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  It was, indeed, something fshier. tally, it was another on—a magical casting implement just like Liz had received, though in this case, not a wand. Nor a crystal ball, like what Ana would typically wield.

  Nor, indeed, a on in any traditional sense.

  "Oh," Ana said. "That is … quite strange."

  "Strange," Natalie repeated ftly. "That's the uatement of the year."

  Liz's wand, at least, had ged into lewd form through a 'form shift'. This spellcasting on, oher hand, seemed to be an item with a more static presentation.

  ***

  Expanding Nexus Gem

  Rare

  Lv. 2

  Effects

  - Are Reservoir. Mana be stored ihe Expanding Nexus Gem and ter drawn upon. When the Nexus Gem is overfilled, maximum capacity and physical size grow.

  - The Nexus Gem only be used when ied by someoher than the wearer.

  - Maximum capacity only be increased while unequipped.

  - Moderate increase to magical Furor.

  Description

  A hands-free primary on made of smooth steel and capped with a sparklione. When the gem is emptied of mana, it has a dull, clear appearance. Filled at maximum capacity, the gem will gloale, lustrous blue.

  ***

  "This is absurd," Natalie said.

  "I agree," Ana replied instantly. "Ahat increases mana pool? With a persistent moderate Furor boost? That isn't a on that remotely deserves to be called a 'level two' on. How is it s?"

  "Strong," Natalie said. "That's what you're focused on."

  Ana paused. "The method of equipping is, admittedly, odd," she ceded. "But I already agreed with you there. A's strength is the more astoundiure. Plus, from a practical standpoint, that it be wielded hands-free is objectively good."

  Was Ana joking? Messing with her again?

  "Though the fact I 't i it myself does make it less ve," Ana said. "The logistics could be an issue, especially in sudden spars or other events hosted at the Academy." She tilted her head. "Perhaps the solution is to always leave it in."

  Natalie stared at her. There wasn't much else to do in a situation like this, with Ana deliveriences like that.

  "I wonder how much it grows, too," Ana tinued, either oblivious or ung about Natalie's incredulity. Or maybe iionally pying it up. Natalie really couldn't tell when it came to this girl. "I don't have any experieh that sort of iion, so hopefully not too much. At least it looks manageable as it stands." She eyed the buttplug. "Somewhat. It's rather rge, even for a starting point." She held a hand out. "Let me see?"

  Natalie mutely ha to her. Ana turhe item over, thehe buttplug up and ied it closely. She chewed her lip.

  "Yes, it's going to be a tight fit. At least we were given lube. Think you help?"

  "Help?"

  "I'm obviously going to equip it," Ana said matter-of-factly. "And the description says I 't put it in myself if I want its effects. So."

  "You wao plug you."

  "Need you to plug me," Ana corrected. She paused. "Though 'want' would also be accurate. I realize these situations we're being put in are awkward, but I am having fun. Maybe that's worth making clear, sidering our circumstances."

  Natalie's head started to hurt. Why did she have to deliver that reassuran such a monotone way?

  As for the request itself. Plugging Ana. As a matter of y. Helping her equip her neon.

  It was always ohing after the other with the dungeon, wasn't it?

  "Okay. Yeah. Sure. Whatever. It's a good on, so let's get it in you." Ana had asked, after all, and who was Natalie to protest her unwavering resolve for practicality? "Do you want to fill it up with mana first? Since you only do so while it's out."

  "No. Better to see how I ha at this size. And it doesn't say I 't fill it while it's in me—only overfill it, to make it stronger. If I had to guess, because eaew upgrade should e with a challenge."

  "Yeah. Right." Ana had paid more attention to the details than her. Natalie, personally, had been struggling to accept her new reality—no matter how often, and in how many ways, the dungeon shoved it in her face.

  Ana unceremoniously hahe item back. "Okay. Then, thanks for the help."

  "Just being a good teammate," Natalie said, feeling ridiculous. She sat down. "Here, get onto my p. Easier."

  Natalie patted her thigh, and without hesitation, Ana id herself onto Natalie's p, her butt stig up. Ana's cock—obviously hard from anticipation—pulsed heat in Natalie's leg, sandwiched betweehigh and Ana's stomaatalie did her best to ig.

  And, at Ana's naked body being so close tain, she tried not to think about how amazing Ana's cock had felt stuffed dowhroat, the noises she'd made while spilling seed straight into her stomach. Seeing how the girl was naked on her p, asking to be plugged, it wasn't easy. Natalie desperately fought away her temptations for a round two.

  Accepting her fate, Natalie uncorked the potion of ing lubrit, then poured some of the thick, slippery liquid onto her fingers. She looked down at Ana's ass. Or, her own ass. Natalie had known in an abstract way that she had a t, but getting to admire it from an outside perspective was … different. That, also, she tried not to think about—also to little success. How perverted was it that she couldn't stamp down arousal at seeing her own butt? Gods, this was all so weird.

  She wondered what it would feel like. Despite having her cock stolen, a phante to have her on ed around a hot, tight hole coursed through her, seeing Ana id across her with her ass stig up. Except, it was her ass.

  She seriously couldn't deal with this. Not that she had much of a choice.

  Finally, Natalie brought her lubricated fio Ana's asshole. She rubbed the liquid around, teasing her entrance. Ana shivered at the cool sensation—or maybe more at Natalie's fingers caressing her. A sigh escaped the irl, whiatalie ignored. She was already melting from this very unfortunate—or very fortunate—enter, and she couldn't admit, even to herself, just how aroused she was.

  Slowly, Natalie worked the lubrit around Ana's asshole, then slid a finger in, expanding the tight hole. Another noise of either pleasure and surprise escaped Ana, this time joined with a wiggle of her hips. Natalie felt nearly dizzy with her mounting arousal. Her reservations started to melt away—or any scious thought at all. She had a cute girl—wearing her body, sure, but a cute girl heless—on her p, about to be filled up with a buttplug, and Natalie's brain was determio enjoy the experience despite all of the oddities surrounding it.

  She toyed around with Ana, wiggling her finger in, coating her insides with ing lubrit. A sed finger joihe first, drawing another noise and another little wiggle of her hips. Natalie swirled around, then tugged her fingers apart, stretg the irl in preparation. Moment by moment, Ana rexed into the invasion.

  Natalie repced her fingers with two thumbs, then pulled gently iher dire, intensifying the stretch. She marveled at the noises Ana made, the reas drawn by her arousal. It didn't matter how stoic the girl was—she couldn't sit silently through having her asshole pyed with. Just like she'd gone red-faced and panting while having her cock sucked. Even Ana had her limits.

  "Taking your time, aren't you?" Ana groaned.

  Natalie twitched in surprise. She'd almost fotten where she was. She'd been pying around with Ana out of sheer enjoyment—enraptured by the way she could make her squirm.

  "Just getting you ready," Natalie lied—though it was also the truth. "Better you're rexed and stretched out. Like you said, it's gonight fit."

  Natalie grabbed the buttplug and li up to Ana's hole. It tapered into a point, making it easy to i, but at its widest, it had to be between two and three fingers wide—not an easy goal, seeing how Natalie's body wasly used to this sort of thing. She had to assume Ana wasn't experienced either, so the mental resistance of having something se pushed up her butt would take some quering. And Natalie was looking forward to that. Getting to help Ana push through.

  "Ready?" she murmured.

  With Ana's face buried into her forearm, she mutely nodded.

  Natalie rubbed the plug around, w the lubrit into the etal, teasing the tip across Ana's rim. She pushed, and the loosened-up hole slowly spread as her backdoor accepted the tip of metal. Ana groa the sensation, and Natalie's heart smmed in her chest, despite not being stimuted in any way herself.

  Bit by bit, Natalie pushed deeper into Ana. The plug was too much for the pirl, that much was obviht away. But Ana to the challenge. Natalie wondered how much was her arousal helping her push through, and how much was her persistent 'sense of practicality'—her desire to equip her neon.

  "There you go," Natalie murmured. The words slipped out without much scious input. "You've got this. Easy does it. How you holding up?"

  "It's tight," Ana gasped. "Just get it over with. Push."

  "I don't think that's smart," Natalie said. Better to work it in slowly.

  Though, admittedly, Natalie was enjoying the way Ana was squirming. As much because it was the better way to hahis, Natalie wao take her time for her own enjoyment.

  Natalie wiggled the plug in deeper, ing closer to the most bulbous portion. She met resistance, and Ana squirmed even more fervently than before, but she didn't tell Natalie to stop. She pressed her forehead into her arm, grit her teeth, and made noises of pleasure mixed with paioicism breaking in face of the slow, mounting pressure.

  Finally, they reached the summit. Natalie gave o push, and Ana's asshole spread to aodate the entire plug—and her ass swallowed the toy. Ana made her loudest groa, her back arg as the toy slipped in.

  But she'd taken it. A dull gemstone accessory—empty of mana—now adorned her back door. Apparently, Ana would be wearing it for the rest of the dungeon. And maybe to css, too.

  "There we go," Natalie said, patting Ana's butt. "All situated. How's it feel?"

  "Better than I expected, now that it's in," Ana said, surprising Natalie with her casual tone. She rolled off her p. "And, admittedly, more painful going in. But not so bad, all things sidered." She stood, then shook her hips side to side, as if getting herself, and her oy, situated. Her cock wiggled around with the motion, hard and with precum glistening at the tip.

  Ana frowned. "It's very … noticeable." She took a few test steps, walking around the room, then shivered, her back arg. "Even just moving around is a lot. Dunge will be iing, like this."

  Iing. Natalie s the phrasing. It would definitely be 'iing'.

  "How visible is it?" Ana asked, turning around and dispying her butt—and the gemstone.

  "Very," Natalie said pinly.

  "Hm." She shrugged. "Oh well. It's an incredible item. I would be idiotiot to use it."

  Idiotic might not be the word Natalie would use, but she didn't argue the point.

  "So, that's it?" Ana asked. "The loot chest is empty?"

  "I'm not sure I could handle aem," Natalie muttered. She stood, walked over to the chest, then closed and ope. em materialized, so their loot was indeed expended. "Empty."

  "Excellent. Shall we keep moving?"

  Already posed again. Natalie might be able to extract physical reas from the girl in the heat of the moment, but it seemed Ana would always regain her ess not long after. It might actually be impossible to make her blush outside of actively pleasuring her. And if not so, then at least plugging the girl up hadn't dohe job.

  So unfair. Because Natalie herself was definitely burning scarlet from the enter—as she had been sihe start of these challenges.

  "Keep it moving," Natalie agreed. She headed for the door.

  "Should we talk about it?" Ana asked suddenly.

  Natalie froze, then turned slowly to face the girl. "What do you mean?"

  "Us," Ana said. "And all of this." She chewed her lip, her brow furrowing the smallest amount in what Natalie could only assume was . "What we just did. Because you seem—"

  "There's nothing to talk about," Natalie announced loudly, cutting off that topic of discussion. "We're just doing what we ht?"

  Ana didn't reply right away, instead choosing to study Natalie. She didn't seem to know what to make of her response. Natalie appreciated the , the aowledgment that what was going on was strange, and embarrassing—to her, at least—but Natalie cleared her throat loudly, again interrupting the girl's ining response. She would rather not 'talk about it'.

  "Seriously," Natalie said. "Let's just keep going. All of … that … doesn't matter. Or at least, o have a versation about it. It's not a big deal."

  "If you say so," Ana said slowly.

  "I do."

  Aated, but eventually hough she didn't seem satisfied leaving it there. After a moment, she opened her mouth, but seemed to rethink whatever she'd been about to say. Finally, words came out.

  "Then, for the record, let me just say that I thought you did a great job."

  "A great job?"

  "Earlier." Aured down at her crotch. Her cock, which was still glistening from the oil-like lubrit she'd covered her body with—and previously, Natalie's saliva.

  Natalie stared at her. "A great job?"

  "You're very skilled."

  Like she was gratuting her on a good performan a spar.

  Somehow, despite Natalie's total ck of posure, she might be the one who knew how to hahis situatioer.

  Ana had shown a surprising amount of emotion during Natalie's pleasuring of her, but outside sex, it seemed that the girl returo her previous unreadability—and also, her social cluelessness. Because she thought Natalie had 'done a great job' sug her dick? That was what she felt like she should make clear?

  Heavens Above.

  She wished she could know what was going on inside Ana's head. What did she really think of all this? Knowing Ana, she might tell Natalie if she asked—in explicit detail. Though Natalie wasn't sure she was ready to hear the answer, delivered in the girl's stony monotone.

  And, bizarre as the words had been, Natalie admittedly did appreciate the pliment. Not that she wao go further down that versational path.

  "Thanks," Natalie said dryly. "But, seriously, let's tinue? We've got a duo clear."

  Ana nodded, also eager to move on. She gestured for Natalie to tinue.

  "And if I had to guess," Natalie said, "the room's gonna be bat. We only have a pattern of two so far, but I bet it alternates. Fighting, then … other stuff." She hefted up her hammer. "Though, who knows what bullshit the dungeon will throw at us? Like always, be ready."

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