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Neo’s heart hammered as the quest window locked in place.

**Quest: Find the hidden room in the dungeon of the Golden Scorpion**

**Failure: Host death + loved ones death**

**Time remaining: 1 day**

**Reward: Bones Heart + instructions on how to merge Scroll of Death and Life**

One day. He had to move now.

He remembered the Golden Scorpion dungeon sat deep in the forest, a place even the local monsters avoided. The air there always carried a faint metallic tang, like old blood and rusted iron.

Neo sighed, walked into his hut, and entered the meeting room. Every woman was already there. He didn’t waste time.

"There’s a dungeon nearby. We’re clearing it. We leave now."

Alvina’s eyes lit up. "Perfect. That fuck in the forest pushed me to ultimate level. I’ll keep you safe."

Luna’s jaw tightened. The warrior spot in the harem had always been hers. Alvina was younger, more talented, and stronger in every way that mattered. She hated it.

"Yes! I want to go!" Luna shouted, already reaching for her blade.

Martha gave a lazy nod, stretching like a cat who had just decided the trouble was worth waking for.

Skaura nodded too. She hadn’t done much in the last war. This was her chance to prove she still belonged at his side.

They reached the dungeon entrance under a canopy of twisted trees. Torches lined the hallway, casting long orange shadows across damp stone. The air was thick and warm, heavy with the scent of musk and earth.

A minotaur stepped into the light. Neo’s eyes widened as it got closer.

It was a woman. Towering, broad-shouldered, with a heavy pair of curved horns and a body built for power. Her tits were massive—full, heavy, swaying with every step—and her ass was even bigger, thick and round, the kind of ass that could crush a lesser man. A short, tufted tail flicked behind her. Her eyes were dark and wild.

He didn’t hesitate. He jumped her, slammed her face-first into the ground, and pinned her with his full weight. Middle rank. Easy.

"Hold her tight," he told the girls.

The minotaur grunted under their grips, powerful muscles flexing as she tried to rise. Alvina and Luna dug in, knees on her shoulders, hands locked around her wrists. Martha and Skaura grabbed her thick thighs and forced them apart.

Neo climbed onto her massive ass. The flesh was hot and soft under him, yielding in a way that made his cock throb instantly. He grabbed one horn and tried to steer. She just stood there, breathing hard, nostrils flaring.

"Moo!" she bellowed, loud as a cow, the sound echoing down the stone corridor.

He couldn’t control her.

Then the idea hit. Neo shoved his shorts down. His cock sprang free, already hard and leaking. He lined up against the tight, wrinkled ring of her ass, spread her cheeks with both hands, and pushed.

"Fuck—" He hissed as her heat wrapped around him. She was searing inside, impossibly tight, the muscles clamping down in pure instinct. The head of his cock forced past the resistance with a wet pop, then he sank deeper, inch by inch, until his hips met the soft, pillowy curve of her ass.

The minotaur shuddered. A low, broken "Moo..." rolled out of her throat.

He thrust hard. Plap.

The impact drove her forward half a step.

He thrust faster. Plap-plap-plap.

Each stroke punched deeper into that hot, gripping channel. Her ass rippled and bounced against his hips. Wet sounds filled the hallway—slick, filthy, rhythmic. Her inner walls fluttered around him every time he buried himself to the root.

She broke into a run.

He slowed his hips. She slowed with him.

"Holy shit," Neo muttered, voice rough. "It actually works."

He gripped both horns like a steering wheel and drove her back toward the girls. Every hard thrust made her gallop. Wet plap-plap-plap echoed off the stone walls. Her fat ass rippled and jiggled against his hips with every slam. Sweat already shone across the small of her back. Her heavy tits swung beneath her with each powerful stride.

The girls stared, speechless. Luna’s mouth was slightly open. Alvina’s eyes were dark with something between jealousy and heat.

Neo kept fucking her as he spoke, never missing a stroke. "Call if you hit trouble. I’m going ahead to clear the minotaurs."

He kicked her sides and drove deep. Plap-plap-plap-plap.

"Moo!" the minotaur roared and shot forward at full speed.

Neo rode her hard through the halls, one hand locked around a horn, the other holding his spear. The rhythm of her body became pure control—thrust hard and she surged, ease off and she slowed. Every time he slammed home, her thick ass swallowed him to the hilt and her walls clenched like they were trying to milk him dry. Pre-cum and her own slick mixed, dripping down her thighs in glistening strands.

Every minotaur woman they passed got the spear through the chest. He left a trail of corpses leaking blood across the floor, the wet slap of his cock still audible over the dying sounds.

He finally stopped and looked back at the line of bodies. Cum already threatened to spill from her stretched hole every time he pulled back. Then he kept going, hoping the others were still fine.

He reached the boss room door and froze. Something felt wrong.

He turned and ran back the way he’d come.

The girls were gone.

His heart slammed against his ribs. Then he saw an open doorway and charged through.

The room inside was massive—way too big for a dungeon this size. He heard shouting and sprinted toward the far corner.

His women were backed against a small door, fighting a pack of minotaur girls. Neo hit the group from behind, cutting down most of them before they even turned.

The survivors finally noticed him and rushed.

He raised his arms and blocked the first swings as they surrounded him.

Then his mount—still dripping thick ropes of his cum from her thoroughly used ass—stood up, roared, and slammed into the remaining minotaurs, fighting on his side. White streaks ran down the insides of her thighs. Her hole fluttered open and closed with every movement, still gaping slightly from the long, hard ride.

Neo’s chest tightened. He decided right then. She was coming home with him. He named her Mo on the spot.

Together they finished the last of them. Only Mo was left standing, chest heaving, cum still leaking steadily down her legs.

Skaura waved from the small doorway. "Neo! Get in here!"

He stepped inside. His eyes widened.

All his women were safe. The room itself felt tiny for how far it stretched.

Alvina looked around. "Whoever lived here had to be a dwarf."

Neo frowned. "Dwarf?"

"We’ve met them before," Alvina said. "Crazy good with their hands. They build high-tier robots. But catch one without their gadgets and they’re easy to kill."

A quest completion window flashed. Rewards waited in his inventory.

Neo shook his head. No. Just reaching the room couldn’t be the whole point. The system had pointed him here for a reason.

He scanned the space and froze.

A watch sat on the table. It looked exactly like the ones from his previous life.

He stared at it, speechless, then stored it in his inventory.

"We’re leaving. Now. I don’t want to meet whoever built that."

They got out alive. Neo brought Mo with them, still walking a little wide-legged, his cum occasionally dripping onto the forest floor.

Back at the village he built a small room for her in the backyard, then walked to the meeting room where the others were already waiting.

Neo stepped inside, cleared his throat, and looked at them..

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