Chapter 43: 43 Strategy

“Want to see the fantasy world?” I ask Angelique with a nudge.

 

“A fantasy world?” Angelique asks.

 

Brigit looks over at me with excitement. “I haven’t been over either.”

 

I shake my head. “It’s not that interesting.”

 

Blue flops on my head and agrees, “It looks the same as a big forest.”

 

We walk through the empty room and out into the forest on the other side. Brigit and Angelique look around with excitement.

 

Brigit slumps. “It does look the same.”

 

Angelique looks at a plant closely. “I’m sure if we knew herbology or something, we’d be quite shocked.”

 

I look down at Angelique as she crawls on the ground to look at things. “But it looks the same, right?” I question with a smirk.

 

Angelique gets up and rubs off her knees. “Yeah, it looks the same. But there is this sign.”

 

“Yeah, it was here the first time we came out.”

 

Angelique tilts her head back and forth, her short twin tails bouncing as they hit each shoulder. “So they found the dungeon pretty fast, and you haven’t gotten many visitors? It must be a warning. You can buy the language with points, right?”

 

I shake my head. “I can buy knowledge with points. But it’s expensive, and you must know the language to choose.”

 

“Can’t you just say I want this language?” Angelique asks.

 

“I want to buy this language,” I say. The menu pops up, and it’s only one. Purla is what the language is called. But it’s 5000 for novice. “It’s 5000. That’s too much.”

 

Angelique nods. “How many points do you have?”

 

“1520. That’s after spending some. I was broke until the adventurers came in and almost killed me,” I explain, gesturing to my wound.

 

Angelique shifts her weight back and forth as she holds her chin. “It’s hard to come up with a strategy without being able to communicate,” Angelique mutters. She looks over at me at the dungeon and then up at the sky.

 

“Well, it’s fine. We have time,” I say to lower the tension.

 

“You’ll just run out of points at that rate. We need something to bring people in but not fight,” Angelique states as she cleans her glasses.

 

Brigit says, “we’ve been giving out Hedone’s cum bottles to the poor woman who showed up.”

 

Angelique makes a disgusted face. “Gross. But while nutritious and minor healing may be good for the poor,” Angelique states as we return to the dungeon. “We need something this nympho will want to do,” she mumbles.

 

Angelique becomes unresponsive as she mumbles, purses her lips, and tilts her head in thought. It’s pretty cute. In the end, we stop and sit on the cot on the other end of the dungeon.

 

After sitting there for some time, Angelique proposes, “Perhaps some sort of Viagra product?”

 

“Yeah, but we aren’t a store,” I point out.

 

“Well, if there was some creature they had to defeat before going onto the next level… Can you block the entrance?” Angelique asks.

 

I look over at Christal, and she says, “It is possible to seal the door until a certain task is complete.”

 

“There is a way, but I don’t want to sacrifice minion,” I explain with a frown.

 

“Will it only work with a minion? What about a plant that grows in the dungeon?” Angelique throws out.

 

I don’t know. I look over at Brigit, who nods. “Give it a shot. We'll think of something else if it can’t be done.”

 

I smile and say, “your right.” I open the menu for minions. We’re looking for a plant that increases sexual capabilities with no long-term side effects.

 

The list shrinks but is still relatively large. I guess when everything that exists is here, there will always be a lot of choices. “There are a lot to choose from. But besides Viagra effects, what are we looking for?” I ask.

 

Angelique thinks and says, “we want something that can’t be picked so easily.”

 

Brigit jumps and crushes Angelique with her boobs as she leans over her with her hand in the air. “Make them fuck it!”

 

“This is why you're my sister! That’s a great idea,” I respond with a thumbs up.

 

Angelique pushes up on Brigit's boobs trying to save her life. “I figured it’d be something dumb like that. But get off me!” Angelique says through gritted teeth.

 

Brigit leans back saving Angelique. “Sorry!” she yelps.

 

“It’s not dumb. If they just come and take what they want, it won’t count for points,” I state.

Angelique nods with crossed arms. “That makes sense. But if it just needs a girl to have sex with it, they can bring someone to sacrifice, then attack again. We need something to stop or weaken the group.”

 

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Brigit says, “well, that depends. Can we make them all have sex to open the door?”

 

Christal responds, “Perhaps there is magic or something that could do that. But you don’t know that. So the best that can be done is a stone door that opens when something is defeated.”

 

“It has to be defeated,” I relay.

 

Angelique sighs, “Right. They’ll just kill it and not have sex. We need something that can fight, I guess.”

 

I shake my head with a frown. “Anything strong enough to fight adventurers will be too expensive as a minion and too dangerous to let roam. Also, it may kill people.”

 

“Weak monster, that’s still dangerous, huh. What about a self-destruct?” Angelique suggests.

 

“Self-destruct sounds dangerous,” I state with a frown.

 

Brigit shakes her head. “What if it explodes with aphrodisiac if you forcefully pluck it.”

 

Angelique agrees, “that’s reasonable.”

 

“We already have aphrodisiac, and it was countered,” I remind them.

 

Angelique pushes up her glasses and says, “That’s true. If you’re a one-trick pony, you will be countered easily.”

 

I think back to the fight. Didn’t the sleep spell work in the end? “What if we do something else?”

 

Brigit looks intrigued, “like what?”

 

“A mind attack. Instead of making their body betray them, it releases a psychic attack that makes you think sexual thoughts,” I explain.

 

“Wow, that’s a good idea!” Angelique explains with a clap. “I didn’t expect that from you,” she admits.

 

I frown and look over Angelique’s head at Brigit. Brigit gives me a perverted smile as she says, “you thought we were just dumb bimbos, huh?”

 

Angelique doesn’t seem to think as she’s still in strategy mode. “Yeah, basically.”

 

I grab Angelique's left arm and lean in to whisper into Angelique's ear, “oh, is that so?”

 

Angelique jumps, but it’s too late. Brigit grabs her other arm. “Naughty girls need to be punished.”

 

Angelique protests as she wiggles, but she’s squished between our boobs. “I did nothing wrong!”

 

While she’s wiggling, my hand slips into her armpit, and she yelps with a giggle. I raise my eyebrow. I barely touched her. I tentatively wiggle my fingers.

 

“HAHA NOooooO,” Angelique breaks instantly as she lurches as if she’s been electrocuted.

 

I don’t think I smiled so large in my life as my eyes meet Brigit’s. It’s clear we are on the same wavelength as we both attack angelique. “Haha, gasp, STOP!” she begs.

 

We start with Angelique’s armpits, but soon we shift to her ribs and stomach. She explodes and jerks in our arms. She can’t stop laughing, and it’s so much fun! Her shirt becomes disheveled, and she quickly breaks into a sweat.

 

We release her, and she falls on her back, breathing heavily. She convulses with light giggles even though we aren’t touching her anymore. “Please, I can’t take anymore,” Angelique says between breaths.

 

But there is something in her eyes. Maybe I’m just seeing things, but those are the eyes of a woman who is aroused. I look at Brigit, who nods. I tell her, “I’ll take the top.”

 

I straddle her chest and look down on this cute girl. Her brown skin glistens with exertion, and her curls stick to her face. “We are just getting started,” I state while rubbing some of the sweat off her face.

 

“No more!” Angelique whines. But she doesn’t even struggle to escape, and her eyes seem to be looking at me with expectations.

 

Brigit must have taken off her shoes because now Angelique starts to panic. “No, anything but my feet!”

 

I lean in and remind her, “I told you I’d eat you up if you came.”

 

I tickle Angelique's ears and neck, and she begins to laugh. Her high-pitched voice bounces off the stone wall. Her mouth can’t do anything but smile as her body betrays her. But once Brigit starts on the feet, Angelique bucks like a wild bull.

 

I didn’t think Angelique had this much strength in this small body. I increase my sensitivity to 60 and ride this vibrating girl. I quickly become sopping wet, but Angelique doesn’t seem to notice. She’s having too much fun.

 

I pause for a bit and look back. I see Brigit worshiping Angelique's cute little feet, licking and sucking the toes making her buck. Brigit’s sexy tongue hangs out after each toe looking like she just ate a piece of delicious chocolate.

 

Angelique's mind isn’t even there as we continue to play with her. She suddenly turns stiff. “Nooo! I can’t hold it,” She cries. She then shakes with wide eyes. I shove my crotch into her stomach as she convulses and rides her orgasm into my own, squirting all over her belly.

 

After she settles down, I get off her. As Angelique relaxes, her pees shoots out, falling onto the ground. She covers her eyes tearfully. “Don’t look!”

 

I gently rub her head as I pull her into my arms. Brigit climbs up and hugs her as we hear the splash of piss. “It’s fine. You can always rely on us for any fetish,” I console Angelique.

 

We sit there for almost an hour, not saying anything. Eventually, Angelique pulls away with pursed lips. “Jease, you guys are making fun of me!” she shouts. She then turns away. “It’s almost time for dad to come get me. Let’s go get cleaned up.”

 

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