SpacesSnips

I died.
That's obvious. But I was reborn. How? Don't ask me. Maybe it was some god. A divine being?
Ah- It doesn't matter. My life burned away and now- well I'm stuck here in this black void. This dungeon.
Maybe I had lived a pious last life.
Laughable as that was.
But I was given a second chance. Told to grow my dungeon, to create hulking monstrosities that would destroy the world.
In short, I am now a villain.
I am the consciousness of the dungeon, the little orb at the end my body. And still I live. A projection of a body is created - a trap - and I am that. I am the one to guide foolish adventurers to their death.
My looks are curated. Soft features that entrap the mind. I am the dungeon. I am the projection, I am human, and I am the dungeon.
And I will conquer all. Every being will bow before my might.
"Before you're cuteness~"
Ah- heh- that too... help... I didn't ask to look this cute!

A Trap in a Lewd Dungeon

My finger trailed to my lips, parting the two and revealing the shiny pearls beneath. My tongue lapped at the gaps between, still tasting that... that seed sprayed across my mouth. That dripped over my breasts and down my stomach... I- I-

My hands reached under the covers. One to part my pajama's and the other to muffle the wanton moans that echoed from my throat. The walls were paper thin, and I knew a single sound could travel far further than I wanted it should someone be willing to listen.

I rubbed one finger across the edge, slowly teasing myself over and over again. Letting myself come closer and closer to that final edge. So that when my-

I stopped immediately, my eyes wide at this one realization. I had grown so used to the stuffy loneliness that came with living alone that I had forgotten about one thing. One really- really- really important thing.

God! How could I forget that. It was just so important... Hah-

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