Markus.

  Thankfully, though Markus didn't reply, the hob didn't seem to take offense, merely chuckling to herself as she clucked her tongue and taunted him.

  "You can refuse, of course; I'm not going to force you; murder's one thing, but sex is best enjoyed when it's consensual. Besides, you can hide it all you want, but I can smell how badly you want me."

  "N-no, you can't!"

  "Yeah, I can." The Hob affirmed, sighing as she did so. "And ignoring that, I can see your little prick already raring to go. You're not fooling anyone but yourself.

  Still, I am fttered, given how high the chances are that the st thing you see is me eating you alive; I'm honestly shocked you can still get it up…"

  "You're going to eat me?" Markus demanded, his tone more outraged than scared, if only for how absurdly bizarre the whole situation was pying out…

  "I do have a taste for human flesh." She admitted, somewhat managing to sound just a little exasperated by that fact, "And elf, I suppose… It's more a product of my present circumstances than choice, but… I am a monster!" She smiled, those rows of too-white and gleaming teeth coated in a terrifying sheen of glistening saliva.

  Markus felt himself shy away from the sight, his action eliciting another light ugh from the dungeon boss, who seemed to be enjoying pying with her food.

  Sadly, as the moments lingered and neither of them carried on the conversation, Markus felt himself beginning to worry after the particur phrasing the monster had used when making their deal.

  At the moment, he'd been willing to take what he could get, yet the differences between 'will' let you live and 'might' let you live were becoming ever more apparent as she watched him without speaking…

  "S-so, about letting me go?" He tried, his erection wilting like a dying flower as the monster just—continued to observe him… "M-maybe more questions then?" He pleaded, not liking how eerily quiet the creature was being…

  "I honestly don't know how I could make it work…" The monster confessed the oppressive weight that had been crushing Markus's chest, lifting a fraction as their discourse was returned!

  "I can—promise you I won't be returning here ever again if you let me leave!"

  "No doubt... But, you know too much, which is somewhat disappointing as I really sort of enjoyed our little conversation."

  "I can do better!" Markus assured, his fists balling with whitened knuckles as he spoke, "I can—can… let's see… use a spell! Y-yes, a spell! A geass! To ensure my word!"

  "And you can cast something like that?"

  "Of course! T-the scroll might be a little had to get and expensive, but I-I can save up and… no… please no…" He whispered, his words faltering as the monster began drooling, viscous ropes of her expectation and—hunger slipping from her plump lips as she regarded him much as a fox might a hen… "I-I can be useful!" He stammered, the mage's worst fears returning to the forefront of his concern!

  "I appreciate your willingness to participate, but…"

  "I'll fuck you!" Markus blurted, eyes wide and mind scrambling to find a possible way out of this very dire situation. "T-that's something you want, right? W-well, I'll put on a show for you! Guzzle stamina potions all night long until I pass out inside of you. I can—can… please you… as long as you want... Whatever you desire! Just—please, let me prove I'm worth more alive than as your next meal..."

  For her part, the nightmare before him seemed to actually consider his proposition, her head tilting slightly as though lost in contemption. Her eyes shifted to flow over his sadly, somewhat ckluster physique...

  His body was thin, at the very least, but not at all muscled, given his vocation. Honestly, he'd never regretted becoming a mage more than he had at that moment. And ignoring that he hadn't actually—well, been intimate with a woman before, Markus was really banking on the notion that he could figure it all out, assuming he got the chance!

  "You're—not my usual type…" The monster noted with a slight frown, truly giving the idea its due time. "But the groveling is definitely doing something right…"

  Markus tched onto that one word like a dying man did a pnk of wood at sea, his entire body shifting so he crawled on hands and knees as he fervently bobbed his head in the affirmative! "Absolutely! I am—your humble servant; anything you desire, I am willing to perform. M-my-dy.” He added, swallowing as he bowed, pressing his forehead to the floor as might a beast-kin to their dominus.

  "A dy, am I?" The hob ughed, the smile in her words filling the young man with abject joy! "Okay, I'll bite. Come on, give us a kiss, and show me just how attentive a lover you can be."

  "A kiss!" Markus parroted, his tone lost somewhere between frantic terror and manic enthusiasm, his mind spinning with the reality that had become his life as he lifted himself to see the Cheshire grin of the hob who was dispying many razor-sharp teeth.

  "A kiss…" He reiterated, nodding as he—hesitantly eyed the smiling monster who gently tapped at her full and plush lips with a single taloned finger.

  The young man nodded, accepting his fate. Backed into the proverbial corner and left with few worthwhile options.

  His life was pced on the table as an ante for a gamble that he wasn't sure was going to work out.

  Still, what pray to tell were his alternatives?

  Try to run away? Laughable!

  Markus was as scrawny as he was woefully cking in stats compared to a tier-one monster that had already proven to be quick on her feet.

  Try for something like a fireball?

  He'd be squished before he got halfway through the incantation.

  Deny her the clear satisfaction she was getting from toying with him as she demanded he pce his face right in front of all those pearly choppers?

  Well, he'd still die, but at least he'd—well, avoid getting eaten alive…

  No. Markus wanted to live. And if he had a chance of doing so, his pride could foot the bill.

  Slowly and with clear apprehension in his every movement, the mage rose from his pce in the dirt, breathing deeply as he approached the executioner's block with the earnest hope he'd be spared.

  The monster leaned forward with delighted anticipation, watching him like a self-satisfied kitten as a mouse approached its hiding pce.

  Markus resolved himself, steeling his courage as he moved into the hob-woman's personal space, avoiding contact as much as he could before unceremoniously pressing his lips against hers while cmping his eyes as tightly as he could!

  Several moments passed as he waited, unable to appreciate the monster's supple fullness, instead kneeling stock still as though he were a statue, doing little more than holding their faces together until bubbling giggles exploded in his ears and the woman pulled away...

  There were tears flowing down her cheeks as a belly ugh the likes he'd never expected to hear from her filled the air with its uproarious braying!

  When he opened his eyes, the monster was doubled over, holding her stomach as she lost all her self-control, seemingly struggling within a spiral of pure comedy that had her utterly debilitated in a way that his spells couldn't have hoped to achieve.

  Confused, Markus shifted somewhat uncomfortably, backing away from the rge creature, thoughts of escape and sneak attacks and fleeing as fast as he bloody could, all dying where they'd first risen as the monster cracked a single eye his way.

  She paused, body wracking with remnant quakes of chuckles before she broke down once again, descending back into her insane fit of mirth like he was the funniest thing she'd ever seen!

  Despite what he might have previously said about it, his pride very much felt wounded by this.

  Markus's entire form hunched in on itself with self-deprecating suspicion that, somehow, his attempts to woo what should have been a sure thing had resulted in—well, his continued survival in the most theoretical sense. However, the mocking chortles were not well received…

  "And you're still sitting there!" The monster snorted, hardly managing a breath between words as she continued to fight back against the overwhelming force that was her glee, "A-as if!" She continued, with a delighted sob, "You still think that whole: 'I'll service you as long as I'm able' bit is even remotely within your abilities!

  Fucking christ! Oh, dear god, I don't think I've ughed that hard in years... Oooooh boy…" She whispered, taking in a rge breath to fight back against the errant giggles while she wiped at her eyes with the back of a hand, "You've no idea! That was—for context, the very worst attempt at being sexy and fascinating that I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing; you're a virgin!"

  Her st words hit him in the gut far worse than any fist he'd ever felt. And Markus had been punched quite a lot in his school days...

  He'd—never really been the most athletic, popur, wealthy, well-liked, friendly, or… well, the list could go on and on...

  He just wasn't really good with people… oftentimes finding that he missed many of the social cues that were overtly obvious to others. Yet, he didn't refute her point. It was true, after all… and following his apparently mortifying dispy, it would be hard to argue the fact regardless…

  "So—what if I am?" He instead demanded, lifting his chin as the monster shook her head with exasperation.

  "Nothing, everyone starts like that! But, honestly, what exactly was your pn? To fake it till you made it, just hoping I'd knock you over and do all the work?"

  "I'm—not sure what the—specifics were, but I assumed it couldn't be that hard..."

  "It's not." The monster assured him, still fighting back her delight, running one of her hands through the wild mane of her dark hair as she pointed at him, "But that kiss! Whew! I don't even remember my first one being that awkward…"

  "You're a monster!" Markus fumed, gring at the creature across from him as his spine rediscovered itself, "I was pretty sure you were going to bite my head off! Of course, it was bloody well awkward!"

  "Oh, you've got no idea!" The hob chuckled, "You were like this close to it," so saying, she lifted a thumb and forefinger to dispy the tiniest little space between them, her grin returning full force with the gesture, "

  I was absolutely about to eat you, willingness to be my bottom or not; you really just weren't doing it for me… But congratutions! You made me ugh so hard I actually don't want to kill you now… It would seem—almost too cruel given how strong the stray puppy vibes are…"

  A hand reached out to gather Markus's cheek, the hob pinching and jiggling his face as she did so, her cws leaving somewhat deep red furrows in his skin when she departed, "Oh, sorry… wow, you're just—heh… so weak…" She muttered, looking at him as though she really couldn't believe his flesh could part so easily...

  Markus was frozen, body stiff as though he were a tiny animal that was hoping a hunter didn't see it, even as the killer knocked their arrow with grim resolve.

  He wasn't sure how to—react to having his cheek pinched as it had been so often done by his grandmother and aunt, regardless of the wounds... The effect was so much more potent as he watched the rge woman suck the blood from her fingers as though testing his taste.

  From the terrifying nod of approval his fvor apparently got, Markus was deeply concerned he wasn't yet out of the fire.

  Still, when the huge and intimidating beauty rose and wandered off toward Lisa's body, he felt, for the first time, a sense of immense relief as the light at the end of the tunnel was made clear!

  "I guess I'll let you go…" She half grumbled and half whined as though it were the hardest decision of her life, the creature kneeling down as though to quickly rustle through his companion's belongings before heading back to Alicia to do the same.

  "But, there will be conditions." She announced curtly, looting his party members as though their roles, in some bizarre twist of fate, were utterly reversed… "First, you can't tell a soul about what you've seen here." She began cooly, "I don't feel like this should be obvious, but I will find out if you spill the beans.

  You're not the first I've released back into the wild, and despite what you might think, we do have connections in the outside world. If I hear that you betray my trust, I'll come for you… and not in the way you'd expect.

  Second. You're leaving your valuables with me. But," she whispered, turning to approach him before looming over Markus, her cruel smile as lovely as it was terrifying, you will be forced to wear this."

  The monster produced a strange silver chain from—somewhere, the creature leaning down to pce it over his neck… at once, he could swear he felt its alien and evil magics seep into his skin! His mind raced as it immediately determined that this was to be his colr.

  The dungeon's insurance of his good behavior… a threat as much as it was his salvation…

  He shivered as he touched the glittering links while the hob nodded with satisfaction, letting out a long sigh before, suddenly, Markus felt his head pulled in with a domineering hand, his lips being crushed against the monster's own!

  His mouth was suddenly invaded by a slimy and overwhelming foe that wrestled his tongue into submission! The soft and pyful flicks and tickles of the unknown intruder causing Markus's entire body to—melt…

  The powerful and barbaric scent of the monster's aroma filled him, capturing his very being beneath its full-bodied and hedonistically heady aroma!

  The young mage lost himself in the massive body that was crowding him with her primitive savagery as she marked him with her syrupy fluids, causing his mind to dissolve into her exquisite warmth.

  The world fell away as he gave in to the nightmare's seduction, his manhood flexing and pressing hard into the muscled thigh that was splitting his legs as though he were the woman and not the other way around.

  When he was finally released from the dreamlike stupor he'd welcomed with open arms; his eyes caught a glimmering trail of their unholy union as it stretched between their departing lips, shining in the firelight to maintain their connection before, with a scivious lick, the rge monster collected it with her tongue and swallowed without blinking.

  Then, she grabbed his cock and balls, squeezing with all the gentle care of a lover's caress, her ughing eyes boring into him as he shuddered, leaning against her powerful arm as she toyed with him, purring in his ear,

  "They'll never believe you…" she promised, shifting her grip to begin stroking his engorged shaft as he shivered in her clutches, something—building within himself at a glorious and divinely inspired pace! "And, you'll never be able to forget about me…"

  Her tongue glided from chin to temple as she tasted him with a growling hunger! Then, right as he felt lights begin to dance in his vision, his body teetering upon an unspeakable precipice unlike anything he'd ever experienced! Darkness consumed his world…