As soon as Ara touched the door to the boss chamber, it melted away. No sneaking a peek this time. The room was so dark that only Elnasped at first. Torches of red fmes flickered into life around the chamber, and then we could see what she had.

  The chamber itself was circur, sixty feet in diameter with no visible ceiling. It was pletely barren except for the woman standing in the middle. She was tall, at least eight feet. Her body was a tradi of hard, toned muscles and soft, feminine curves. She wore an outfit very simir to what she'd worn while they were dating; bck leggings that covered her from ao hip, yet left very little to the imagination and a bck sports bra. Nothing else adorned her; no ons, no armor, no jewelry or tris.

  Her reddish-e hair flowed freely down her back, as far down as her navel, and her pierg, dark green eyes held Shiloh in pce as she spoke. "Well, well, well... If it isn't my big, strong Bish."

  "The fuck did you just call him?" Beck's low growl echoed through the shadows of the chamber.

  Kim regarded her with a disdainful look briefly, before log Shiloh in pce again with her withering s. "Keep your pets on their leashes, Bish. I'd hate for things to get... messy."

  Beck's ears fttened aail shed bad forth. Elnor readied her bow, and Ara teo sprint forward. Only Twil didn't react, as closely as she was watg Shiloh.

  "Wait." Shiloh said softly, and his allies rexed ever so slightly. "She's getting a rise out of you. My middle name is Bishop."

  Ara couldn't help herself. She s looked at him, amused. "Your name is Bishop and you became a Cleric?"

  "I think that's enough from the peanut gallery." Kim said. It was the only warning they got before their party was ripped from each other. She sshed her hand through the air, and red shadows leapt from her fiips. They crossed the thirty feet separating them from Aphrodite's Apostles and ed themselves around each of Shiloh's girls in the blink of ahe futas were dragged away from him and held ft against the walls, equidistant from each other.

  "Now that's taken care of, why don't we have a little chat, Bish?" Kim's voiow dripped sweetly with , her eyes softening as she approached. Shiloh still couldn't move as he stared at him, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights. She cupped the side of her fa one of her massive hands and k down so they were at eye level with each other.

  "What happened, Bish? How did you end up here?"

  Shiloh felt like there was a softball in his throat. This was always how she'd been. A veil of g passion that made him questioher the beast still remained beh. He knew he shouldn't just talk to her; he was certain that this was some kind of boss using an illusion spell, as his ex-girlfriend hadn't bee feet tall or capable of using magioheless, he found himself responding to her.

  "I got hit by a train." She ughed before c her mouth, turning it into that perfect, cute giggle she knew would disarm him. "I died, and Aphrodite plucked me from the ether to make me her avatar. They found me, saved me, and have helped me grow stronger."

  "These pathetis?" She looked sfully around at his lovers. "They don't even know who you are. You've known them all of what? A couple weeks?"

  How did she know how long he'd been here?

  "I know who you are, Bish. All those little secrets you told me, all those vulnerabilities you exposed to me, how could they possibly measure up?"

  Shiloh knew she was wrong. Despite the short time they'd been together, Ara, Elnor, Twil, and Beck had shown him more love than Kim ever did. He couldn't seem to form these thoughts into words, however, and Kim went on.

  "I knew about your fetish too, Bish. You left those websites open too many times for me to not find them. I never found any with women using toys on their men, only ever the fantasy. The magian with a cock capable of filling you up. I didn't have the ability to do that, but did you think I was bringing those other men around to hurt you? I was just testing them out to see whie I could trust with you. I could give you a beautiful woman and a cock, just not attached. Wouldn't that have been enough?"

  Shiloh's mind was rag. The more she talked, the more of her sins he was uo recall. Had she really been that bad? Did she actually call him a reinfort?

  "I'm so sorry, Bish. I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you, you know? That's why I'm here now. These irls were just using you. They pried information from you they never should have asked for. They've been using you to grow stronger, only strengthening you when they . I give you so much more. In this world, I be what you desired."

  With that, she pointed downwards. Shiloh lowered his gaze from her paralyzing eyes and, as he did, her clothied away before him. Her huge breasts pletely defied gravity, standing proudly upon her chest with those small, pink nipples he had pyed with so many times. Her toomach bore no hint of abs, but he knew just how firm it was. Her exaggerated hips swelled outwards, and her fwless legs went on for miles.

  The thing she had wao direct his eyes to, however, was her new addition. She a cock that had to be lohan a foot and as thick as his arm, and it was pletely fccid. Despite himself, Shiloh's mouth began to water. That thing would absolutely destroy him. It would be thiough to squeeze his prostate all by itself. It could fill him with so much cum...

  Twil's cries of ecstasy broke through the trance Shiloh had found himself in. He and Kim both looked over and saw her fiercely ejag, suspended in midair and free of Kim's shadow magic, but cumming untrolbly. Kim was pletely baffled, but the se before them was exactly what Shiloh required to break free of her insidious trol.

  Why was Twil cumming like that? Because she'd gotten a skill that would allow her to store climaxes and release them ter for invulnerability until she finished. Climaxes she must have stored while she and the ave Shiloh so much pleasure that his mind literally could not take it anymore and he'd passed out. Pleasure they had given him to level him up. Levels they insisted he get because they were terrified of losing him. Terrified because they loved him so much that they didn't want to be without him.

  How did Shiloh know about that skill? Because the information that Kim had just accused them of taking from him was the same information that their party willingly shared with each other. Information that not even married couples shared; intimate information that would be the undoing of any of us if one of us chose to betray the others. The amount of trust they had in each other and in him blew the accusations pletely out of Shiloh's mind. This being, this facsimile, this... aberration before him was not Kim, and it was trying to pull them apart.

  Twil colpsed to the ground, breathing hard. Kim saw her opening and took it, dashing towards the halfling as a shadow-sword materialized in her hands. She raised it in preparation for a strike as Twil looked up. Twil saw the giant rinting at her while holding a bde as tall as she was, and she looked at Shiloh. She gave him a small smile, and a look of plete trust washed over her face.

  Kim's bde came down, and Twil phased out. Timeskip could be used three times before Twil ran out of mana, but once was all Shiloh needed. Seeing red from this whore trying to hurt one of his girls, he immediately called upon the only skill that would exact his revenge upon her. Nearly three thousand points of Lust, verted to power, rushed out of him as Aphrodite's Favor activated, and a blindingly bright light rushed out from him.

  Kim had just enough time to turn around and realize she was done for before the light collided with her sternum. She screamed in agony, but the sound was cut off as the majority of her upper body was vaporized. As the rest of her corpse colpsed to the floor, the light followed it and erased any evidence of her existence from the world before it flickered out.

  Shiloh felt suddenly drained, aood stock still, panting. Losing all that Lust that quickly made him feel like he'd run a mile in five minutes. He had finished off the boss, though. He had protected Twil after she'd reminded him of his pce. He was hers. He touched the colr and smiled before a pair of strong arms ed around him.

  "Shy, are you okay?" Ara asked, dug into his line of sight. She was worried, but unharmed.

  "I'm fine." Shiloh said, smiling. "Just a little worn out from that."

  "That was amazing, Shy." Elnor said from behind him. He looked back at her and smiled again at her first use of his niame.

  "You didn't even leave enough for me to piss on!" Beck mented loudly from the pce where Kim had been disied.

  Twil's voice came from behind Ara, and the Berserker moved so Shiloh could see his Mistress. "Very well done, Shiloh. I'm gd my gambit paid off, otherwise that would have been a tragic way to go."

  Shiloh took three steps forward and threw his arms around Twil, lifting her from the ground and spinning her in a circle. She squeaked ond went stiff when he lifted her, but he insisted owirl before setting her down again.

  "Thank you." He whispered in her ear.

  "You are wele." She murmured in respohen an edge of iro into her voice. "Never pick me up again."

  Shiloh drew bad gri her, mischief in his eyes. "Not even if I want to be punished for it?"

  "There are other ways to earn pun- Eep!" She squeaked again as he lifted her once more, swaying bad forth and holdiightly.

  "Punish me, Mistress. I've wasted all my Lust and I need you to fill me up with more." He said softly to the rigid halfling.

  "You are in so much fug trouble, Shiloh Sutton." She gritted out between her ched teeth.

  "Good."

  Trial of Hera pleted!

  Now returning to Glitnir.

  "Umm... Did you all-" Beck started before the world ed around them. It vanished into bess before turning bato the valley they had found the new dungeoran. "-get that message?"

  "Yup." Ara popped the "P", looking around in amazement. "So, was that not a real dungeon, then?"

  "It would appear not." Elnor said. "The entrance is gone."

  She was right. Where there had been a rge, rocky cave entrahere now was nothing at all.

  "What the fuck was that, then?" Shiloh asked, setting his Mistress down aing her gre at him.

  "The 'Trial of Hera', whatever that means." Beck scoffed. "Have any of you heard of something like that?"

  Nobody answered until Twil had reposed herself. "There are ats of various people who had to earn blessings ical equipment by pleting 'trials'. However, there doesn't seem to be a reward here. Does anyone have a notification?"

  They all checked their menus and responded in the ive. "Should I ask Aphrodite?" Shiloh looked at the rest of them.

  " you just... do that?" Beck wondered. "Just like, talk to her whenever you want?"

  "He has a ritual for it, remember?" Elnor replied as she sidered the proposition.

  "ht! I fot about that. It's kind of difficult to keep all these skills straight, now that we all have so many."

  "It'll only get worse the higher we go in levels." Shiloh chuckled. "Imagine when we all have a hundred skills."

  "We won't." Twil stated, drawing his attention. "One you reach level twenty, you stop getting skill every level. Level twenty gives you a skill and thirty stat points, but you don't get another skill until level twenty-five. Instead, you get stat points every level. Until level fifty, you get a skill every five levels. Then, until level one hundred, you get a skill every ten levels."

  "What happens after level one hundred?" Shiloh asked.

  "We don't know." Twil admitted. "There have been only three people in history to reach level one hundred, and they're all dead. The records we have of their skills indicate that they still gained skills, but the information became very vague."

  "What's the max level you be?"

  "We don't know that either. The records beyond level one hundred indicate that they still gained levels, and some historians argue that level two hundred must be the cap. It doesn't really matter, though. After level one hundred, you will have the power of a minor deity." Twil told him with a gre. "If you live that long, which is not guaranteed if you keep pig me up."

  "Murdering him would defeat the purpose of my little team-building exercise." An unfamiliar voice sounded as if from all around them.

  "Lady Hera?" Elnor asked.

  "Yes."

  "Why would you do that to us?" Shiloh asked, trying not to sound like he was whining ry.

  "It was necessary."

  Beck was far less trolled. She growled and her ears fttened. "Necessary my tail! You nearly got Shy killed!"

  "The fire in you is most admirable, but you would do well not to be so irreverent." Her voice grew cold and a presence desded on them, like the gravity had been turned up. The air itself seemed heavy with her warning.

  "Why, Lady Hera, was it necessary for us to plete the trial?" Elnor asked when the presence had let up.

  There seemed to be a sigh before the goddess spoke again. "A vote was called, and the cil of Twelve decided that a trial was in order to ehat Shiloh was w for what he was getting. It is against our ws to frivolously bestow mortals with endowments, and Aphrodite's miracle was the final straw.

  "She has been far menerous with Shiloh than any of us have been with our avatars for turies, what with the magic she pced in his body, the frequent visits and advice she has given him, and the boons she vinemesis and Akeso to bestow upon him. We do not begrudge her for taking a special i, not where matters of the heart are ed, but we have found it to be uo ud ued mortals with such grand gifts."

  "Well then, I thank you, Lady Hera, for deigning to duct this trial." Shiloh said, looking around at his furious, but uninjured, allies. "I am grateful that you were not unreasonable in your testing. I am sure there are others who would have been... less ined to give us a fair shot."

  The goddess materialized partially before him. Her form was all motes of light and ever-shifting, like the rainbow created from a mist of water. She, like Aphrodite, was beautiful ireme. However, where Aphrodite oozed sex appeal and sensuality, Hera emanated matronly dignity. Her eyes softened as they beheld Shiloh, and she nodded o him before disappearing again.

  In a voice barely more than a whisper, they heard her o time. "For exceeding my expectations."

  A chest appeared in the middle of them, easily three feet long, one foot wide and two feet tall. Shiloh bent down and ope, revealing it to be full of gold and silver s. The girls all gasped, but he was left feeling bemused. Once more, he had no frame of refereo appreciate the enormity of what was happening around him.

  "So is this a lot?" He asked, sighing.

  "It's hard to tell just how much there is, with the gold and silver mixed together." Ara murmured, bending down and digging through the s to see if it was the same all the way down. It was.

  "This is enough money for all of us to live fortably for at least a year." Twil said. "Or, perhaps, enough to purchase new gear for all of us, depending on the quality and quantity of entments we want on it."

  "A very generous gift, then." Shiloh smirked. "I thought she was just telling us we didn't deserve what we already had."

  "She told us that the gods want assurahat you are worthy of what you're being given." Elnor replied softly. "The gods rarely hand out the skills, boons, and advice that you've been given, but they have no need of . Giving us this money is the equivalent of the tip one might give for excellent service at a tavern. It's a pittanpared to the value of what you've beeowed with."

  Shiloh nodded. "I see. They're far less ed with whether we have a bit nicer mortal gear or a more fortable living arrahan they are with whether I will besmirch their names by misusing or abusing the powers I have."

  "Precisely." Elnor affirmed, looking back down at the chest. "Well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I think we've been out long enough for this expeditio's head back to Chattery, shall we?"

  They all agreed, and Shiloh vahe money, chest and all, into his iory before they set off.