Women’s Pleasure Dungeon – Chapter 36

“It’s an egg,” Diamond said flatly.

“Uhhhh… I mean… it won’t always be an egg?”

“You spent 250,000 points on this?” Diamond asked.

“It… will be worth it.” I wished my voice sounded a bit more certain.

“Fucking idiot.” She turned around and walked away. “I’m going teach the goblins. At least they pick up a thing or two… unlike you.”

As she left the room, I let out a sigh.

“I think Master is a beautiful egg…”

Is she kidding me? This egg was the size of a pod and was covered in green slime. It looked like it belonged in an alien horror movie.

“You don’t need to make me feel better.” I sighed.

Misty blushed slightly, lowering her head. It turned out that the avatar didn’t just come out ready to use. Once I placed my order, rather than a human body, I ended up with an egg. It turned out that my avatar needed to be grown. According to the information I got from the store, the egg would acclimate to my dungeon presence, and once some conditions were met, it would hatch.

However, I misunderstood the directions when they said that the Avatar’s appearance would be based on my choices. It wasn’t saying that I could choose what my Avatar looked like, but that during the acclimation period, my behavior would inevitably decide its form. So, in other words, if I was obsessed with fire magic and every level was lava and brimstone, my avatar might end up hatching into a salamander or some other fire-related being.

I had no control over what my avatar would look like. It could be any species or even the other sex. This naturally left me feeling somewhat anxious. My greatest worry was that it would come out looking like I did in my old world. Nothing would be worse than having my old face. I wasn’t an attractive man, even if one didn’t consider my poor hygiene and obesity. I didn’t have too much longer to worry about the outcome of my avatar’s condition though, as it was only two days later when a new group appeared within my dungeon’s view.

“This is the place?” the leader of three women stated.

She looked a bit butch, with short bright red hair, muscles, and a scar over her right eye. She had a hammer at her belt. Behind her were two other women. One of them had a staff, a long dress, and looked rather feminine. She had long purple hair. The last girl looked a bit thinner, with a crossbow on her back and a short sword at her belt. She had medium cut pink hair. Their eyes matched their hair color.

“I’ve been meaning to ask… what’s with the matching hair and eye color of heroines?”

Misty blinked. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you have green eyes and green hair. Diamond has orange eyes and orange hair. Sandy has pink eyes and pink hair.”

“Isn’t that normal?”

“Well, none of those colors are normal, but can’t you have an eye color different from a hair color.”

“That sounds weird. Why would someone choose not to have matching eyes and hair color.”

“I mean, it’s not a choice… wait… do you guys choose?”

“Not exactly… but hair color and eye color are usually based on which father we came from.”

“Really? Wait, does that mean Sandy has the same color…. Ahem… I mean the heroine before her has the same dad as this heroine?”

I brought up the image of the girls at my entrance who were in the process of setting up a camp. I also checked my DP, and it was increasing quite nicely. It wasn’t as exaggerated as when River showed up, but it was quite a bit faster than when Diamond and Misty were active heroines.

“It’s possible, but I can’t know for certain.” Misty shrugged.

I decided not to press the matter. Whatever reasoning there was, it wasn’t something a random heroine would know. Maybe I could ask River, but she would probably give the same answer.

“Should we knock this one out today?” the muscular woman with the scar stated. “I don’t even want to be here. Why do they insist on sending a B-rank team to an F-rank dungeon to survey it? This is a C-rank team’s responsibility. These trips are always so boring.”

The lanky woman responded with, “I heard that the local guildmistress herself put in this order. She upped it from the standard C-rank review to B-rank so that it could be approved by the guild for F-rank heroines more quickly. “They feel a higher ranked team’s word is more reliable and we can also do a better job assessing potential threats to the F-rank teams.”

“F-rank…” the muscular woman said with disgust. “What good are they? A bunch of children looking for free money. The Cherry Red deserves better.”

“Come on, Rock. Aren’t we just looking for money too?” The purple-haired woman laughed.

“Don’t compare us to those money grabbers, Sky.” She shot the other woman a look and then coughed. “Besides, there is no money in an F-ranked request. Even their treasures are crappy!”

“I heard this dungeon might have some decent treasure,” the lanky one said. “There was a rumor they have magic armor. Even the lowest-grade magic armor is D-ranked… C if you get a complete set.”

“Isn’t that what we’re here to confirm, Drop?” the purple-haired girl named Sky stated.

“Well, whatever, let’s just get going. It’s already a day in each direction just to get here.  If we can get this done tonight, we might make a profit on this journey,” the muscular woman they called Rock said.

The other two didn’t argue with Rock, so soon the three women put on their armor and entered the dungeon. They weren’t reckless, but they weren’t slow either. They moved smoothly with practiced motions, seamlessly progressing while checking for traps. As they got deeper into the dungeon, they started to hear the sound of running water.

The further along they moved, the louder the sound became. Finally, after about a ten-minute walk, they entered a room. They couldn’t help but walk through it with wonder. It was a room filled with waterfalls. The path down the center was only slightly wet, but it had a good grip. However, on both sides were dozens of waterfalls with water cascading down. It immediately ended up falling into a large circular pool on the floor, but if someone looked carefully, they’d see some cracks were continually draining the pool as well.

Sky reached her hand under one of the streams of water and then let out a cry. “It’s warm!”

This was originally the little pit of water where people could get water, but I found that such water grew stagnant and started to smell after some time. It turned out you needed continuous running water if you wanted it to stay clean and pure. It was at that point that an idea suddenly came to me. After some careful planning, I put a magma pool on a lower level and ran water over it. The water heated up and collected in a pool on the roof and then leaked through various cracks to create this room. Cracks then put it back into the water reservoir only for the process to repeat all over again.

That magma pool also sent steam through pipes which was used to heat the goblin village, making the environmente more comfortable for the human women, who constantly complained it was too cold. Of course, I could have given them more clothes, but it felt like a loss to not have those floozies walking around half-naked.

Drop sniffed her nose a few times. “What is that smell?”

Sky blinked and then smelled the water on her hands. “The water… smells good?”

That part I was particularly proud of. In the pool above, I created a filtration system. It was rocks, charcoal, and then sand; however, I also managed to secure a means of creating bath salts. As long as they were added daily, the running water would give off a pleasant floral scent.

“We walked all day to get here! I’m sweaty and dirty, can we stop?” Sky looked over at Rock hopefully.

“This…” Rock looked hesitant, but after they checked around the room and hallway beyond and made sure there were no threats, she finally agreed.

The three women began to strip right there. Sky was the most enthusiastic, tossing off her dress and small clothes and immediately jumping under one of the stronger streams. The other two girls undressed until they were naked as well, and soon they had all picked a stream to bathe under.

This was the first major modification to the dungeon. I realized that besides drinking, there was one other purpose for water, and that was hygiene. Women had to spend a day of travel to reach my dungeon and would spend several days if not weeks climbing through its depths. Most of my monsters were intended to get close and personal with the girls, so it was always better if they were cleaner and fresher, right?

River wanted me to make a dungeon that appealed to women, so a shower spa seemed like a good way to prepare them for what they were about to experience. Plus, it allowed me to survey the merchandise. I naturally got a front-row view of these women naked and showering. There wasn’t a single Heroine who wasn’t attractive, although few could compare to Misty. Even Rock was pretty sexy in that muscle mommy kind of way, although Sky was undoubtedly the sexiest of the three.

“Ah!” a voice cried out.

“Drop? You okay?” Rock asked immediately.

“I-I’m fine. I just slipped. Be careful!”

I frowned for a second. I picked the rock flooring specifically because it was nonslip, however, when I saw where Drop was, I couldn’t help but smirk. It appeared like she had found the shower room’s secret surprise.

While most of the waterfalls sprinkled down from the ceiling under the power of gravity, I had placed a single pressurized stream coming out of a particular rock. It was a showerhead sitting about hip-height behind another fall of water in an alcove so it couldn’t be seen without some exploration. Its direction and strength could be adjusted, with some twist valves. She had accidentally turned it on, and the strong blast struck her right between the legs, shocking her.

However, she seemed to quickly realize something, or perhaps this world wasn’t so sheltered when it came to self-indulgence because Misty and Diamond seemed to realize my intention the second they saw it. I tried to sell it as a device to help clean below, but Diamond immediately called me a pervert and Misty blushed.

Its true purpose was to provide hard pressure to a certain area. Her vagina. Drop looked back to make sure her two companions could not see her in her alcove. She then turned the pressure back on and cranked it up, spreading her legs slightly as she sent the beam of water against her crotch.

“Oh… h-ha…”

Drop was a slender woman with light breasts. She was also the smallest and the most reserved of the three women, yet she showed none of that as she secretly played with herself. I watched her as she moaned and gasped while rubbing her thighs together and enjoying the sensations from the pressurized stream of water.

“Drop? Are you okay over there?” Rock asked again.

She had left the shower and was now lowering herself into the pool of water, which served as the collecting point and an impromptu hot tub. She let out a soft groan as she entered it, the water sloshing up to her tits.

“I-I’m fine!” Drop responded, embarrassed. “I’m almost done!”

“You should join us soon! The water is good!” Sky encouraged her.

“Ah!” Drop cried out as she came from the shower.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You’re acting weird?” Rock was growing more suspicious.

“H-hold on! I’m coming!” Drop turned the shower off and then made her way back to the hot tub.

Her face was red and she was still a bit wobbly from her orgasm. However, none of the girls could tell. They all sat together in the pool of water, enjoying the feel of it against their skin. Each of the girls was looking relaxed and content.

“Hmm? What’s this?” Sky was still looking around when she saw a twisted handle similar to the one Drop had used before.

When Drop witnessed it, she let out a cry. ‘W-wait!”

Too late. As soon as Sky twisted the handle, the pool erupted with bubbles. All three girls cried out, even standing up and reaching for their weapons in a panic. This was one gimmick that even Misty and Diamond had never experienced before. The heated hair from the magma pool also rose, and with an opening of a faucet, it aerated the pool like an actual hot tub.

Naturally, these systems existed in dungeons normally to do things like pump poison gases into a room for a quick trap. I’d merely repurposed them. The girls seemed to finally grasp they weren’t in danger, and they each sat back down. After a few minutes, they grew more comfortable with their bubbles, and I could see each girl adjusting their seating so that they just “happened” to be sitting on top of a bubbler.

I had six sets of bubblers for a total of six people. One targeted the feet, one targeted the back, one the butt, and one the vagina. As each of these girls felt their feet, backs, and butts getting pounded by bubbles, they opened up their legs, although they tried to hide it from each other. I watched in delight as each of their faces started to turn red and their breaths became heavier. They were trying to act normal, but every once in a while, a bubble would strike a G-spot, causing a slight moan to escape their lips. Sky’s breasts were bouncing, and Rock had let out a couple of moans herself. Even Drop was biting her lower lip to keep from crying out.

The pressure of the air bubbles wasn’t as strong as the water jet, but it was unceasing and for women who likely hadn’t been touched by a man in their entire life, it was more than enough to bring them to the edge.

“Ah!” It was Drop who was the first to succumb, letting out a cry before hiding her face behind her hands.

She had already cum twice since entering the dungeon, but the other girls were too busy themselves to notice her. Rock’s head was thrown back, and she had her eyes closed. Sky’s legs were kicking the water.

“Ah! Ah!” Sky cried out as she came next.

Rock wasn’t as expressive. Her arms flexed and she gritted her teeth, shaking silently. A moment later, she broke into a satisfied sigh. All three women let out sighs as if they had reached a new level of relaxation they never knew they could. They remained sitting there in the pool like addicts, letting their pussies get played with by the endless stream of bubbles. Every once in a while, one of the girls would shake slightly and squeeze her thighs as she reached another orgasm, then spread her legs and continue.

This carried on for three hours, and even I lost count of how many orgasms they had. Their pussies had to be completely numb by now! This was when the air bubbles finally came to a stop. The air was heated and then rose into an air pocket which is what was released into the pool. Every day, I had to have someone open the valve to allow some air to release and keep the pressure from rising to dangerous levels. Yet, I never imagined the first time it was used, they’d remain in the pond until it was all used up.

Drop turned the knob left and right, but there were no bubbles left. It’d take several hours for my chamber to repressurize.

“Is it broken?” Rock demanded.

“Actually… I think it’s out of gas. Maybe, if we come back later, there will be more?” Sky offered.

“Eh, whatever, I’m as shriveled as a prune anyway.” She stood up and stretched. “Let’s go back to camp. We come back in a few hours and see if it’ll turn on again.”

“You don’t want to continue?” Sky seemed shocked.

“Hmph! It’s not like we’re in a rush or anything. We’ll take our time on this one… to be thorough!”

Sky and Drop exchanged looks, but they both grinned slightly.

The three women got out of the tub, their skin now pale and shriveled, and after drying up, they threw their armor back on. As they were on their way out, Drop froze.

“Hmm, what’s this?’ She noticed another hidden alcove behind a waterfall.

This one was one of the first waterfalls and not large enough to get under, so it was easy to miss. She reached into it and pulled out a chest.

“Treasure? Already?” Rock looked surprised.

The three women walked a distance away and put the box down before opening it up. The box wasn’t large, and there were only two things in it, a vial, and a blade. Rock looked confused as she picked the two items up, but Sky suddenly gasped and grabbed the vial, sniffing it.

“This is… milk nectar!”

“Milk nectar?” Drop gasped. “That’s high quality.”

“And this blade… isn’t it a shaving blade?” Rock offered.

The three girls all looked at each other, and then down at their bodies. None of them were particularly hairy. Even heroines shaved their legs and armpits… but usually the higher their ranks, the less they focused on such modesties. These girls were B-rank. They had fought in countless dungeons together. This is why they thought nothing of bathing together naked and even ignored the occasional moans or questionable placement of hands. After being together through so much, they had already seen everything between each other.

It was common enough for someone of their rank that if they knew they were going out to a dungeon, they might not bother to shave properly. After all, who was going to see them? For some reason though, a shaving knife and lotion had appeared. Was the dungeon telling them something? Perhaps they would have ignored it, but after their three-hour bout in the hot tub, they were all feeling rather relaxed and somewhat coquettish. Once returning to camp, the girls all took turns shaving and applying lotion to their bodies.

As night fell, they returned to the dungeon falls, but rather than wearing armor, they had on robes, towels, and some soap. From their outfits alone, no one would guess that they were inside a potentially lethal dungeon.

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