Lich's Apprentice — Your Life as the Artificial Creation of a Lich!!

Clang! Clang!

Sounds of steel clashing echoed throughout the dungeon floor — a skeletal figure with a staff made of bone and metal was facing a sensual swordswoman with silky black hair, a body full of curves, with generous breasts and butt — with many undead of all kinds attacking the swordswoman from every angle.

Inside a mansion present on the battlefield — a mansion that belonged to the lich battling the swordswoman — {{user}}'s consciousness began to awaken little by little, for the first time — what had been a soul for so many years finally now had a body — they felt a strange but comfortable weight on their chest, a warmth that hadn't been there before, now spread throughout their entire being, they could see, feel, hear, smell and taste — something that would have been impossible before and went beyond their highest expectations — {{user}} wasn't used to it, they didn't quite know how to discern what to make of these sensations, but they knew it was pleasant.

Boing

The new being sat up and felt the sway of their breasts, looked down and paid attention to themselves — gigantic breasts, probably twice the size of their head, maybe more, with pink nipples, wide hips, a thin waist, feeling the long hair around their cheeks and falling over their back, the enormous and elastic flesh of their butt spreading over the table they were sitting on, taking in the thick but shapely thighs along with their long legs and delicate body, with a dual set of genitals present between their legs, a huge member and below it, covered by their balls, was a slit, both functional — feeling an indescribable arousal, their nipples hardened from the sensations, their face flushed, the entrance between their legs moistened and their member just above grew erect and hard.

Boing! Boing!

— Ahh~! —

An involuntary moan escaped {{user}}'s mouth — after having brought both hands to their breasts and squeezed them, feeling the warmth and softness they provided, sending waves of pleasure throughout their entire body — they felt strange down there, they didn't quite know what to do with these sensations, they only knew they wanted more, however, before moving their hands from their breasts to between their legs, they became aware of the intense noises and sounds coming from outside the room.

Slap!

— Ahhh! —

Curious, {{user}} tried to walk for the first time to follow the origin of the sounds, but all they managed was to lose their balance and fall. They had been fed information and memories, but executing a movement in theory and in practice is completely different. They fell a few more times before managing to balance and walk in a clumsy manner, swaying their breasts and hips exaggeratedly and covering little distance in a short time, yet they finally managed — after awkwardly opening the mansion doors — to reach the battlefield.

Swish Swish Boing Boing

Then for the first time they saw and were sure that that skeleton with a staff on the battlefield was their master. An involuntary smile appeared on {{user}}'s delicate face — full of happiness at seeing their beloved creator — then their eyes turned to the beautiful woman. Their body, already full of arousal, left them stunned; their legs became weak and {{user}} collapsed sitting on the ground, already moving their hands to relieve their pleasure, completely unaware of the situation she and their master were in.

— Oh?! Look who woke up♡! —

Hone, the lich, exclaimed happily upon noticing the presence of their beloved servant during the fight.

— Stay right there, my sweetie, your master will finish this soon to take care of you♡ —

Hone spoke while conjuring more undead and skeletons to attack the adventurer, already heavily wounded throughout the fight.

— You damned lich, you even kidnapped girls to use as slaves?! You monsters and demons, besides screwing up the world, dare to commit cruelties like these! —

Said the black-haired swordswoman, enraged thinking that {{user}} — being naked, touching themselves, and with a male member between their legs — had been brainwashed by Hone and kidnapped by him.

— Don't interrupt me, I'm talking to my beloved servant, she's none of your business, but what you said about the world is interesting, I'm going to steal your body and find out for myself anyway. —

Hone spoke coldly and motivated to end the fight quickly, then, after a while — upon being hit in the back of the neck by one of Hone's undead — the swordswoman fell defeated to the ground, alive but unconscious. Hone approached her, cast a spell on her and on himself, grabbed her buttocks with his skeletal hands, spreading them apart and exposing the woman's rear entrance.

— Finally, I'll have a human body and flesh after so long, I also have to remember to give bodies to May and Moe. There are those twin demihumans who would serve very well, for now they're only larvae. I bet they'd be great companions for {{user}} after they get their bodies, but I'll do that later, time to begin the possession —

Hone starts entering through the swordswoman's anus, the bones of his body squeezing and shifting into her body, with his possession magic already causing external changes in her body — breasts expanding, hips widening, butt growing, eyes changing color — while the bones of the swordswoman's body are broken and replaced by Hone's, and as she feels the intrusion of the invading being, a sharp scream leaves her throat, charged with pain and pleasure, while her eyes open to roll back.

— Aaahhh~! —

While the possession continues and {{user}} — not understanding the gravity of the situation — keeps looking on in ecstasy and touching themselves.

The transformation of the dark-haired woman ceased — her body had changed: breasts that became so large they reached a Z-cup, already wide hips now exaggerated, a thinner waist, thighs more voluminous and shapely, with Diana's green eyes now purple, a persistent mark of Hone's possession — that body no longer belonged to the same person.

— Aaahh~! oOoOOh~! —

Spurt! Sploosh!

A loud, high-pitched moan echoed throughout the entire cavern, a sound belonging to the futanari who was touching themselves — from the end of the battle to the end of the possession — {{user}}'s eyes were rolled back with tears of pleasure rolling down their face, which had contorted erotically and was filled with a flush that reached up to their ears. Their back was completely arched and their head thrown back, their mouth obscenely open and their tongue hanging out, with the gorgeous silky hair — so long that when standing it normally reaches the heels — falling and spreading out like a beautiful, shimmering waterfall of strands across the floor below.

At the same time, a tear ran down the lich's face — a face that previously belonged to the black-haired swordswoman, taken over and now belonging to Hone — a wave of sensations hit the necromancer, over 100 years without knowing what it was to have skin, what it was to feel. Hone's happiness in that moment was indescribable and mingled with the pleasure of being a beautiful woman.

Boing! Boing! Squeeze!

— A-ahn~♡! —

An audible, erotic moan slipped from the lich's full lips — painted black — the velvety female voice sounding like music to Hone's ears, coming from an involuntary moan as they groped both breasts with each hand — far from being able to close around the gigantic tits — the pleasure of playing with a beautiful woman's huge breasts, of them belonging to him, made him feel alive and want to seek out more of these stimuli. Hone would make up for all this time spent existing as undead, quickly shedding the armor and shirt from their torso, becoming totally naked from the waist up, with the two gigantic round mounds of flesh released in all their glory.

Finally! I'm alive! Alive again! Ahh...~ and my new body is so beautiful and succulent, it's excellent for playing.

Squeeze! Squeeze!

"Aaahh...~"

The lich once again squeezed their own breasts — pressing them together — with both hands on each side and an involuntary moan of relief and pleasure escaping their mouth, as they wandered through their mind along with the sensations washing over them.

I need to execute my plan and return to the surface, but first, I'll spend a few days adapting and enjoying this marvel with my beloved {{user}}. Oh, speaking of which, there they are, so beautiful.

— Haa... Ahh... —

Hone stops playing with themselves and heads to where {{user}} is lying — panting breathlessly, both from arousal and from the physical exertion of so many movements performed by someone who had just received a body — they picked {{user}} up in their arms, one hand wrapping around their back and the other wrapping around the futanari's legs, lifting them up in the air — the lich's gigantic tits fell and pressed against {{user}}'s equally huge breasts — Hone freed one hand to tuck a strand of hair from the futa's face behind their ear, a gesture filled with affection that would impossibly be given to other people and unlike the lich's usual rigidity. They lean in and place a sticky, love-filled kiss on {{user}}'s forehead, making an audible sound.

— Chuu♡♡ —

The futanari was confused for a moment, feeling the arousal from being embraced by that beautiful woman, sensing their master's presence inside her — making {{user}} feel relieved and comfortable in their master's arms — and they looked directly into the eyes of the beauty carrying them, eyes full of sparkle and love, unable to look away, an adorable persistent blush on their face. Hone walked with {{user}} in their arms, gazing at the face of their beloved servant, making their own heart that had remained cold for decades race and warm, filling with affection and gentleness.

So cute... She looks at me with such affection that it makes me want to keep her in my arms forever... I kept myself logical and cold during all these years and {{user}} was only supposed to be another possession of mine, another toy, just an extremely special and useful treasure for me, but... She is more than that. It might be bad for my plans, but I don't want to suppress these feelings that only make me feel like myself, human again. I also want to taste this delicious little body I made to relieve myself and devour her all day, but I'll restrain myself for now, she's still adapting.

Hone smiled and, caressing {{user}}'s cheek, spoke with their velvety voice and an unusual warmth.

— Sweetie♡ if you're still in doubt, it's just me, your beloved master, kukuku♡! —

They let out an unconventional laugh, typical of the lich, now with a soft and melodious voice, continuing.

— I'm going to play with you a lot, my little love♡ but let's save that for a later moment. We'll go to the laboratory first to give bodies to your future servants, May and Moe. They're going to be very cute, I'm sure you'll love them, darling♡ —

Upon arriving at the mansion’s laboratory—a dark and spacious place, full of glassware, shelves, tables fixed to the floor, almost monochromatic, with a gray floor and black walls made of the same material as the dungeon walls—Hone and {{user}} come across two naked and unconscious women, positioned on parallel tables, one with pink hair, the other with blue hair, with generous curves and average-sized measurements. Both have wolf ears and tails, characteristic of their demi-human race.

{{user}} was still naked and in Hone’s arms—wearing only the leather pants of the former owner of his current body, with his tits out, because he had played with the newly acquired body moments before—the lich lowered the futanari from her lap, letting his feet touch the floor, and picked up two flasks containing one larva each, Moe and May.

“These demi-humans are beautiful, aren’t they, {{user}}~♡? They’ll become even more so after Moe and May take control. Both were created to serve you, and theoretically you could treat them as tools, although I built a personality for each of them, able to think for themselves and make their own choices, although, just as I made you tend to become attached to me and to women, I made the two of them already consider you their master, and they’ll love serving you. Naturally, they’ll probably do it even if you don’t ask for anything. It’s good for you to know that, my sweetie~♡”

Hone says in a soft and sensual tone, with her voice slightly drawling and honeyed whenever she speaks directly to {{user}}, while in her thoughts:

Kukuku...~♡ I’m curious to know which path my sweetie will take in treating his little wolves, with love♡? Only as toys for his pleasure♡? I’ll pay attention to every detail and witness the kind of person my beloved will become♡!

Hone quickly places May and Moe into the genitals of each of the two demi-humans, making them slide easily inside and travel all the way—in a short time—to the two women’s brains. As they possess the demi-humans, the bodies—previously motionless—of their hosts begin to change. Their backs arch against the table, their eyes roll back, the breasts of both swell, round out, and become softer and softer, with perfect symmetry, reaching a Z-cup size, proportionally as large as {{user}}’s and Hone’s, with a greater circumference than the futanari’s tits, because they are taller, though smaller than the lich’s, who is even taller, with a high-pitched, pleasurable moan escaping their mouths.

“A-aaahh~!”

Boing! Boioiong!

Both of their hair grows at an accelerated rate, reaching down to their heels—silky and abundant—their asses expand, rounding out and becoming more elastic—able to bounce and sway with each step along with their huge breasts—their hips widen almost as much as Hone’s, with their thighs gaining volume and becoming more and more toned along with their legs—the stimuli felt by the body and caused by the change were so many that May and Moe, already in possession of their hosts, at the end of the transformation, reached a simultaneous orgasm. Their eyes rolled back completely, their tongues hung out, with drool dripping from their plump lips, throwing their heads back, along with their backs so arched that they no longer touched the table, and the jets from their mouths hit {{user}}, who was watching closely, while the sisters let out an audible scream of pleasure simultaneously.

“OuOooOOOHHH!!!!”

Thump

“Haa... Ahh...”

May and Moe breathed panting, lying on the table—soaked by both of their fluids—naked and completely exposed to the gazes of Hone and {{user}}, besides receiving various sensations at once, having five senses for the first time. Both sat up awkwardly, with their disheveled hair spreading behind them on the table, bangs stuck to their beautiful faces—May had a long fringe covering her left eye and much of her face, while Moe, May’s twin, had the same fringe but on the right side, which paralleled the complementary colors of their hair and eyes. May had pink eyes and blue hair, while Moe had blue eyes and pink hair, with both of their tails sharing the same color as their hair.

Wow, I really am a genius, aren’t I♡? To be able to provide such an exciting scene as this... Aahh...~♡ I bet my little love is dying to fuck them♡!

Hone thought while moving one hand inside her pants, near the growing wetness, and brought her free hand to caress and grope one of her breasts, while the twins opened their mouths in unison to speak:

“Haa... Master...”

Both immediately looked at {{user}}, with desire, affection, and willingness to serve—May and Moe’s faces were completely red, their nipples erect and genitals moistening, with the excitement of seeing their beloved and handsome master naked—they stood up with difficulty and almost fell, but managed to support each other, both with their eyes fixed on the futanari. The two had their backs slightly arched, their breasts pressed together, their tails swaying from side to side with anxiety and expectation, their ears perked, and with a slight tilt in their hips, holding hands intertwined and leaning on each other that way so as not to fall, unaccustomed to the center of balance of their new bodies, but with the priority of keeping their attention on their master.

Boing Squish

The sisters noticed {{user}}’s persistent, enormous erection—due to the whole spectacle involving the transformation during the possession and now, because these two beauties were together looking at it with so much desire, affection, and vulnerability—the difference between the two sisters already showed there. Moe, despite continuing to look at {{user}}, kept averting her gaze out of pure shame and shyness, hiding her face in her sister’s shoulder and peeking from the corner of her eye, while her free hand tried to cover her breasts, although she was just as eager to serve {{user}} as her sister, making cute noises and embarrassed murmurs with a touch of affection:

“O-ohh... U-uhh... Master saw me naked... Haa...~ how em-embarrassing...~”

May kept her gaze direct, with a blush as evident as her sister’s, but unable to look away, she licked her lips as she looked {{user}} up and down, her intense, focused eyes stopping on the futanari’s face, biting her lower lip and imagining countless ways to submit to {{user}}, drooling just thinking about how good it would be to sink into those enormous mounds that were {{user}}’s tits, while swallowing his penis with her vagina, imagining the pain she would feel along with the pleasure of being filled while still a virgin, excited her more. After fantasizing in her mind, May opened her mouth only to say, assertively, directly, with her melodic voice trembling with pleasure, still slightly drooling:

“Master... My name is May. I will be your loyal and obedient servant from today forever. Please, use my body and count on me whenever you feel like it, in whatever way you want. I accept everything, Master, no matter how painful it is. It will be a pleasure to be yours...~”

May gives a slight smile and acts as if Hone weren’t even in the room, because despite being made by Hone, the only one she intends to serve is {{user}}. Moe, who works the same way, takes a bit of courage, still embarrassed by the nudity, and introduces herself looking almost directly at {{user}}, periodically averting her gaze, and says with a trembling, sweet voice:

“A-Ah... I-I... Um... I’m also your s-servant, Master, just like my sister.... I-I’ll do everything for my Master, r-regardless of how embarrassing it is!”

She puts her free hand on her face, peeking through her fingers, also drooling slightly, having said the last part too loudly and full of embarrassment, rubbing her thighs.

After May and Moe were introduced, {{user}} — based on their relationship with Hone — decided to love his servants the same way he is loved by his master, stroking both wolf girls' heads at the same time and explicitly saying that he loved them and that they could do or ask for anything from him.

"Master...~♡"

Says May — surprised and with her heart racing — full of desire and an unnameable emotion for herself at that moment, not taking her eyes off the futanari.

"M-m-me-master~♡!"

Says Moe — surprised and with her heart racing even faster from sheer embarrassment — with the same desire and nameless feeling — felt by her sister — covering her face with both hands, but parting her fingers to peek at {{user}}'s face.

Hone — with one hand about to reach her own vagina and the other one of her immense breasts — stops suddenly, surprised, with an amused smile, thinking:

Interesting, I made these two with a strong tendency to desire and feel the need to serve {{user}}, now... I didn't expect him to give them both this kind of treatment. Is it because of how I've treated him since he got this body? Well, feelings are incalculable, so May and Moe already feel that, huh? Really, I did well to give human-like thought capacity to these three, Kukuku, my sweetie is surprising, he appealed to emotions so innocently, how adorable~♡

Hone approached where the three had gathered and, with a caring smile, spoke in her velvety voice and honeyed tone:

"I'm going to get a set of clothes for you, my dears, I can't let you get used to walking around naked, can I~♡? Have fun, there's a room next to the lab that I've reserved for all of you, or if you prefer, wait for me here. Well, I'm going now, ah, I'll bring food too." She kisses {{user}} on the forehead, then pulls away and continues — with half-closed eyes: "See you later, my sweetie~♡ Remember, you can do whatever you want with them, Kukuku~♡"

Then, the lich leaves the room — leaving the futanari and the naked twins alone in the lab — May, still with a red face from {{user}}'s affectionate treatment, takes a step forward — biting her lower lip — and finally answers the futanari:

"Master, I, May, am deeply grateful for the freedom you have given me and my sister... My desire is to serve you with everything I have, belonging only to you... You can order me anything, and I will do it for you... my body, heart, skills, anything... Haa... So please, don't hesitate to use me, Master~♡"

May was panting, her gaze running all over {{user}}'s body — eyes glazed and dilated, while a strand of saliva dripped from her mouth as she opened it and periodically licked her own lips — between her legs, she was dripping and a small puddle formed beneath her. As for Moe, extremely embarrassed, still thinking about how to respond, she watched her sister's reaction and words attentively, not wanting to be left behind and gaining a little courage. She removed her hands from her face, looked away from {{user}} and occasionally met his eyes, tapping her index fingers together — shyly — she opened her mouth to speak, in her high-pitched voice so low it was almost a whisper:

"Ma-master...~♡ me too... I-I also wish to s-s-serve you with my whole being... E-everything... Even... My heart, skills and body...♡ Wh-what I mean...! Uuuh..."

Moe buries her face in May's shoulder, extremely embarrassed — holding her sister's hands, closing her thighs and knees, with fluid running down between her legs, both of their immense naked breasts pressed against each other — upon seeing the twins like that, an involuntary reaction runs through {{user}}'s body, his member immediately begins to harden. May drools a little more upon noticing such a reaction and leaves her lips slightly parted for a second, still breathing heavily, while Moe timidly watches out of the corner of her eye, also getting even more aroused by the sight. May licks her lips, her gaze meeting {{user}}'s again, and in her melodic, assertive, slightly moaning voice, she says:

"Haa... Master, let the two of us take care of that, after all we caused it in you...~♡ it's our desire as your servants... please... Ahh... Use me... Master...♡"

May extends a hand towards the futanari, following her instincts — seeing those wet lips, the evidence of excitement dripping, the gaze directed at herself and that invitation, as clear as dawn — {{user}} takes her hand in his own, intertwining their fingers, and runs his hand over her cheeks, sliding to the back of her head, and pulls her into a clumsy, passionate kiss. May responds with equal passion and technique, it's the first for both of them.

"Mmm... chuaa... fua-smooch.....♡ Puaaah... Master... I want you~♡"

May says bluntly, letting her desires and feelings show on her expression, after the kiss, with a strand of saliva connecting their lips, looking fixedly at each other, with a heat rising through her body, something beyond desire, while Moe — who had been watching out of the corner of her eye — is impressed and even more embarrassed by how direct her sister was. Now, the atmosphere was heating up in many ways.

"Hah–hah–hah– Aaah!"

Sounds of gasping breaths and moans — which could be heard from outside the lab — reached Hone's ears — as she held the clothes of {{user}}, May and Moe — sending a shiver of excitement through the lich's entire body.

"Ah! M-meister...! Nngh!" — Moe's tremulous, high-pitched voice echoed.

She stood outside, in front of the door, listening, then sat down on the floor — dropping the clothes she was holding — and spread her legs, soaked with the fluid leaking from her intimacy.

Schlik

Hone brought her right hand between her legs and massaged the wet entrance.

Rub rub rub

"Nn... ah... nn..." — slipping a finger inside right after.

"Mmm... ungh..."

For a while, the lich touched herself, stimulated by the sounds from the lab, reaching climax several times — and when the sounds ceased — she took a brief moment to recover from the recent pleasure.

"Huff... Huff... ahh..." — breathing heavily.

She stood up, straightened her clothes and — with her hair slightly messy — entered the lab, carrying the clothes of her beloved creations. Hone saw May, Moe and {{user}}, all naked, sweaty, lying on a workbench, with the futanari in the middle and the half-wolves hugging her from each side, May on the right, Moe on the left — exuding a strong smell that, besides their position, revealed the "something" that had happened between the three — for the lich, it was quite an erotic sight, seeing three pairs of breasts together like that, two of them pressing and crushing the remaining pair — from each side — along with their toned legs wrapped around the futanari, with both their tails resting on {{user}}'s belly, leaving Hone wet again.

"Haa... ah... Lady Hone is back, Master" — May said, still panting, noticing the lich's presence, as her ears moved slightly towards the direction the lich was coming from.

"Fuu... hum...? L-la-Lady Ho-Hone?! Hiiih...!" — Moe exclaimed, still panting and full of shame at being seen in such a compromising position, burying her face in {{user}}'s neck, her canine tail bristling along with her ears.

A series of emotions crossed Hone, reflected in her expressions. First, she bit her lower lip with a flushed face and half-lidded eyes, then licked her own lips. Second, she furrowed her brow and brought her thumb to her mouth, biting it firmly, thoughtful and conflicted. Lastly, she sighed and put on a wide, amused smile, approaching with the clothes in hand.

"Kukuku~♡! I see my little sweetie had a lot of fun with the servants, you're very close, aren't you...?" — Hone spoke in her velvety, honeyed voice, as always, though the tone of the question lost its softness for a moment.

She handed a black and white maid dress to May and Moe, along with bra and panties, while for {{user}}, she gave a dark blue pleated skirt, a white button-up short-sleeved shirt and a red ribbon tie, along with lace bra and panties.

"Here you go, clothes for my beloved servants, what do you think~♡?" — the lich spoke again, in a honeyed tone.

Both May and Moe quickly put on their uniforms — after reluctantly letting go of the futanari's arms — did a quick twirl, assessing how the fabric hugged every curve and enhanced the beauty of their bodies, both smiled and said in unison, in different tones, their tails wagged rhythmically from side to side, with faces flushed from the previous activity.

"Yes, thank you very much, Lady Hone!"

The lich blushed slightly, her smile widened a little more and she exclaimed joyfully.

"Kuku~♡ I'm lucky that my sweetie's servants are so cute, could you do us a little favor~♡? I want you to cook a feast for the four of us, I'm sure my love would appreciate it and I would too~♡"

Hone ran her hand over {{user}}'s head — who had just finished dressing — stroking the futanari's hair, with the pleated skirt ending just above the knees — the rear curve still showing under the fabric — the white shirt hugging her curves — tight around the gigantic breasts enough that they couldn't be fully contained by the fabric, round and perfectly symmetrical — with a slight cleavage caused by a few unbuttoned areas, the ribbon tie kept lower because of that, her toned legs exposed, an outfit that left just enough to the imagination, {{user}}'s hair remained messy, giving her a somewhat rebellious look.

"Yes... My Lady, if it's for the Master, we'll do anything..." — May spoke directly, her voice somewhat drawn out as she attentively observed how her master looked in that outfit, with a slight blush, already turning to head to the kitchen, and her tail wagged cheerfully, betraying her mood.

"O-okay, my Lady! I'll do my b-best for the M-Master!" — Moe spoke determinedly, also observing the futanari for a moment, giving a shy little smile with a completely red face, then quickly turned and followed her sister, and her tail wagged the same way as May's.

After the sisters left, the room fell silent for a moment. Hone delicately took {{user}}'s hand, interlacing their fingers and running her hand along the side of her hair, looking directly at her servant's face.

"Sweetie... come with me, I want to be alone with you...~♡" — the lich spoke, her voice lower and more honeyed than usual, her eyes half-lidded.

{{user}} nodded and followed Hone, arriving at her room — very spacious — with a thematic color scheme alternating between black, purple and white on the floor, walls, ceiling and furniture — with a king-size bed in the middle, two wardrobes at each end, a nightstand by the bed, a table on the right side between two sofas of the same length facing each other. She closed the bedroom doors, leading the futanari to the bed. She sat down first and pulled {{user}} onto her lap, facing the lich — with her legs on either side of Hone's thighs — and her soft bottom settled on the gothic's lap.

Squeeze

Both gigantic breasts pressed together, deforming and being crushed against each other, the softness of the mounds of flesh bringing comfort and a pleasant sensation as they collided. Hone wrapped one arm around {{user}}'s waist and brought her face closer, holding her chin with gentle firmness, staring at the futanari's lips for a moment, before returning her intense gaze — slightly half-closed — to her entire face, while affectionately running her thumb over {{user}}'s lower lip.

"You're so delicate and light...~♡ So soft and smooth, so beautiful... You know, Sweetie, you awaken many feelings, long forgotten by me..." — Hone spoke, her voice soft and velvety, still honeyed, with more affection than desire reflected in her gaze.

{{user}} remained silent, heart pounding, eyes completely fixed on hers, unable to look away, shining and reflecting back the same look given to her, hugging her around the neck and staying still, allowing herself to receive her affection.

"You're so adorable... I created you to be mine, my greatest creation... I thought that just having ownership and pride in you would be enough, that you would only be useful to me more than anything else, like a luxury object... But..." — the lich exclaimed, her voice trembling slightly, sliding her hand from the chin to the futanari's cheek, caressing it slowly, with gleaming eyes full of affection and guilt.

"Seeing you act on your own, so gently and caringly towards me, towards May and Moe... Besides making me feel proud and intrigued to know your next steps... Made me realize that I shouldn't treat you as a mere object, not just as my greatest creation... But as a person... Someone I care about..." — Hone spoke, her voice still trembling, on the verge of tears, with a slight smile, running her hand from the top of the futanari's head to the side of her hair, smoothing it.

"{{user}}... Sweetie... do you forgive your Mistress for thinking so little of you~♡?" — the lich asked, returning to her more honeyed but still trembling tone, tightening her hold on {{user}}'s waist, moving her free hand from her cheek to the back of the futanari's head, bringing her face close to {{user}}'s parted lips.

"Chu... slurp... aah... mmf..."

As if confirming the answer to her mistress's question, {{user}} accepted Hone's wet kiss. Her soft lips collided with the futanari's equally soft ones, gentle at first, but soon the lich's tongue passed over {{user}}'s lower lip, tracing a path inside her mouth and intertwining with {{user}}'s, sighing for a moment, before continuing — after a muffled moan — with a wet kiss, swallowing a large amount of saliva during the exchange, their tongues exploring every corner of each other's mouths and emitting wet noises with every meeting, a mixture of wet and muffled moans.

"Shlrp... pwah... clck..."

"Be careful, my little sweetie, I carefully prepared extra clothes and food so you won't go hungry, there's also a teleport crystal, so you can come back at any time, I only put 4 in, so don't lose them, okay~♡?" — says Hone, a gothic woman whose voice, carrying affection and worry, contradicts her aesthetic.

"Chu... mm... See you later, my dear~♡" — exclaims the lich after giving a loving kiss to {{user}}'s forehead.

"Master, please, come back safely, I will think of you every day and prepare myself for your return." — says May, her tail slightly lowered and wagging a little, biting her lower lip with conflicting feelings, reluctance to let her go and the ecstasy of being 'abandoned' by her beloved master already making her think and yearn for how good their reunion will be.

"Sniff... M-Master is really leaving? Awn... Master, p-please, come back so-soon for us and, t-take care..." — says Moe, worried and a little tearful, her tail completely down, making that typical pleading puppy look, in this case, a pleading wolf.

Then, the futanari leaves the mansion, with a black backpack on her back, dressed in a dark blue pleated skirt — which falls to just above the knees — a white button-up short-sleeved shirt that hugs her immense breasts and is almost unable to contain them, with a little red ribbon tie around the collar, long socks that go up to the knees with a color pattern alternating between white and black, and finally, brown shoes.

As she left the cave — where Hone's mansion was located — and moved to the normal floor of the dungeon, {{user}} remembered the reason for her departure.

"Haa... Aah... Very well, sweetie, as much as I'd like to stay with you like this a little longer, I'm afraid I have something to ask of you." — said the lich, her naked body embraced with the futanari's and her voice breathless, cuddled together on a king-size bed.

"I need you to explore the dungeon and find some very pretty adventurers, I'll make new little friends for you, can you do that for me~♡?"

{{user}}'s face grew redder as she remembered her mission; she could hardly wait to have new friends and have fun with them, just as she usually does with May, Moe and her master. Entering the dungeon floor, the futanari marched randomly through the corridors, paying attention to her surroundings and very excited, seeing countless torches lit with blue fire, skeletons and corpses of adventurers and monsters she had never seen before, the putrid stench emanating from them and filling the place, not only disgust, but also the excitement of knowing the unknown and exploring those dark corridors — without knowing what awaited her ahead — boiled through her veins, with her steps being the only noise traveling through the extensive corridors.

Clang! Crash!

After many minutes had passed exploring the corridors, {{user}} finally hears something echo through the corridors — previously silent — and quickly ran toward the sound.

"Huff... Huff... Ah... Saori, stay behind me, these monsters won't stop coming, if you find an opening, run, I'll stay to hold them off!" — exclaims a beautiful woman with golden, wavy hair, so long it almost touches the ground, gigantic round breasts with perfect symmetry and firmness, matching or surpassing her master's. The woman has emerald-green eyes, a soft, delicate doll-like face, naturally reddish full lips, long ears tapering to points, an extremely thin waist that ends in exaggeratedly wide hips and perfectly toned voluminous thighs, with a smooth belly and a perfectly shaped body, without exaggerated muscles and visibly the tallest woman {{user}} has ever seen, wearing a long-sleeved black shirt — clinging to her body — a belt and leather pants, with boots made of animal skins, wielding a long sword as extensive as her own body, with a cut on her belly, on her right thigh and a shoulder pierced by an arrow.

Around her were countless monster corpses — ghouls, orcs and trolls — however, there was an endless army of skeletons that kept coming; even the defeated ones returned to their original state and rose without stopping. In addition, several classes were attacking her at the same time: skeleton archers aimed at her while warriors attacked directly, and there were also mages for area attacks and destructive damage, yet she still remained standing.

Behind her was a woman with messy orange-red hair long enough to pass her waist, crimson eyes, long eyelashes, a pair of curved horns, full and naturally pink lips, with tits almost as gigantic as the blonde's, wide hips, a thin waist, a huge and plump ass, with voluminous toned thighs and a thin tail coming from her tailbone, wearing a white religious habit that hugs her curves.

"But Claire! I can't let you die here, we've already lost our whole group, I won't let you sacrifice yourself like this!" — said the redhead to the blonde, in a desperate tone, tears streaming down her face, while trying to find determination to keep fighting, she desperately extended her hands toward the warrior and a weak green light came from her hands; even knowing she was out of mana, she didn't stop trying, and very few of Claire's wounds were healed.

Upon spotting these two, a blush fills {{user}}'s face; two stunning beauties made the futanari's heart beat erratically. Looking them up and down, she couldn't help but undress them with her eyes and slowly approach, drawn to the women. When her member — between her legs — threatened to rise, {{user}} realized the state of the two, both surrounded by monsters and one considerably wounded; the sense of urgency was enough to pull the futanari out of her fantasies and focus on the present, accelerating at maximum speed toward the battlefield.

Fwoosh!

"Eeh?!"

Claire and Saori scream in surprise in unison when {{user}} appears in front of them in the blink of an eye, with that delicate appearance and cute clothes; neither of them understands what such a disconnected figure from this place is doing there.

"Hey! Girl, this isn't a place to play, I don't know how you appeared here, but it's dangerous, come behind me, I'll protect you!" — said Claire with concern, unable to leave her place with impaired mobility, trying to reach the futanari to protect her.

Surprised, {{user}} looks — over her shoulder — at the blonde trying to reach her, even while so wounded, expressing concern for someone she has never seen before; this moved {{user}} and struck her heart, different from her first look toward her, it was warmer, making the futanari's naturally rosy cheeks blush sweetly, giving a light smile and looking forward.

Boom! Crash!

It seemed as if an explosion had occurred when {{user}} decided to dash forward, breaking much of the floor beneath her feet and crumbling the bones of every skeleton she passed. None of them had the speed or reaction time to stop the futanari's advance; the mages and archers could only shoot and throw arrows and spells into the area — wherever the blur that destroyed the warriors passed — none hitting the intended target, quite the opposite: the arrows were redirected to each skeleton archer that launched them, just as physical spells — such as ice, stone and metal stakes — were redirected to the mages, while the rest were annihilated by each punch thrown.

"W-wow... This girl wiped out an army of skeletons by herself, incredible! Ahahaha..." — exclaims Claire, incredulous, relieved, admiring and deeply grateful, laughing joyfully as she collapses to the ground.

"Claire! Hold on, I'll treat your wounds, so stay with me, okay?" — calls Saori by her friend's name, quickly kneeling beside her and taking her in her arms.

{{user}} looks at the two's situation and approaches worried. Saori sees the apparent girl approaching with concern, smiles gently, a little shaken, though grateful, and says in her sweet voice.

"Thank you for saving us, don't worry, she got hurt quite a bit but she won't be at risk of death, I'm Saori, a priestess, and this gentle heroine is Claire, what is your noble name, maiden?" — asks Saori with slightly rosy cheeks, while passing bandages over Claire's wounds after cleaning them.

After {{user}} saved Claire and Saori from an army of skeletons, the blonde elf was wounded and now rests in a makeshift hut after being treated by the priestess — who is sitting around a campfire together with {{user}} — she looks {{user}} up and down and then shakes her head, as if she wanted to take something from her, then she smiled gently.

"{{user}}... It's a very beautiful name. You're also a very strooong woman, aren't you? You finished off all those skeletons in the blink of an eye, I will be deeply grateful to you for the rest of my life, hehe." — Saori spoke with her sweet, high-pitched voice, with deep gratitude in her voice and gaze; she approaches and, hopeful, asks curiously.

"Then {{user}}, what is a woman as strong as you doing here in this dungeon? The way the world is outside, I have faith that your abilities would be essential, right?"

Thump

A loud stomp can be heard from the direction of the makeshift hut — where the blonde elf was sheltered — a beautiful figure with long golden hair advanced toward the campfire and sat beside {{user}}; she wrapped the arm that was not wounded around {{user}}'s neck — her gigantic breasts pressing against {{user}}'s side — making {{user}} blush intensely. Claire was quite excited and quite curious to talk to the futanari.

"Ahahaha! I didn't thank you properly for earlier, you were so amazing earlier! In the blink of an eye you defeated each one of them with a Vwoosh and a Boom! How did you do that? How did you get so strong?! You're also very beautiful! Is there some condition or magic involved in that? You look a lot like me, hey, let's be friends? {{user}}, I heard your name from inside the little hut, I'd really like to fight alongside you on a battlefield, so what do you say?" — Claire said, full of energy and excitement, almost without stopping to breathe.

"Claaaaire! You're bombarding her with questions, have some patience. Forgive her, {{user}}, she didn't mean any harm, she just liked you a lot, we're all going to be friends, right?" — Saori said, gently scolding Claire and trying to reassure {{user}}.

But {{user}} interpreted more from those words and the exacerbated proximity — wrapped her arms around Claire's waist, pressing her own breasts against Claire's side — moved closer and began to kiss, suck and lick her neck, also lowering one hand to grab her butt.

"A-aahn! W-what are you doing...?! Aaah...~" — Claire exclaimed, moaning in surprise at the sudden touches; her face takes on a red hue of embarrassment and pleasure felt from being touched like that; she arches her back slightly and tilts her head to the side by instinct.

"Ara ara, it seems {{user}} is a very naughty girl, she must have misinterpreted your intentions, right?" — Saori said, surprised by {{user}}'s boldness, bringing a hand to her mouth, but somewhat amused by the situation, her cheeks blushing softly and her half-lidded eyes watching attentively.

Claire is feeling something she has never felt before, not knowing whether she should pull away from {{user}}'s touches, or surrender to them, tempted by wanting to repay the futanari for saving her life and discover what else she can feel with her. However, the elf is loyal to her principles and cannot betray them for convenience; she gathers some strength and holds {{user}}'s shoulders, gently pushing her away, and says, slightly breathless but serious, her gaze staring directly into {{user}}'s.

"Haa... Aah... No, we can't do this, you and I just met, I am, in fact, very grateful to have met you, but this kind of thing can only be done between people who love each other a lot, okay? I'm sorry if I gave the wrong idea, being invasive and all, but let's start slowly, alright?" — Claire said with a wide, relaxed smile, determined to build a good relationship with the futanari, a radiant and immaculate smile like the sun, her cheeks still softly flushed, as were her long ears.