Tribal MILFs: 100x Return!

Neo stood in the dusty guild hall, eyes locked on the glowing quest notification floating in front of him.

**Fuck Zita and Delta behind Leo’s back as you guys go on the journey toward Goblin Mountain.**

**Time remaining: 4 hours.**

**Failure: Your death and everyone’s death.**

**Rewards: Dick Size Changer skill. Upgraded for better effect. Rank rises from D to C.**

His heart hammered hard against his ribs. Four hours. No choice. He had to take both women before dinner or everyone died. He swallowed, licked his lips, and walked straight toward the three of them.

Zita stood closest. Tight leather jeans hugged her wide, fertile hips so hard the seams looked ready to split. The top of the jeans sat loose; when she shifted, Neo caught a flash of bright red pubic hair. When she turned, another flash showed the deep curve where her ass met her lower back. Her leather shirt stretched tight across her chest, heavy breasts spilling over the open neckline. Bright red hair fell past her shoulders. Red eyes burned with constant anger. She kept snapping at Delta, voice sharp, fists clenched.

Delta was the opposite. A tight white mage robe clung to her like a second skin, outlining the heavy swing of her huge ass and the deep cleavage of her massive breasts. She held a staff topped with a white orb. Soft face, quieter eyes, but Neo could already see the calculation behind them.

Leo looked like any average man you might pass on the street—nothing special, nothing dangerous. The whole setup felt like a netori game, and Neo was the one meant to take what belonged to someone else.

He grinned, licked his lips again, and walked up to Leo.

"You’re the Red Star party leader."

Leo nodded, awkward. "Y-yeah."

Neo held out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Leo. Name’s Neo."

Leo’s eyes widened a little. He took the hand. Neo’s grip closed like a vice. Bone ground against bone. Leo’s face went white. He shouted in pain, knees buckling.

Zita flared up at once. She glared at Neo, red eyes full of fire. "Who the fuck do you think you are, hurting my Leo?!"

Neo pointed at the badge on his chest, then handed her a folded letter. Zita snatched it, read, and her face drained of color. Her heart dropped. Neo was a guild appraiser—S-rank by himself. He decided which parties lived and which got shut down.

She looked at Leo’s crushed hand, grit her teeth, and asked in a low, shame-filled voice, "What do I have to do to make you let go?"

Neo leaned in close so only she could hear. "Let me rest my hand inside your pants the whole time."

Zita’s eyes went wide. Leo stood right there. She would do almost anything humiliating, but the thought of Leo seeing it made her stomach twist. She had loved him since they were kids. She still told herself her heart belonged only to him, even if her body got used by other men.

She looked at Neo’s handsome face, then at Leo’s pale, pained expression, and nodded once.

Neo grinned. He slipped his right hand down the front of her tight leather jeans. The fabric was so snug his fingers had to force their way in. Warm skin. Soft flesh. He cupped one full ass cheek and squeezed hard. Zita yelped, then bit the sound back into a needy little whimper. Neo kept squeezing, kneading the firm meat of her ass, feeling it give under his palm.

With his free hand he took the letter back and passed it to Leo. "Read it."

Leo’s hands shook as he opened the paper. His eyes went huge. He handed it to Delta. Her mouth fell open when she finished reading.

Neo checked the floating timer. One hour already gone. Three left. Death penalty still hanging over all of them. He needed both women, and fast.

He cleared his throat. "The Red Star party is under my test now. We’re going on a raid to the Goblin Cave Mountain."

Delta looked at him. "But... that place is pitch dark. We don’t have money for torches."

Neo pulled a spear from his inventory, channelled pyro holy mana into the tip until it flared bright, and held it up. "We use this. Okay?"

Delta nodded. Zita bit her lip hard, trying to ignore the way one of Neo’s thick fingers had already slipped between her cheeks and pressed against her tight asshole. He rubbed slow circles there, then pushed the tip inside. She whimpered again, quiet, and turned her face away from Leo.

Leo frowned. "Zita? What’s wrong?"

"Nothing!" she snapped, voice too high.

The four of them started walking the road toward the mountain. Neo kept his right hand buried in Zita’s jeans, finger still working her ass. With his left he reached over and rested it on Delta’s hip. She didn’t pull away.

He groped her through the thin white robe, then gave her huge ass a sharp slap. The sound cracked loud in the open air. Delta leaned close to his ear, voice low and careful.

"Mr. Appraiser... if I let you grope me, will you give us a high rating?"

Neo nodded.

She sighed in relief. Being in a party had been their childhood dream. If Neo shut them down, that dream died. She was ready to pay whatever price kept it alive. What she hated most was how unreliable Leo had become. He had promised they would reach S-rank in two years. Five years later they were still barely D-rank. And he never fought other men who hit on them. She had to defend herself over and over. She still loved him... but every day that love got a little thinner.

Then this S-rank appeared. A real one. Letting him touch her body felt logical if it kept the party alive. More than that—if Neo stayed, their strength would jump and ranking up would finally be possible. She bit her lip, secretly hoping he would fall for her body and stay. Then she noticed his other hand.

Her heart hammered. Neo’s right hand was deep inside Zita’s tight leather jeans, moving in slow, deliberate strokes. He was fingering her asshole right out in the open. Zita walked as if nothing was happening, but her face was flushed deep red and her arms were crossed under her breasts, fingers trembling.

Delta closed her mouth. Zita had the same idea. They both understood. Keep the dream alive. Pay the price. They kept walking.

They reached the mouth of the Goblin Mountain cave. Leo was a few steps ahead. Neo called out to him.

"How about you go scan the area ahead? I’ll stay here and guard the two women."

Leo’s face lit up with relief. "Thank you, Mr. Neo. Please take care of both of them."

Neo nodded. Leo rushed into the dark tunnel.

Neo checked the timer again. Only two hours left. He cursed under his breath. He needed a plan, and he needed it now.

Then the idea hit him. The cave was pitch black. Perfect.

He pulled both hands free, gave the women a quick look, and said, "You two wait here. I’ll be back soon."

They nodded. Neo ran past Leo into the darkness, moving fast and quiet. He went deep enough to estimate Leo’s path, marked an X on the ground with his boot, then slammed his morningstar into the stone. The impact punched a clean three-meter hole straight down. He turned and sprinted back the way he came.

He reached the two women again, shoved one hand back into Zita’s jeans and the other onto Delta’s thick ass, and called toward the tunnel.

"You can keep walking, Leo!"

Leo’s voice floated back, cheerful. "Yes, Mr. Neo. Please take care of the two of them."

Neo nodded, gave each woman a hard, claiming squeeze, and the group of four continued walking into the dark.

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