's the one being played with the most, but she's okay with it, because it feels amazing.

After she woke up the day following her resignation she was thrown down into an inescapable pit of tentacles where she kind of learned she had an affinity for that kind of thing. Sort of. As amazing as it felt to be fucked by a little girl with a magical cock, the way tentacles made her feel emotionally was something else. Sure, she admits that there is a certain unbeatable charm to more fleshy action, where thrusts are accompanied by skin to skin contact and bodies clapping and slapping together, and she kind of misses that with tentacles. With tentacles, there's just seemingly endless length that can never be accompanied by a slap of skin and flesh against her no matter how hard and deep they thrust, and she's not sure if she prefers that. No, actually, she is sure; she does prefer a humanoid lover, or even a beast. What she does prefer though is the sheer amount of everything. The way they pleasure her is almost like each one of the tentacles have a mind of their own. Yet, at the same time, they are led by a single goal, like an orchestra being led by a skilled conductor. It made her realize - before she was fucked too silly to think straight anymore - that she has a thing for bondage and being submitted. For her restrains added another element to her pleasure bringing it to a high she never reached with Medusa. Turns out that her personality, which is that of a masochist, is extremely compatible with her new "occupation", which is that of a meat toilet.

Another thing that she has learned about herself is her fertility. Medusa's sperm couldn't make her pregnant for some reason, but the demon at the bottom of the pit sure could. She had no knowledge if it would really happen, but she had a growing suspicion, which made her a little bit anxious. She doesn't know if she is mentally ready to become a mother, but because she doesn't have much say in the matter, it freaks her out a little. She would also learn that the mark on her belly wasn't just an aesthetic, but it was actually doing something to her during pregnancies. It would grow and transform a little, and it would turn from black into red. She would continue to feel intensified magic from it, and she would learn that it has magical capabilities to increase her lust for pleasure, making it feel like nothing can quench her thirst for more. Was it by design that this all happened, or a mere coincidence? Can the label do these things to her body outside pregnancies? She doesn't know yet, but she has a feeling that sooner than later she will.

She was brought to a special kind of tentacle demon when it was time to deliver the child. The tentacles came from inside fleshy holes that almost looked like massive octopus suckers and they swallowed her arms and legs up all the way to her elbows and knees, making it unable for her to move. At this point, her mark had already turned from red to pink, and from pink to scorching hot white, and her belly had grown large and bulgy. And the demon was still fucking her with its tentacles relentlessly, offering no release or relief.

This brings us to the present time; she's feeling like it can't take much longer, and she's ready to deliver. Little does she know, she is being observed by her master, who wants to see her toy give birth and finally become a mother.

Rapid movement of all the life growing inside her womb is making her feel amazing. Her children are dying to be born, and tentacles finally let it happen. Tentacle larva penetrates her from inside and begin to push out. She is too intoxicated by her pleasure to look down, not that her position or her belly would allow her to see much of the action anyway. She certainly feels it though, and her offspring flails about like a fish wiggling to get away from the hook, bringing forth insane pleasure all the way until it drops down below. Even after birthing, her belly remains as big as before, proving that there is more to come. More larva start to wiggle their way out. Some of them even compete to get out, trying to double the load inside her clutches. Yeah, it's impossible, but the way they make her feel is otherworldly. Demonic childbirth catches her in a violent climax unlike anything she's felt before.

By the time eighth tiny larva exits her, the flat line returns to her belly. There is still one more to come, bringing the sum of larvae to nine. They aren't beautiful or cute children by her definition of those words, but it makes her happy to think that she has the power to cultivate life deep inside of her. No longer is she afraid of this biological function of hers, nor does she think of it as a nuisance; having experienced pregnancy from conception all the way to labor, she now considers her fertility a gift.

"I'm so very proud of you, Tiara…" Medusa says happily.

It makes Tiara happy to hear Medusa's voice after all that time. She had been a toy for demons incapable of speech for a long time, so to be spoken to felt good. Medusa walks up to her and presses her palm against the mark on top of Tiara's womb, making the mark feel unbearably hot and good. Just being touched on top of her belly makes her throb all the way from her vaginal entrance to her uterus.

"I'll have you breed me more pretty little children…" she says, rubbing and caressing Tiara's lower body. "You're a little seedbed for my precious pets, you know… It's your duty…"

"Yes…" Tiara whispers, speaking her first word in a while.

"What's that?" Medusa asks, with a smirk on her face. "Put some enthusiasm into it, Tiara."

"Y-yes, I want to make more babies!"

"That's a good girl", Medusa says joyfully, almost like talking to a little baby, or a dog. Then, she conjures up a new summoning circle underneath Tiara, and the tentacle monster prepares to release her and insert her straight into it. "I'm happy to see you well", Medusa says, waving her little toy goodbye. "See you again soon."

With that, Tiara drops into the same pit where she was impregnated the first time around. The tentacles seem happy and anxious to do it all over again, and she is very accepting. Before long, they cum inside her starting the circle from the very beginning once more. They refuse to let her go until her every orifice is overflowing, and she is close to passing from exhaustion.

…

A week into her new life, Tiara hasn't come to regret giving up. Even though she's forced to have sex almost every waking moment of her life, she continues to double down. No amount of demon cocks and brutal tentacle gang bangs can discourage her from looking at the things from the bright side of life. If there's something that she would love to change though, it's her solitude. She would love to see her friends, who she hasn't even heard of in a week. She likes to think that maybe, just maybe she will get an opportunity to see them sooner than later if she behaves well, so she's making sure to be as good a girl as possible.

There have been other faces though, some of which have surely come from Grove. So far, she hasn't seen many that have had their bellies marked in a similar manner, which suggests that Medusa may not want to do that to anyone unless they consent. Since most Nymphs probably don't simply just want to give up and submit, their absence is expected. The things she has seen also suggest that most Nymphs are not happy to be here. There have been a lot of those who have been scared of being where they are. Seeing other Nymph's resist and terrified always causes her head to sway, but in the end, she's unable to do anything to stop them for being so gosh darn defiant. She can't even speak to them, as is the case now. She bites into a wooden baton while being stuck in a long pillory, getting fucked by wee and skinny winged red demons from behind, all while there's commotion around her.

"Let go of me!" screams the girl who was just brought into this tiny little room. "I don't want to do this, you assholes!"

She appears very feisty, and not scared at all. She struggles violently, and continues to kick and twist trying to get out of the grasp of three demons that are trying to subdue her. They have already managed to strip her down almost completely, suggesting that she's a fresh face. She could even be a virgin. It's starting to sound like she could cry and scream though, but her spirit hasn't been crushed quite just yet.

"I said stop, you fucking wank pheasants!" she protests, still as angry as before. She' just getting more angry as she's left completely naked. "Give me my panties back!"

Tiara can see a little bit, but she really, really can't do or say anything. Her eyes meet with this brown skinned, white haired tiny elf, who despite being angry, is in tears. It seems that meeting Tiara's eyes and seeing her condition, the elf is becoming more scared.

"D-don't you even think about it! I'll kill you if you put it in!"

Her sentence stops with a slap, which causes her to wail pitifully. The demons look pissed struggling to subdue their target, and they're starting to get violent. As she falls to her back and gets pinned down, the first demon tries to insert, but in the last-ditch effort, the elf manages to kick her knee straight into demon's groin. She gets to her feet and starts to sprint, but in the end, she can't escape. Pinned on top of her stomach, she starts to yell in rage again. This time though, she won't speak a word.

Normally, Tiara would just wish that the others gave up just like her, but in the end, she's just an advocate for being a cum dumpster. She may love being rape meat, but she has no desire to force those unwilling to become like her. There's a line for everything, and even in her corrupted heart she knows that this is going way too far. Besides, this whole scene is affecting her ability to enjoy herself.

It finally looks like the demons were able to subdue their target, and based on how her voice just breaks, they even managed to insert. 'Just give up already', Tiara recites in her mind. 'You'll be much happier if you just give in to the pleasure.' She would love to say it out loud.

Again, a while later, the still struggling girl appears next to Tiara, locked to the pillory, having her mouth gagged by a baton as well. She looks to be terrified, and all the signs of anger have been blown off like dust to the wind. Side by side, they both get fucked; one consents, other one doesn't.

At least ten minutes go by without anything really changing for better or worse for the unnamed elf. Well, she's surely pregnant by now, because the demons have cummed inside her few times, but she may not realize this yet. It seems like something else is happening though, because there's more commotion in the room. This time around demons are being attacked, but who would dare? There's a dozen of these tiny demons in the room, and Tiara can't believe anyone would be brave enough to challenge them. Either way, a melee ensures between the demons and what appears to be a small group of Nymphs. Even the demons that bone Tiara and the unnamed elf stop what they're doing and try to assist their allies. It's too late though, and the combat ends in favor of Nymphs very soon.

"S-search for the keys!" one of them says. "Don't worry, Ellie! We'll get you out!"

Tiara is left astonished, breathing and panting heavily. It's still early in the morning, so her day has barely started. Basically, she has all the energy in the world. Her head is still relatively clear as well, but the fact that it ended so quickly and halfway through leaves her wanting more. She feels someone taking the gag off her mouth and looks straight into the eyes of her savior. It's a little blonde girl with blue eyes and a staff in her hand. She appears to be stark naked. "My god, you look absolutely horrible…" she says in a worried tone, which is quickly replaced by one that sounds slightly more encouraging. "Don't worry, we'll get you out too."

Tiara is left speechless. Another Nymph comes to her and the elf, and releases both of them. Tiara falls back, laying her butt on the cold floor, still panting and sighing in heat. She looks at the duo that saved her, which consist of this blonde caster, and an eastern Asian girl with a pair of daggers. Honestly, Tiara expected a larger group. Maybe the demons were really weak? Anyway, while they seem concerned about her, their attention seems to be more on the girl who appears to be their friend.

"Are you okay, Ellie?" the blonde asks.

"N-no, I'm fucking not…!" she replies, in tears. "What the hell was holding you…!?"

"I'm sorry", the Asian girl replies, "but this place is a real maze." She then turns her attention to Tiara. "Are you okay then…?"

Tiara opens her mouth, but she can't even bring herself to speak. That's when the blonde girl offers her a potion. Tiara doesn't really know what she's being offered, but since she can't suspect it being anything bad, she accepts it. Taking immediate effect, it relaxes and cools Tiara down a little bit, but the throbbing down there is not going away. This caster also seems to be reading some kind of spell, but Tiara is not sure what it's about.

"I'll dispel the curse", she says.

Tiara's eyes open up in surprise, and she finally decides to speak. "Y-you can do that…?"

"Yeah… We don't know what it does, but it can't be anything good…"

"It makes it so we can't escape this swamp", Tiara explains.

"Wait, that doesn't make sense", the Asian girl says. "We couldn't escape this place even without the curse."

Tiara is taken aback by the news. "Seriously…?"

"Maybe it's impossible to remove the curse completely", the blonde says, "or maybe it has a residual effect."

"Does it have any other effects?" Ellie asks.

Tiara thinks for a moment, and remembers that there really is one other significant thing it does. "Well… I'm one hundred percent sure Medusa can track us through it…"

"W-wait, what!?" Suddenly, all three seem seriously scared. They didn't know this before, so now, they're obviously surprised by the news. In fact, it almost seems like they don't even know who Medusa really is.

"We need to get the hell out of here then!" the Asian suggests. "Can you move, Ellie?"

"I-I think so… I'll just need one of those potions as well…"

"How about you?" the blonde asks, hands on Tiara's shoulders. "Come with us."

"But…" Tiara replies, almost instinctively, and just like that, she collects some really surprised and confused stares from the three Nymphs.

Even though she has lived her past seven days almost as if it was going to be her destiny, it doesn't have to be that way. She realizes now that she really CAN escape. She doesn't HAVE to be a prisoner after all. It causes a stir in her head, sending her into turmoil, making her think, does she WANT to leave? 'I've been having so much fun', she rationalizes to herself, and looks at the three very confused girls. You wouldn't think that a girl who has accepted a life as a sexslave would be embarrassed about anything, but she's having really hard time saying her true desires out loud.

Finally, Ellie sighs deeply and takes Tiara by her hand. "No buts. Come with us."

In the end, Tiara has no choice but to comply with that request.

…

Very soon Tiara comes to learn that the largest part of the complex is not the actual tower itself, but rather the underbelly that lies beneath Medusa's erect stronghold. She never knew this despite being there for a week, because she doesn't really move that much around. True to what she heard from her saviors, she finds the place to truly look like a labyrinth. Despite this, her new allies seem to know the way out. Well, one of them does anyway; the Asian girl does seem to have a really good memory, while the staff wielding blonde's significantly worse memory is constantly trying to lead the team down the wrong path. Luckily though, they get out from a cave that leads underground, and they find themselves out in the swamplands.

While they escape, they introduce themselves to each other. The caster - who specializes in holy and fire magic - is called Lucia, while the Asian soldier specializing in high-octane combat goes by the name Song. Out of these three - Ellie included - Song is clearly the tallest while also boasting a proportionally slender figure. She really doesn't have much hips to talk about, and her bust straight up doesn't exist. The other two share Tiara's body type, with Ellie being a little shorter. When Tiara inquires them about how they ended up in the swamp, the trio of adventurers admits accidentally stumping across the area about three days ago, and ever since then have desperately looked for the way out. That's when Tiara told what had happened to her.

"You've been here since day two?" Lucia asks in a loud voice, almost as if being unable to believe it.

"And we got caught pretty much after we woke up the next day…"

Ellie, who suffered involuntary confinement for merely ten minutes, looks genuinely distressed at the idea of it being there for a whole week. "That's so awful…"

Tiara can't bring herself to agree. Instead, she just fidgets, a little embarrassed about the whole thing. "I… I honestly thought I would never get out from there… And my body and mind just gave up, and I kind of accepted my fate…" She notices that the three Nymphs listen to her. She was afraid of how they would react. Luckily for her, all she can sense from these individuals is compassion. "It feels so strange to actually be out of there, but… I still feel so empty and defeated…" Tiara admits, speaking without any soul or life in her voice.

"Was that why you found it so hard to leave?" Song asks, to which Tiara simply nods in reply. "Are you scared?"

Well, Tiara has to admit that she IS scared, but scared of what? Scared of losing again? She now knows exactly how weak and powerless she is, and she has no confidence she can survive the world should she fight back and defend her freedom. Then she wonders, could she even be scared of what Medusa might think of her now that she defected and escaped? She can't help but to think that she will be pissed, and that she will surely punish her. In her little head, she's already trying to find the words for what kind of excuse she could make, and what she would do to pay for this. "I… I just think it might've been a bad idea to leave, all things considered."

"Don't you want to get out of this swamp?" Song asks, arms crossed.

"I don't know how to…"

"Then find out with us", Song says, offering her hand to Tiara. "You've met Medusa. You know what our enemy is all about. You can help us defeat the boss."

Tiara genuinely doesn't know what to think anymore, so she locks out completely, unable to continue walking or even look her "saviors" in the eyes. This inability and indecisiveness causes frustration in Song, who clicks her tongue.

"Okay, look. I have no right to tell you how to live your life, but please, at least help us out. We want the get the hell of out here. All we want is for you to NOT drag us down with you, okay?"

"Well, if you frame it like that…" Tiara begins her sentence in a way that she could just outright verbally agree, but her heart is still swaying towards Medusa's desires. The last thing Medusa wants is for her new pet to start helping out her foes, but at the same time, she does sympathize with these three Nymphs for wanting to get out. "I… I think I want to help you…" Tiara finally says. "It's just that… I feel like I really need time to think for myself about life and stuff… I'm going through a lot, you know…"

Lucia shrugs, trying to keep a smile on her face. "We're heading to our hideout. You'll have safety and all the space you need there."

"I just hope we make it back safely", Ellie whispers, with a saddened frown on her face. She's still clearly devastated by what happened to her.

"Cheer up", Lucia says. "That's just one setback, and we managed to save you. Next time we'll be even stronger."

…

Surely enough, the journey to the secret hideout is a safe one. Hidden underneath a crag in the middle of nowhere is a wet little cavern with three side paths, all of which have been explored and cleared out. The place truly is a safe haven for relaxation, and with the curse being dispelled by Lucia, they don't have to worry about being tracked down.

The current plan for the group is to rest and possibly even deal with the pregnancy. It truly was a massive setback for them, because it will possibly take days for Ellie to be able to participate in combat again. If their plan is to defeat Medusa, they will truly need every hand they can get.

Tiara finally gets her peace and quiet, and she lays down in a quiet corner, rubbing her finger across the brand on her lower stomach. She keeps looking at it, thinking to herself that it's the proof she is - or once was - Medusa's property. Even though she's away from her, and even though her curse has technically been dispelled, she can still feel Medusa's magic running through it, and mere touch to the brand causes her to feel intense pleasure.

Other than rubbing her stomach, she's been laying still for a while now, thinking about life, but she hasn't come to any kind of conclusion about what to do. She still feels empty and depressed, because she hasn't really made any decisions for herself for about a week now. It's depressing and it's so very melancholic for her to think that it's over now because despite her newly acquired freedom she doesn't have the strength to try. The prospect of freedom quite frankly intimidates her. Why would she want live in fear and struggle, when she could just throw it all away and live a simple and happy life of pleasure? Why, indeed. She doesn't know what's the point.

She has to admit that even though she was quite happy to get defeated and stay defeated, she doesn't really agree with Medusa a whole lot, at least as far as their guiding principles and philosophy are concerned. Medusa doesn't really seem to believe in violence and killing, but she's more than happy to subdue and oppress others and serve as a dictator even over those unwilling to participate in her crimes against the Nymphs. Tiara, on the other hand, does believe in violence… Kind of. At least as far as the context of Nymphsaga goes. She can't bring herself to sympathize with digital life, which puts her at odds with Medusa. That in of itself should be an easy thing to fix; just avoid the swamp and don't meddle with Medusa. She's not meddling with anyone else except those who enter the swamp, so just stay away. The problem is, nobody can really get away, and Medusa does not seem to be the most forgiving kind, at least as far as Tiara's personal opinion go.

Tiara's biggest concern with Medusa is the way she seems to want to enslave Nymphs to be their sexslaves. Again, she's cool with it personally, because having seen how easy, carefree and pleasurable that kind of life can be, she's willing to submit, but she personally doesn't believe in forcing anyone to do anything. She can never forget the memories she has from the real world about all those innocents who have suffered at the hands of the syndicate she was a part of. Now, around her, she sees Nymphs who do not wish to submit, and as much as her rational brain sees Nymph as an entirely different creature from a human child, she can't get that thought out of her mind; especially not when those very Nymphs now have talked to her and essentially told her "Please help us, we don't want this".

'Man, if it was just me', she tells herself, 'I don't think there would've been any doubt that I would've stayed there forever, but there just has to be other people involved. Why must dealing with other people be so difficult at times?' Tiara, then, remembers something. She once made a promise to herself, a promise that she once vowed to keep and devote her life around, which is to help people. Now she has to begrudgingly admit that she forgot it, all for Medusa's sake. 'After all that I went through outside this wretched world nonetheless. How could I forget?'

It brings her thoughts to her friends, and it causes her to tense up a little bit, making it hard for her to stay relaxed. How or what are they doing? Are they still there, or have they found salvation like Tiara has? Who knows, there could be more groups around the swamp, wondering how the hell to get out. Surely this trio cannot be the only group that has seen success avoiding Medusa's gaze. However, the question that weighs Tiara's mind the heaviest is, "What would they do?". It doesn't weigh on her because of the difficulty of the question. Quite the opposite; it hits her hard because she knows the answer. "Surely, they would try to help me, right…?" she whispers to herself. 'And if that is the case', she continues, containing the words within her head, 'I have the duty to help them as well.'

'Why was it so hard for me to make up my mind anyway', she wonders with the palm of her hand pressed hard against her forehead. 'What have I been doing? What have I been thinking? I'm so pathetic.' It's like her head was being clouded, but now it's clear. Was it the Medusa's control over her? Well, maybe partially, but she does know the true answer deep within her soul.

She's always been like this, from the days in Italy when he looked up to his father without realizing what kind of deadbeat he was. From there, one constant has dominated most of her life, from the way she thinks to way she acts. 'Why do I keep going along with whims of other people? They don't own me. They don't decide for me. This shitty part of me has led me to a life of mistakes, and I STILL haven't learned my lesson? It's about time I start doing what's right for myself and re-devote my life to bettering myself, starting by keeping my promise and helping people.'

She blasts to her feet, loaded to the brim with energy, and she marches away from her hiding towards a quiet discussion that is being held by the trio. It looks as if two of them are trying to comfort Ellie about what happened and try to discuss how to provide her assistance, but this little debate is quickly interrupted as they realize they have company.

"I am SO terribly sorry for being so pathetic", Tiara says and sighs. "I am going to help you, and I'm going to help my friends. Let's team up."

"That's more like it", Lucia says, smiling from ear to ear. "We're so glad to accept your help."

"So, let's get straight to the point", Song says. "What kind of enemy are we looking at?"

"A Nymph, but not like us. She has a vast offensive arsenal and probably even some abilities unavailable to us players." Tiara tries to remember the first encounter she had with Medusa and recalls some details. "I remember Medusa getting nervous when we attacked her, but I don't know if it actually means anything. It might've been a realistic reaction from a smart AI, or it could've been genuine worry."

"Well if she's Nymph, I can't imagine her being physically imposing", Song points out. "She could even have terrible endurance and be easy to take down with good tactics."

"I hate to interrupt our discussion", Tiara says, "but are you three experienced gamers?"

"I'm pretty much a filthy casual", Ellie admits. "I have no experience of competitive VR gaming."

"Yeah me neither", Song also admits. "Experienced casual, but a casual nonetheless."

Lucia rubs her jawline deep in thought. "I kind of am casual as well, but I'm really competitive… I've played as a healer in player versus player environment all my life."

"That's actually perfect", Tiara says, with an optimistic smile on her face. "I'm an ex PvP'er myself. I'm asking, because I do not think that we can use any kind of conventional tactics against this foe. She doesn't operate within boundaries of a programmed encounter. She's more like a self-learning AI, or an AI that is trying to mimic a player."

"I'm guessing we don't know all that she's capable off?" Lucia says.

"Not perfectly, but we can prepare. What's for sure is that she will not try to kill us, and instead will try to imprison us. She has an ability to summon tentacles through portals and even use them to transport Nymphs. So far, I have no idea how to avoid this threat. Her gaze has some magic in it as well, and it has the power to freeze and stun opponents."

"It sounds like she has both the ranged and melee players covered then", Lucia says, nodding. "She can restrain enemies from range, and she can protect against any melee effectively."

"The four of us can beat her", Ellie says, "but what about her allies?"

"Yeah… That could be the biggest problem for us", Tiara says. "I mean, it's easy to say we're gonna surprise and stomp Medusa, but she's got a castle full of minions to assist her."

"What we've been doing is", Song says, "that we go to her castle and try to take out her forces little by little. Based on what we've learned, enemies either don't respawn, or take ages to respawn. Our team setup allows these kinds of hit and run tactics pretty well, since we essentially have two kinds of assassins and a supportive caster."

"It leaves us almost no room for error though", Lucia admits. "We've been really lucky so far… We're so lucky to have a tankier melee join us."

"Yeah, and having two melee players is definitely the key to neutralizing her tentacles", Tiara says. "We can do this", she continues. Ellie already said it once, but Tiara says it again regardless. "We can beat her. Unless she has some crazy power up her sleeve, I'm sure we can win."

To be continued.

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