Corruption in the dungeon

EP.7 Chapter 7 Damn woman, those are some incredibly fuckable breasts

I looked at Yulia, who was covering her body with a towel.

Her curvy figure was visible even though the white towel covered her from chest to thighs.

Rather, being covered made her shine even more.

It was a sensual body that drew admiration.

On top of that, her deep cleavage and collarbone that weren't fully covered were revealed.

She had all the erotic points.

To think such a woman would scrub my back for me.

I felt my lower body stiffen under the water.

"Do you dislike it?"

"That's not it. But it's sudden."

I was a bit flustered, not expecting this world to have a culture of scrubbing backs.

"Haven't you been working hard since your first day of awakening? This is all I can do for the Demon King who has worked so hard. Please don't refuse."

"If you insist that much."

A lot happened on the first day.

From being summoned to eliminating adventurers and absorbing their power, to shaping the interior and exterior of the dungeon.

It wasn't tiring, but it was a hectic day.

It wouldn't be bad to entrust my back to her.

"Please turn around. I'll scrub you directly."

"Alright."

I got out of the water.

Yulia tried to avert her gaze from my already erect penis.

I was inwardly embarrassed, but didn't show it.

I'm the Demon King after all. I have to maintain my dignity.

There was no need to be embarrassed that my penis was very angry.

The one who should be embarrassed is Yulia, not me.

Shouldn't the one who came in while I was bathing normally be embarrassed?

Thump thump, I walked proudly in front of her and turned my body to show her my back.

"Th-Then I'll scrub you."

Yulia cleared her throat and wiped my back with a soapy cloth.

I felt each of her hand movements while feeling the softness of the bubbles and the rough texture of the cloth.

I don't know what expression she was making while scrubbing my back, but her skill was remarkable.

"You're skilled. Did you do this before I was sealed too?"

"...Yes, that's right."

"Is that so?"

"You liked it. Having your back scrubbed like this."

"Hmm, I see."

I understand why the Demon King liked bathing.

If you receive this kind of service, you can't help but like it.

"It's good."

"Thank you."

Yulia, who had been quietly scrubbing my back, asked.

"Do you have any plans for the future?"

"I don't have any specific plans."

For now, the priority was to check the quests and assess our situation.

There's nothing good about recklessly going outside the dungeon.

And then our conversation stopped.

Swish, swish, swish.

Only the sound of the soapy cloth wiping down my back quietly echoed in the bathroom.

"How's your body? Are you adapting?"

"Adapting, you say. It's not bad."

Although I was possessed by the Demon King's body, there was no awkwardness.

Rather, it felt familiar as if it had always been my body.

Like wearing clothes that fit perfectly?

Silence fell again.

I asked Yulia, who was pouring water on my back.

"Have you been managing this dungeon alone from when I was sealed until now?"

"That's right."

"It must have been tough."

"Not at all. It's my natural role as the Demon King's servant."

"Is that so?"

Just by conversing, I could feel Yulia's loyalty.

Devotion.

There was no better word to express her attitude.

I was impressed by her preparedness, managing this dungeon alone, remembering the Demon King's love for bathing, and preparing the bathroom.

"Thank you."

"..."

There was no answer.

But I didn't ask further. I didn't turn around either.

There was no need to.

"...I'll scrub you in a special way for the last part."

Yulia said with a trembling voice.

"A special way?"

"Please don't turn around no matter what."

Rustle.

I heard the sound of cloth falling.

I could tell what it was without looking.

The towel that had covered Yulia's body.

That was the sound of it falling.

"Please don't turn around no matter what."

I felt a soft and warm sensation on my back.

The sensation brushing my spine felt like touching a soft marshmallow.

Breasts?

She had taken off her towel and was rubbing her soapy breasts against my back.

So this was that kind of service.

I didn't expect this far.

It made me think, as expected of a succubus.

Damn woman.

Someone's about to die from not being able to fuck you, and you're teasing like this?

I wanted to grab her arms and pounce on her right away, but I held back.

Because I know I'm not strong enough yet.

"Haa, haa."

The feeling of soft breasts with the texture of cloth in between.

It seemed she hadn't completely taken off all her clothes.

"Does it feel good?"

"It's good. Truly."

My penis was actually twitching like it was about to burst.

"I'm glad, heut."

The breath on my nape became rougher, and the moans grew louder.

"My Lord, My Lord, My Lord..."

She was calling me, but it wasn't a voice speaking to me.

Probably the Demon King from before being sealed.

She must be calling his name.

So I didn't answer.

Yulia's actions were for me, but at the same time, they were for herself.

I'm not sure what kind of relationship she had with the Demon King before sealing, but she was clearly serving me while thinking of the previous Demon King.

"Heuut!!"

A faint trembling felt from behind.

And not long after, Yulia got up and rinsed the soap off my back with warm water.

"Haa, haa... I-It's finished."

Yulia spoke with difficulty.

I asked her while facing forward.

Wow, her breasts are fucking huge.

Those breasts wet with water and soap.

The soap bubbles rising over those white breasts.

I wanted to remove all those bubbles with my mouth.

Calm down.

If I make a mistake, I might die.

"Do you need energy?"

"Pardon?"

"Didn't you tell me? That if I mix bodies with you, you'll take my energy."

"..."

"Are you lacking energy? Haven't you eaten a man's yang energy for a long time being here?"

"N-No, that's not it."

I remembered what Yulia had said when the quest to fuck her appeared.

That if I pounced on her, she would absorb my energy.

That it would be better to refrain until I could control that.

To think she who said that couldn't overcome her own desire and was pouncing on me.

"If you want, I'll offer my body."

Rather than making me frustrated like this after refusing herself.

It's better to fuck you once and have my energy sucked out.

It would be troublesome if I died from having my energy sucked out though.

Surely I won't die?

"I didn't expect you to appeal like this."

"Th-That's not it. I just thought you would like it, My Lord."

"I don't mind, but if you're not sincere, don't bother appealing. I have no intention of taking my subordinates lightly."

If she was approaching me feeling affection for the previous Demon King and not me, I won't deal with her.

Because the personality before being sealed and now are clearly different.

"I'm sorry."

"I won't ask what kind of relationship we had before I was sealed. However, if you approach me with feelings of love for my past self in this way, I cannot keep you as my subordinate."

I don't know much about their previous relationship. It's not my business either.

However.

It's just unpleasant to draw that relationship between them just because the body is the same.

"I'm sorry."

"Go out. I'll finish up alone."

"Yes..."

I heard Yulia picking up her towel from my back and putting it on before leaving.

Hmm.

By the way, how should I calm this penis down?

Yulia, who had left the bathroom, hit her head repeatedly.

"I'm crazy. I'm crazy."

Why did I do that?

I must be crazy.

I just went into the bath to help relax the Demon King's body.

To assist him as a subordinate, worried that the newly awakened Demon King might be tired.

I had no intention of doing such a thing.

Even though she was a succubus, she had reason. If she pounced on him wrongly, he who is not yet complete could be broken.

But the moment I saw the Demon King's firmly erect penis.

And the moment I heard the Demon King's voice saying thank you, that I had worked hard until now.

I couldn't hold back.

I wanted to serve him a little more for his sake.

So I tried to comfort the Demon King in a slightly special(?) way.

The problem was that she ended up enjoying it more.

'He misunderstood.'

That I comforted the Demon King using him as a masturbation tool while thinking of the previous Demon King.

That's why he was so displeased.

She knew that the Demon King before sealing and the current Demon King were different.

Their tone, gaze, gestures - nothing was similar.

Nevertheless, she rubbed her body against the Demon King.

That was a succubus's instinct.

The instinct of a succubus wanting to be embraced by a strong being and take his energy.

'I thought he would be weak since he just woke up not long ago.'

His presence was much more overwhelming than she thought.

To the point where she unconsciously rubbed her body against him, unable to suppress her reason.

She thought that perhaps he might be much stronger than she imagined.

"I'm an idiot."

Ah.

How can I make up for this mistake?

Yulia's worries only deepened.

***

"Don't..."

Amy saw the two people having sex in front of her again today.

Williams and Andy tied her to a chair and sucked each other's genitals as if to show off.

"Williams... I can, I can do better than her..."

"Don't listen, Williams. It's just useless words from a weak woman."

"Andy, you're the only one I see, so don't worry."

Ah.

Don't do this.

I'll give up now, so please.

Don't show me this sight anymore.

We were a good party, weren't we?

Why.

Why do you keep doing this?

Amy had forgotten that they were already dead bodies.

She had been trapped in this world for so long that she couldn't distinguish whether this was an illusion or if the death of her comrades she saw was an illusion.

In the illusion, a state where she believed everything shown by the illusion was reality.

Her devout faith was already gone.

The faith of her party members.

The love she had hidden in her heart.

The helplessness of God who couldn't help her in this situation.

Her faith, which she thought was absolute, was already shattered and barely remained in form.

Only the necklace with the symbol she wore indicated that she was once a priestess.

But what's the use of that?

When she's powerless in this situation.

"Stop it now. I don't want to see anymore."

Tears flowed.

Her will crumbled.

"You don't like it? Then how about this?"

Just then, Andy appeared beside her and kissed her nape.

How?

Surely until just now, she had tied her to the chair and was sharing bodies with Williams on the bed?

The original Andy was still mixing bodies with Williams.

Then who is this Andy that appeared beside her?

"Amy, I'm disappointed. I'm Andy. Your comrade. Did you forget your comrade?"

"N-No. You're clearly..."

"That's not Andy. Look. Andy wouldn't mix bodies with Williams."

"Huh?"

"Right? We're comrades."

Her head isn't working.

There's Andy, and there's Andy.

But it's not strange.

As she says, that woman mixing bodies with Williams can't be Andy.

Yeah. That's right.

"And, it's not me mixing bodies with Williams, it's you."

"What do you mean?"

"Look. Over there."

Amy's head turned at Andy's words after kissing her nape.

And on the bed she saw.

"Haa, haa. Brother Williams, does it feel good? My tight priestess pussy."

"It's good, Amy. But is it okay to do this?"

"It doesn't matter. Now my God is not up there but..."

Amy mixing bodies with Williams stabbed his heart with her finger.

"Here. Haa, haa."

"God, huh. It has a nice ring to it. Hehe."

Williams' waist moved faster and faster.

Amy on the bed panted at his rough hip movements.

"Haa, haa. It's so good! Send me. Send me to heaven! Williams!"

Amy felt that such a sight of herself was beautiful.

"How about it? It's you, right? That woman panting up there."

"Yes... It's me. That's me..."

It's not a vulgar woman like Andy, it's me.

The noble and devout.

The priestess full of faith.

The lewd and greedy priestess.

"You're pretty."

"Yes, I'm pretty."

Andy's fingers whispering beside her gradually dug into intimate places.

Breasts, waist, navel, pelvis, and then...

"But you know."

"Haa, haa. Heuut!"

"Is that man really Williams?"

"Heuut!"

Is he Williams?

Of course. That man is definitely Williams. The leader of our party, the strong warrior. The one who protects us...

"Look again. Is it really him?"

She looked at the bed with eyes hazy from pleasure.

And there...

A demon was violating her pussy.

"Ah, my God. God's penis feels so good. I feel like I'm dying. I'm going to cum! Hauung!!!"

And Amy was shaking her hips on top of that demon by herself.

She looks like she feels good.

I want to monopolize it too.

I want to pant and be happy with a penis deeply thrust in like me over there.

"Look closely. It's not Williams, right?"

"It's not... Williams?"

But.

Who is Williams?