by Prax Venter
Sasha, Jezebel, and Abby all nodded once.
He held out his glowing mace to light the way forward and said, “This way, my ravishing companions!”
The stone transitioned to gold under his boots as he led them into the darkness of the smooth, metallic tunnel. The light from his ethereal blue club was magnified, as were the hooves of his two horned Enthralled. Yet, there wasn’t much to see other than a slightly sloped tunnel, and nothing but footsteps to hear.
After a few minutes, they came to a substantial downward slope.
“It looks like a slide,” Sasha said, peeking over his shoulder.
“Do we dare?” Abby asked, her tentacle circling around his stomach under his leather coat.
Jezebel let out a slow sigh. “I don’t like it at all, but we’ve come this far...”
“Okay then,” Mark said. “Jez goes first, then me, Abby, Sasha. And we are all going to link up as one big sandwich.”
Abby’s tentacle squeezed tighter. “This hole is making me excited,” she said, her eyes wide.
After getting down on their asses and scooting forward, Mark found himself pressed close to the strawberry-scented satyr. She tucked her knees up by her chest with her hooves bracing against the tube. Mark had slid his legs under hers and reached around her armored sides to cup one of her firm, round breasts through the pliant leather that covered her warm skin.
“We don’t want to be separated, do we?” he said.
Just after he finished whispering into Jezebel’s ear, Abby slid in behind him and coiled one of her tentacles under his shirt, then the other down the front of his pants.
“I am now equally secured to Mark,” the green-skinned woman said from behind him. The deft tip of smooth skin gently coiled around the soft, bunched-up flesh of his limp penis, encouraging a change in firmness.
They all scooted forward to give Sasha room to join in, but Jezebel was now past the point where Mark’s grasp on her chest was instrumental in holding her from sliding down the steep slope ahead.
The satyr’s hoof slipped off the smooth gold tube just after Sasha latched on to Abby and they were off.
Mark held his mace up high with one hand as he was forced to re-grab Jezebel by her armor or get overly aggressive with her sensitive tit flesh. Sasha whooped behind him while Abby constricted the tentacle around his chest. The excitement of the twists and turns down into the blackness deep below drove the petite abyssal horror to squeeze the head of his cock tightly.
Mark grinned as his dick grew stiff against her tingling, smooth skin and simply gave himself to the exhilarating ride and tentacle massage.
Longer than he expected, but sooner than he would have liked, the ride ended with an abrupt landing on piles of coins, jewelry, and even silverware. Pain sprung from his knee as he bounced once and rolled to a stop while Abby hissed nearby from her own rough landing.
The area was a moderately round cave as if they were in a pocket of solid gold with lit candle stands arranged haphazardly around the curved walls. Mark pushed himself up to his feet as the others did the same, and he was about to check if anyone needed any healing when a voice spoke from the far end of the treasure pile.
“Gotcha.”
Mark, Sasha, Jezebel, and Abby all turned toward the voice, ready to fight when the coins around them quickly moved to cover their legs and arms. Mark was able to summon his weapon, but the gold around him held him motionless as it melted into a warm liquid.
Gasps from the ones he cared about more than anything pulled his eyes from the dim piles of glittering treasure, and he saw each of them trapped by the same solid gold blobs up to their shoulders.
Movement ahead caught his eye as a nude, obnoxiously curvy woman stepped out of the shadows. She was made of pure gold and silver and looked like a mix between a Vulpath and a human. Above her flawlessly sculptured human face were two wolf-like ears, and her slender arms ended in what looked like flowing golden fur. Her breasts were plump, and her stomach was toned, but her lustrous thighs made him want to weep.
Aurum’s eyes were two rubies, and the intense smile on her full lips held a hint of madness. Maybe they shouldn’t have just jumped into the golden hole after all.
He still had a fading erection from Abby’s smooth skin on his cock, and he felt the molten metal pulsate around its length.
“At least I get to have some fun before I go back-”
The golden woman was interrupted by Sasha activating her new Static Escape maneuver. She shifted backward out of her molten restraints, and without skipping a beat, the angry succubus whipped a Shock Bomb at Aurum with a beautiful sidearm throw.
All around them, rocks from under the coins and the walls began to coalesce into dozens of the earth elemental rock-men, but before they were even half-formed, a red slash of vibrant energy obliterated each one, instantly.
The demigod of gold grunted, frustrated by her inability to summon help and enraged by the sparking object stuck to her side.
Jezebel tried forcing herself out of the restraints by shapeshifting into a grizzly bear, and Mark felt a shadow of her pain as the bizarre liquid gold cut into her fur, yet her new form tore through the soft metal as if it were taffy. Their shifted Druid let out a bellowing roar and rushed the reflective monster.
The Shock Bomb went off an instant before the armored bear’s iron-covered claws knocked the bastard daughter of King Thomellia off her feet.
Aurum reformed herself into a standing position and hurled orbs of solid gold at Jezebel who took most of it on her armor but burned past her fur everywhere else.
Mark remembered his new forcefield ability, and with a thought, a globe of red energy expanded outward from the center of his mind. The shining metal covering his body was flung apart and crashed into the stone wall to either side of him. To his right, he saw that Abby was within range of his shield and immediately began weaving her arms and black head tentacles while chanting the spidery whispers of a spell.
Confident she would be safe enough inside his dome, he sprinted to join Sasha and Jezebel, both pressing the attack on the golden woman.
The world narrowed down to one simple goal: Strike this being with his club until it stopped moving. His connection with Sasha and Jezebel had never felt stronger, and his True Sight seemed to be telling him exactly what their moves were going to be. Mark pushed his boots into the scattered treasure below and changed course to employ his massive hammer according to his teammates’ actions.
Sasha launched a powerful Side Kick, and a metal-on-metal gong sound rung inside the stone chamber as the golden half-Vulpath blocked with a lustrous arm. Before she could recover, Bear-Jezebel surged forward and rammed her horns into Aurum’s huge, swinging tits. The blow knocked her back, her feet sliding in the coins that covered the ground.
Just as she came to a stop, Mark was beside her, swinging in the opposite direction with his sledgehammer.
He struck her metal skull so hard, he could see it vibrate like a tuning fork as she sank to her knees.
The gold woman brought a hand up to her head as Abby finished her spell, and with a sickening thump, Mark watched the wounded creature’s arm fall into the rest of the golden treasure around them.
“I yield!” Aurum screeched, holding up her other hand and shying from further attacks. “Please stop!”
Mark’s eye pulsed with horrible pain, sadness, frustration, and fear. It all condensed into a deep regret at how wasted her life had been. This creature did not want to be here- and felt this way before they lopped her arm off.
He dismissed his club and held up his hand. Sasha and Abby stood down, but Jezebel growled as she continued to stalk forward slowly. Mark reached out and wrapped his hand around one of her curled horns before he sent his healing energy into her massive body.
With a grunt and crossed emerald eyes, Jezebel stopped.
“Aurum,” Mark said with authority, and she snapped ruby eyes wracked with pain up at him. “Do you promise not to harm or hold any of us if we let
you live?”
Her flawless metal brow wrinkled slightly, but then she focused on his milky-white and blinded eye. She seemed to sense the strange magics that gave him his powers, and her gleaming features sank with understanding. She nodded slowly.
“I give you my word that I will not harm or hold any of you.”
Her voice was deep, flinty, and full of truth. As if he completed a quest, a large amount of essence flowed into him, bringing his reserves to about half. His Enthralled turned to him, and he nodded. Jezebel shifted back to her curvy satyr form, and everyone relaxed their guard a little.
“One hundred years…” she muttered, picking up her arm and easily attaching it back to her torso. Her long wavy hair moved as if it were liquid gold and her furry Vulpath ears were currently pressed sideways. She made a fist with her re-attached hand then tested each of her fingers, and Mark could tell she was hiding much of her pain to try and project an image of strength.
“I’m Mark,” he said as reached down and offered her his hand. She blinked her pure-gold eyelids up at him before she took it and stood up.
Her reflective body was warm, and she stood very close to him, but he was getting used to mind-numbingly attractive women and shook it off. He stepped back and continued the introductions.
“This is Sasha, Jezebel, and Abby. Aurum, I presume?”
“I am. Now, what do you lovely people want with me?”
Mark held out his hands, palms up. “All we want are the six crystal shard pieces. Do you know where they are?”
“I do know where they are,” she said, her playful smile returning to her sharp features.
Mark sighed, tired of games. “Where are they?”
The woman of gold pulled in a deep breath, and then ran her fingers over her obnoxiously sensual curves.
“If I told you now, I wouldn’t hold anything of value, now would I? And I do love holding things of value…”
Aurum slid her hands back up the defined abs sculpted into her glossy stomach and held a massive, plump breast in each hand. He had an increasingly hard time keeping his good eye off her.
Sasha held up her palm as if she were about to Arc Bolt the golden half-goddess.
“Careful, sweetie, or I’ll melt that bitchy smirk right off your face.”
“We could always dismember her and search this trove ourselves,” Abby suggested.
“And we’d probably get a load of essence,” Jezebel added.
Mark considered reining in his bloodthirsty monster-women, but he noticed the not-so-small hint of fear within Aurum and decided it helped balance this value game she wanted to play.
“They aren’t here,” she said, facing the angry succubus, then turned her ruby eyes down to Sasha’s chrome legs. “A long-lost cousin, perhaps?”
Her spade tail snapped once, but Sasha held her loaded palm outward, just waiting for him to give the word.
Mark sighed.
“She’s not lying. Or at least she doesn’t believe they are here.”
“She is a demigod,” Jezebel said. “Perhaps she is immune to your ability.”
Mark cocked an eyebrow at the golden half-wolf woman who pouted playfully.
“Me? But, I am utterly incapable of lying,” she said, and his eye immediately sent shadowy whispers into his mind.
He smiled. She was witty, and that always earned a few points from him.
“She’s not immune,” Mark clarified to everyone.
“Let’s all be brutally honest, then,” Aurum said, dropping her coy act. “My gem-men do their best to quench my baser lusts, but I have never felt the hot flesh of mortals. Half of me belongs to this world, and I would know it better before I depart. I offer the location of the crystal shards you seek in exchange for the blissful pleasure of a Lover, Mark.”
Sasha lowered her arm as everyone processed what she was asking.
“Mark’s penchant for pleasure is quite valuable,” Abby said. “This may be a better option than the Mind Crush torture I was tempted to suggest.”
Jezebel turned to him with deeply furrowed eyebrows.
“How do we know she won’t slice your dick off right in the middle? I am quite fond of it, and we did slice off her arm.”
“I’m not looking to make enemies,” Aurum clarified as she crossed her furry arms under her heavy sagging breasts. “I’m looking to make memories.”
Mark looked over to see what Sasha thought, and the blue-eyed succubus shrugged.
“As long as you’re happy, I’m fine with you either killing, torturing, or fucking her.”
He felt anxiety from all of them along their growing bond, but there was no jealousy. In fact, there was more sexual excitement than he expected. Did they want to watch this?
“Aurum,” he said, locking his eyes on hers. “If you harm me, I will encourage these violent women to get their revenge, and we are all less mortal than we appear. I’m sure Abby alone would love to crush your mind for much longer than the one hundred years you wasted trying to starve the Queen of Thomellia.”
Abby squinted her eyes. “If you don’t give Mark an orgasm, I will make you suffer as you have never imagined and stretch out my deep, wracking agony to last many years. I’d bring you to the edge of death over and over, mmm… and over. One quick pop wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying.”
Sasha’s tail snapped once to serve as punctuation to the abyssal horror’s disturbing twist to her earlier words.
Aurum’s mask of self-confidence slipped, but his eye continued to show that she honestly didn’t want to hurt him. This wasn’t her war, and she wanted to get back to the solid rocks, gems, and dirt of the world she preferred. The golden bastard child of Thomellia was just a pawn for her mother’s revenge, and she wasn’t particularly happy about it.
This business with fucking Mark was simply a manifestation of the control she lacked over her life. His heart connected with Aurum’s metaphysical one and, if he had room, he could attempt to enthrall her. Having a knockout demigod that mentally controlled gold and could spawn an army of laser-shooting rock monsters would be damn sweet, but the moment was over quickly, and he got the sense that successfully binding her to his heart would be much more… complicated.
“Deal?” Mark said, offering his hand for the half-Vulpath demigoddess of gold to seal the terms of their trade.
“Deal,” she agreed as she reached past his hand to gently cup his junk.
Her pure-gold palm was warm through his pants, and that soft warmth spread as she pressed her reflective curves into him. Mark gazed into her ruby eyes as she leaned in- and then he saw it.
His True Sight pulsed once as her smooth hot lips pressed into his mouth, and as if reaching some new threshold, his mind was forced to imagine Aurum summoning a portal to her home and tossing in the two shards. He now knew exactly where they were- and that they would never be able to get them.
She wrapped her arms around him and flicked his lips with her auric tongue, and Mark returned the embrace of this desperately horny demigod licking his face. With a firm grasp on his healing ability, he poured his erotic power through his lips, and Aurum tensed, then her whole body quivered with ecstasy.
Mark was looking forward to making this powerful entity remember his name. That the shards were still way out of their reach was disappointing, and he knew they’d have to face this Imperatrix Lapia at some point if they wanted to ever get them. Melting Aurum’s metal mind now would hopefully convince her to be his ally later.
While they kissed, Mark pulled off his jacket, and Aurum used her clawed hands to lift his shirt over his head. She leaned her metallic body against his bare skin, and her breasts felt like hot bread-dough.
The air this far underground was cool, so her toned, smooth body was welcome on many levels. Behind him, the coins and other treasure scattered on the floor rose up to form a bed, and she pushed him back onto it.
There, he cast a glance at his Enthralled who were singularly focused on his well-being. He could feel their
bond quiver as if it were an over-tightened guitar string, and he tried to widen that channel and allow them full access to his state of mind.
Aurum pulled off his boots and pants, and in one swift motion, her hot, firm body was on his. She was a lot heavier than he was used to. Then, instead of the more traditional entry route, the demigoddess oozed around his stiffening cock and submerged him under her dense heat.
Mark just went with it and placed his hands on her mirror-smooth hips. Her legs were human and shapely, and as she began to lift herself up and down on his crotch, he felt strong muscles clenching under her metallic surface.
Her thick ass bounced against his thighs, and he marveled at how parts of her were so soft and others were more densely solid. The golden woman’s hot vagina rippled against the stiffness of his flesh, and it felt as if she were actively trying to lick the head of his penis with her gripping pussy. It felt uniquely amazing.
Mark remembered he wanted to make her do anything for a second round, so he took a more active role in this mutual exchange of pleasure. He moved his hands from her obscenely round ass past her strong, steely abs to the heavy globs of tits bouncing on her chest. He ran his thumbs over her nipples and felt that they were impossibly hard already. Mark looked closer and saw that her previously flat nipples had shifted into diamonds at some point.
He tried pinching one, but he ended up hurting his finger before detecting any registered sensation from the half-Vulpath grinding his dick deep inside her body.
Aurum’s golden lids were closed as she intently focused on all the pleasure she was getting from fleshy penetration alone, and Mark knew what he had to do.
With a thought, he coated his fingers with his blue, summoned energy and tried again.
Aurum’s gold lids shot open, and she stopped bouncing up and down. She just pressed him as deep as she could as she watched what he was doing to a part of her that had seemingly never been paid any attention.
She turned her ruby eyes down in his and said, “Harder…”
Mark squeezed the muscles in his cock and forced it to rub her insides as he gripped her diamond nipples and twisted.