Chapter 87: 86 Second Dreams

58 upkeep -20 stipend = 38

Upkeep breakdown:

Dungeon: Total: 10

Anti-men shield upkeep: 10

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Body Modifications: Total:  50-10= 40

Sexual Sensitivity upkeep: 5

Purification upkeep: 10

Taste upkeep: 3

Nutrition upkeep: 4

Unlimited Fluids During Sex upkeep: 8

Healing fluids upkeep: 10

OFF: Caloric Stamina upkeep: 10

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Knowledge:

Purla basics

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Minion: Total: 8

Slime Amount: 2 Upkeep: 1 Total: 2

Goblina Amount: 1 Upkeep: 6 Total: 6

 

Dungeon Points: 3,147 - 38 + 5 = 3,114

 

I find myself in another realistic dream. This time, I’m watching myself from a third-person perspective, like watching a video of myself. A variety of people and monsters surround me. They have a variety of shapes, but their appearances are shrouded by mist. It’s like when I watched an ecchi anime, except the censors went overboard!

 I can see a few people, though. Myself, Brigit, Blue, and Saphire. I’m wearing a dress in name only. There is a breast window, and the skirt is cut to display my pussy and ass. I look so confident as I stride towards Brigit.

 

Brigit is wearing denim booty shorts cut to the point it disappears between her ass cheeks. Brigit’s pussy lips are on display as the thin strip of denim presses into her sopping hole. It does have pockets, which makes it still functional. Her top is a complex array of fabric that wraps around her huge tits. The stretchy fabric pinches her huge nipples. Every move she makes twerks them.

 

Blue is human and clad in living plants. Vines and leaves undulate by themselves, making me wonder what they might be doing. Her wings are large and look even more like beautiful stained glass. Even though she’s big, she seems as energetic as ever.

 

Saphire now has a head of green hair and is taller, but she’s still cute and is wearing a maid outfit. It’s been modified for her pregnant stomach. I wonder how many babies she’s had at this point. Her breasts are damp with motherly milk.

 

I get on my knee and take Brigit’s left hand. Brigit covers her mouth, shocked mouth, with her right hand. I slip a gold ring on her fourth finger next to her pinky. Her ring finger. “Will you marry me?” I ask with a brilliant smile.

 

The me watching is flabbergasted. Me and Brigit… I mean, we have sex, and I love her. Is it alright? Hmm, I guess it’s fine. I’m already way past following earth rules. Mom was a goddess and said we can do whatever I want. I nod, satisfied with my dream self.

 

Brigit jubilantly responds, “Of course I love you!” She pulls me off my feet and into a deep kiss. After a moment of erotic grinding and groping, Brigit pulls away, “What about Mom? We’ve worked so hard for her to have sex.”

 

“We’ll just marry her too,” I respond happily.

 

“A three-way marriage? I’m getting wet just thinking about it,” Brigit says while squeezing her thighs.

 

Blue jumps on us, “I want to marry Mom and Aunt, too!”

 

I give Blue a grope, which makes her give a delightful squeal. “What do you think, fiancé?”

 

Brigit waves her finger and chastises Blue, “It’s not aunt. It’s mom now!”

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“Ohh!” Blue leaps into Brigit’s arms. “Mom! I want to marry too!”

 

Brigit laughs, rubbing her cheek against Blue’s cute face, “Alright. Let your mommies get married first, and we’ll have another marriage together.”

 

“YAY!” Blue exclaims, flying through the sky with her arms raised in excitement.

 

After this, a ridiculous orgy begins. It’s hard for me to see what’s happening due to the mist, but the moans tell the story to my ears. I grind against something soft, and my wet pussy builds towards orgasm.

 

My eyes flutter open as the morning sun peaks between the shades. I’m lying on top of Mom, and my legs straddle Mom’s left thigh. To my right, Brigit is moaning with her legs straddling mom’s opposite thigh.

 

I glide up and down her thick thigh; the feeling is out of this world. Brigit is next to me, humping mom with loud slaps. She moans, “MMmooonnnn~ ffffuuuccckkk~ It’s like having a vibrator on maximum without the irritation!”

 

When I press my pussy into Mom’s thigh, it feels like it’s being licked, sucked, and pinched all at the same time. “Mom, mom, mom, AAaaaaammAAAAazzziinngg! Touch me ppplllease~” I moan and beg Mom.

 

Mom gently caresses my hair. “I’m sorry, honey. You’ll need to rely on your sister. If I touch you like that, it’d be dangerous.”

 

We sandwich ourselves between mom’s ginormous boobs. Brigit’s face smooshes into mine as we are squeezed together. Our lips part, and tongues twirl. We grab each other’s nipples and pull on them mercilessly.

 

 It isn’t long before we are both cuming, covering mom’s legs in our love juices. My girl cum splashes all over the room and seeps into the bed. Eventually, I calm down and lie on Mom’s stomach with sis.

 

I look into Brigit’s beautiful eyes. “I love you,” I say.

 

“I love you too,” Brigit says with a glowing smile.

 

We both look up between mom’s tits. ““We love mom too!”” We both say.

 

Mom swishes our hair and lovingly responds, “You girls. I love you both. You’re my greatest treasures.”

 

We snuggle for a bit, and Mom states, “You’ve both been working too hard. You should take a break.”

 

I look at Mom quizzically. If someone steals the dungeon, we’ll die. “What about the dungeon?” I question.

 

Mom confidently replies, “I will take care of the dungeon. You two have fun and relax.”

 

“Is that allowed?” It feels like cheating, and Mom, while supportive, doesn’t usually intervene unless she has to.

 

Brigit laughs at me and playfully pushes my shoulder, “Who’s going to stop her.”

 

“You’re right. Thanks, Mom,” I say, still a bit worried.

 

Later, we have breakfast, and I am considering not going to training in the morning since I have a vacation. But I never thought of getting Musha’s or Ayame’s number. Stuck, I put on my workout clothes and head out.

 

I intend to tell them I’m taking a break. They are shocked by my sudden recovery and question whether I’ve been taking drugs. I awkwardly make bad excuses, which they at least verbally accept. Musha and Ayame quickly become excited that we can start real training that was planned from the beginning. Carried by their excitement, we do basic training, and they inspect my muscles and flexibility again.

 

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