>Sloan is pying: Rainforest — Noname

  The party went through one of the doors on the left side of the lobby. It brought them down a spacious hall, carpeted red with wallpaper decorated with geometric patterns. Before long, the hall bent ninety degrees for a left turn. This next stretch did the same thing, which made Sabrina suspicious. She wasn’t alone, as Alice muttered, “There’s no flipping way. Is it really going to…?”

  Just as she’d worried, or perhaps hoped, they took five left turns. Before the girls panicked over being stuck in some sort of impossible loop, this hall ended in a doorway.

  “So, it’s impossible, but not a trap,” Jade mused, somewhat entertained by the dimensional fuckery on dispy.

  Sabrina gripped the gss oval-shaped doorknob and turned it. Inside was a strange circur room, stretching upwards to a towering spire. The walls were candy-striped with bck and gold, which warped into a spiral towards the top. At the center of the room, there was a strange contraption.

  The centerpiece consisted of a pole that jutted up from the floor, before splitting into three branches. At the ends of each branch, a saddle was attached. On the front end of the saddle, there were stockades.

  From an unseen speaker system, a woman’s voice called out, “Step right up, step right up.” She spoke in an old-timey transatntic accent, sounding simir to Katharine Hepburn. “Ahh little game is so simple, even you dolls should be able to wrap your pretty little heads around it. I kindly invite three of you to set your behinds on those funny seats and hang tight for two shakes of a rabbit’s tail. The odd gal out will be your champion, and scrap with a few associates of mine while the rest of you go for a ride. When it’s all over, I will even fork over a generous treasure and leave ya to your own devices.”

  >New quest: complete the carousel game. Rewards: very high-tier loot.

  “So… that’s gotta be a ‘no,’ right? It’s not just an obvious trap, but it’s one that announces it’s a trap, right up front.” Sabrina objected.

  Jade stretched her mouth over to one cheek, giving a stretched out, “I meeeean… how bad could it be?”

  Alice seconded this, saying, “I can’t say I’m not… curious.”

  “We’re doing it,” Sloan said decisively. “You guys should sit this one out, I’ll do the fighting.”

  “Well, hold on,” Sabrina countered. “Maybe I should. It could be dangerous, and I’m the one with a ‘get out of death free’ card.”

  As blunt as ever, Sloan argued, “You don’t loot jellies. We need all of them that we can get, since we’re giving them away.”

  In some level, Sabrina knew that Sloan didn’t mean to hurt her, but her words still felt like a punch to the gut. Was Sabrina useless? Worse, was she a burden?

  Begrudgingly, Sabrina mounted a saddle. Jade stayed behind a moment while Alice followed Sabrina’s lead. Jade handed over a couple of potions and directed Sloan to drink from her nipple. Using a spell, Jade enchanted her milk to give buffs in speed and damage suppression.

  Lastly, Jade removed the Living Dildo and held it out. “I know this thing makes you feel icky, but you should bring every tool you’ve got.”

  Sloan gave a displeased grunt before accepting. “If it gets distracting, I’m dropping it on the floor,” she warned.

  Jade mounted the remaining saddle. It was obvious what was expected of them, so with trepidation, the three girls also put their wrists and necks in the open stockades. The stockades closed automatically, sealing them snuggly. That triggered shackles to close around their ankles as well.

  Upbeat jazz music filled the chamber as the saddles abruptly elevated several feet into the air, trapping the girls even more. Strange dull buzz came over the three of them as their powers were suppressed. Even Alice’s slime suit was forced to recede away from her bottom half. Simirly, Sabrina’s bodysuit opened itself up without her willing it to do so.

  With the voluntary damsels exposed and restrained, the saddles began strongly vibrating. Dildos then protruded up from the saddles, also vibrating. Sabrina and Jade each had two dildos come of from their saddles, invading their holes. Small, two-pronged toys also extended, firmly hugging their clits and vibrating viciously.

  As Alice only had one hole, only on dildo pushed up into her ass. A hole opened in the saddle as soft, leathery sleeves encompassed her ballsack and each of her two cocks. The sleeves vibrated like everything else, as well as compressing like a blood pressure cuff.

  The saddles began spinning like a carnival ride, while the dildos mechanically churned into the riders. Sloan watched them drift further and further. It took her a moment to realize that this wasn’t caused by the saddles rising anymore, but rather by the floor beneath her descending. Before long, the exit was out of reach.

  Sloan took a battle stance, ready for anything. She gave a gnce to Red, gd that she wouldn’t be completely alone. As if reacting to this thought, Red then vanished in a puff of smoke. In a strange sensation, Sloan felt as the Living Dildo did the same. High at the top of the spire, both Red and the Living Dildo were now trapped in a gss case, dangling from a chain.

  “What the hell!” Sloan called out.

  “The rules are clear,” the voice over the speaker announced. “Only one champion may fight. Your tamed monsters will simply wait in the penalty box.”

  “Bitch,” Sloan grumbled, staying keyed-up for the fight ahead.

  As the floor lowered, it exposed a series of round vent-holes in the wall. Unsurprisingly, monsters spilled into the room from these openings, coming in two varieties. The first were round, basketball-sized creatures with wings like a dragonfly. Their faces consisted only toothy mouths, which spit balls of acidic goop.

  The other monsters were cyclopses… cyclopes? They were hairy naked women, standing at heights ranging from six-foot to six-foot-six-inches tall. Their distinguishing feature, easily, was the singur eye that sat above each of their noses. At first, Sloan thought that they’d all been wearing loincloths, but she quickly realized that they simply had very thick pubic bushes.

  Sloan’s confidence in her odds vanished when a hard sm of her hammer up a cyclops’ head seemed about as effective as an open-handed sp. She audible gulped as cyclops grinned and lunged for her. Clearly, she had her work cut out for her.

  Meanwhile, the rest of the party endured the kinky carnival ride. As Sabrina twitched through her body’s rhythmic shocks, she couldn’t help but appreciate what a perfect torture this was for a diver. The vibrations were strong enough to shake the rust off of a sunken ship in seconds. Without her levels in Sensation, this would simply be painful and overstimuting. She’d be far too numb to actually orgasm from this treatment. Without such a resilient body, she’d already be dead or horribly injured. The very enhancements that allowed her to endure this, however, also made her unbearably sensitive to the torture of forced orgasms.

  Sabrina locked eyes with Jade, both restricted to their stockades. Sabrina wished only that she had one had free— not to escape, but to hold her girlfriend’s hand through this ordeal. As long as they were together, Sabrina knew she could handle this.

  As the two looked at each other, Sabrina’s face cracked into a smirk. Jade rose her eyebrows, curious, so Sabrina expined. “It’s just… funny,” Sabrina remarked, between bored breaths. “I’m… completing a demon challenge by… doing this. I’m supposed to have… fifteen orgasms in under,” the said, before pausing longer and tensing up as her face turned beet red. Once she had a modicum of control back, she finished, “… ten minutes. It hasn’t even been five minutes and I’m already on number… nine. It’s pretty much in the bag.”

  “Are you shitting me?” Jade asked, rhetorically. “I’m scoring on a challenge, too! Mine is to spend fifteen minutes suspended on a masturbation-device with an audience.”

  Alice added on to the serendipity. “Same for… me,” she said, before pausing while her eyes rolled back and she unconsciously drooled. “To be fair, though, all of my… challenges are like this.” Then, in a rare case of Alice cursing, she screamed, “Fuck! I hope for our treasure, we get to… keep these… saddles!” she said, crying out the st word in ecstasy.

  In short order Sabrina passed her challenge. It was the first of her demon challenges that rewarded her with a prize upon success. The prize itself was intriguing, especially given its ck of useful descriptions.

  >Sapphire Devil Egg (size 2)

  >Ivory Devil Egg (size 3)

  Prize eggs typically listed a level of rarity and the incubation time. Her unique species continued to dispose of the rules she’d come to expect. “I got… prizes,” she told Jade and Alice. “A size two Sapphire Devil Egg, and size three Ivory Devil Egg. No clue what the… sizes mean. There’s no… descriptions.”

  Jade looked slightly excited, and asked, “Can I try one? You know, to test whether or not it works without a succubussy.”

  Sabrina’s first instinct told her to say no. After all, it was a complete unknown and could be dangerous. However, taking bizarre magical risks was a part of her lifestyle, so she knew that there was no shielding Jade from it. She agreed.

  Down below, Sloan fought like hell. The first step in her fight was to eliminate the acid-spitters. Dancing around their projectiles was a dangerous distraction from the cyclopses. One hit from her anime-scale hammer was all it took to crush one of the flying menaces, so the only challenge was hitting them. More than once, she missed and was left compromised and exposed, which her enemies took advantage of.

  The third time that she missed, a cyclops came from behind, hooking its arms around her to grab and violently twist her nipples. Sloan reflexively elbowed back, hitting the monster’s eye and sending it stumbling back. She turned, seeing it soothing its eye with both hands. Now she knew just what to do.

  Sloan pounced on the cyclops while its eye was covered. She pinched and yanked its nipple, causing it to drop its hands to push her away. Once its eye was exposed, Sloan punched it with enough strength to knock a pickup truck on its side. This crippled the monster, and with some additional beating while it was down, Sloan killed it.

  Sloan had a clear path to success and she raced down it. When only one cyclops remained, the lowering floor exposed a new set of holes in the wall. A dozen monsters leapt out from these openings. They were the same species as the bellhops, but now they wore colorful leotards, looking like acrobats.

  Sloan tried to prioritize the remaining cyclops. The gray girls were fast and vicious, though, keeping Sloan distracted. They took turns, darting at her in twos and threes, rending ribbons of flesh off of her with their cws, and then flitting out of reach.

  Sloan let out and exasperated growl. The next time one of the gray girls moved in, Sloan kicked her in the crotch, flinging her across the room and into the wall. Sloan then picked her hammer back up and used a special ability meant just for such a crowded fight. She smmed her hammer down at the floor, creating a shockwave that knocked over and stunned all of those around her.

  Sloan went to town on the downed monsters. She pyed whack-a-mole, cutting their numbers in half in a matter of seconds. After that, the remaining gray girls were on their feet and back in the fight, but Sloan’s momentum carried her to victory.

  The descending floor settled at the bottom of its journey. The wall was dominated by a massive door, like something from a castle. All at once, the door slid upwards, revealing her final opponent. Of course, no circus was complete without an elephant.

  The elephant charged at Sloan, impossibly fast. She was just barely able to dodge out of the way. Her follow-up strike with her hammer was completely ineffective. Thus, she dropped her weapon to maximize her speed.

  The elephant was fast as lightning. After several near-misses, Sloan managed to leap on top of it. This was the closest thing to a safe pce in the room, and all she could do was hold on tight. It was like clinging onto a car in a demolition derby. The rge creature frantically smmed itself against every part of the circur wall, bouncing around like a pinball.

  Sloan was shaken, and dizzy, and really just needed this to end. Desperately, she reached for something she could grip onto better. Her right hand grasped the elephant’s ear. As she pulled, she found that its trajectory curved sharply to the left. She grabbed its other ear and pulled. This caused it to turn to the right. She could somehow steer.

  The room wasn’t rge enough to really take this thing for a joyride. She had other ideas, though. She scooted her body forward, sitting just behind its head. Then grabbed firmly onto its right ear with both hands and let her body fall over the side. All of her weight was hanging onto the beast’s right ear, forcing it to zip leftward and spin around in a tight loop. The centrifugal force added to Sloan’s weight on its ear, pulling harder and making it spin on and even tighter radius, adding to the centrifugal force like a ballerina pulling her limbs closer to her body.

  This feedback loop eventually found its limit. The pull on the elephant’s right side came to be too great for it to stay upright, and it toppled over. Sloan was tossed clear, sliding in the floor. She managed to steady herself just before crashing into the wall and quickly looked towards the beast.

  The elephant was now a dried husk, crumbling into dusk. The spinning of kinky carousel slowed, and the contraption clicked and cnked its way down to Sloan. As it reached the bottom and the stockades opened, Sloan looked upon her red-faced and disoriented friends. They were too dizzy to even meet her eye-line.

  “Let’s go again, let’s go again,” Jade cheered weakly.

  When all three were safely off of the ride, it raised back up. With it, a hidden ptform on the floor elevated as well, revealing a spiral staircase. It was some time before everyone could walk well enough to use stairs. Once they did, they descended a short way to the bottom. The small room had only a door on the wall, and a treasure chest on the floor. Sloan did the honors of opening the chest.

  >Treasure found!

  >50 (1 oz) gold coins

  >20 lbs of top-quality magical ingredients

  >5 Legendary Prize Eggs

  >12 Mythic Prize Eggs

  >The Three Rings of Total Depravity

  >Vial of Contagion

  >7 Uplift treats

  >Map of floor 2

  There was a lot to process on this list. One thing stuck out to Sabrina right away: fifty ounces of gold. She cracked a smile and sighed. “We’ve got funding,” she decred.