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

As soon as she came into sight I pulled her into my embrace. Moaning into her mouth as she ground her body against my own.

It just made me feel absolutely wild. The absolute submission against my own will.

And maybe that was just my sadism kicking in. But I truly loved the way that her body shimmied against mine.

How her clothes were so easy to discard of. The way that her cute little mouth opened for me.

Her breath against mine. It was absolutely delicious.

A glint in my eye. One that rose just as I did.

Yet as I activated skill after skill. Rising ever so high, grabbing her list by the collar and dragging her down with me.

As she gasped… moaning back into my mouth, her eyes lidded in absolute pleasure.

All because she was serving me, that ever present glint.

I felt a tick in my head. A tap upon my shoulder.

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