My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

Can you touch an ensnaring vixen? Apparently, the answer was yes. My hands wandered over all three of their bodies. They were both warm and cold. Their skin felt warm to the touch, but after touching them, there was a bone-chilling coldness deep inside. I ended up instinctively casting weak heal. When that wasn’t enough, I started casting moderate heal.

I kissed one girl, then the next girl. I slid inside them and had sex, but no sooner had we finished than one of the other girls jumped in from behind. These little mischievous spirits had no limit, so I had them all. I danced with them naked, and time began to pass.

I couldn’t keep track of time. It all became a blur. The girls were vivacious and always hungry, and so I kept giving it to them more and more. I felt like a champion. As soon as I was ready to quit, they seemed able to spawn me for one more go.

Finally, after an incredible experience, I collapsed on the bedding. Their nest was a massive circlet of pillows that filled a small side room. No other ghosts seemed to bother these three who had their own place. The spiritual girls collapsed next to me.

As I panted, stroking one girl’s shoulder and hugging a second, I shook my head. “Ladies… I need a break.”

“No…” one ensnaring vixen moaned. “Me next!”

“I need more.” The other cried.

“Me… do me next!” The third cried. “No one else can fill us like you can.”

A thought suddenly occurred to me. Whenever we were in the middle of it, I always needed to heal. Didn’t that mean that these ladies consumed lifeforce? If that was the case…

“Group heal!” I declared, creating a barrier over everyone.

“Ahn…” The three girls began to writhe in pleasure.

“Oh, hoh… so that’s what you girls want?” I asked, my eyes narrowing, “Then… I guess it will be your first! Moderate heal!”

I began to fill the girls with mana. I equipped hero to help recover my own, but I managed to keep up with the vixens. When I cast healing spells directly on them, they went crazy with lust. It was really incredible. More time passed, and this time the three vixens collapsed on the ground.

“N-no more… so full…” One moaned.

“M-marry us… we love you…”

“Our body feels like it’s vibrating with energy!”

“Hehe…” I stood up, my dick at full-mast, “Let’s start round fifty!”

“Y-you monster!”

At that moment, a door burst open, and a certain fairy shot inside. “You’re bad guests! Die!”

She shot out wind attacks at the three women. They may have been filled to the brim with life energy, but they were also so full they couldn’t even move. The barely even let out a shout before their forms were cut to pieces. I stared down in shock, my mouth open. That’s when the charming effect suddenly wore off.

Celeste spun to me after the monsters were dead, tears on her face. “W-what happened? You left me! I thought you were going to leave me forever. I’ve been looking for two days. You scared Celeste, you big me- hey, what’s that!”

She pointed down at my erect penis, as I was still very much standing there naked.

“Ah! Th-this isn’t what it looks like!” I grabbed a pillow, covering my groin area.”

The fairies entire body turned bright red. “P-p-p-p-p…”

“Now… it’s a mistake, I’m not a-“

“PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTT!!!” She screamed, fleeing the room.

“I’m not…” I reached out to her while covering myself with the other pillow.

{Due to extreme sexual deviance, you have unlocked the job: Pervert.}

Huh? I guess I am.