Mutually Beneficial Dungeoneering 2

Mara grunted as she put a bag of monster drops in the counter. She also gratefully accepted the disposable towels that Rosie handed her. "I feel betrayed," she said, frowning. "Do you know how many goblins I took on tonight."

Rosie looked at the bag, looked at the white, sticky, paste glue-like glazing that Mara was covered in, and the trail of rapidly evaporating monster cum that she had trailed... She rubbed her chin. "Fourteen?"

"Fifteen, and one which I killed because I just couldn't stand any more sex," Mara said, sighing. "I thought-" she shook her head. "You fooled me. I didn't gain anywhere as much experience from this as I thought I would!"

Rosie giggled. "Oh dear," she said, shaking her head. "I told you the dungeon likes people who play by its rules, what I didn't tell you is that we don't know what those rules really are."

"Are you freaking kidding me. I let fifteen goblins fuck me, and even- even willingly," she made a disgusted face, "ugh, you mean to tell me that all I did was in vain!?"

"Well you got a good amount of drops, and you got into fights with fifteen goblins without even getting a scratch! Kamadeva might have fucked you over, but at least you can come out to tell the story about it!" Rosie encouraged, as she began categorizing the drops. Unfortunately, no pricy goblin penis this time.

"I still feel robbed," Mara said, sighing.

"Well, to be honest, nobody really knows for sure what it is that makes Kamadeva just give out tons of experience. Lots of adventurers seem to gain large amounts of experience from having sex with monsters, but then either they just stop getting the experience, or get strong enough to go deeper, looking for more valuable drops, and then just default to combat," Rosie explained, humming. "I know you can still gain experience even in the mid floors- I got a lot of experience for that minotaur bath I told you about. Three levels' worth."

Mara frowned. "How did you even get the Minotaurs to not attack you? All the stories I've heard say that they're berserker types and attack on sight."

"Kamadeva is Kamadeva, sweet," she said, waving her hand. "If you're not hostile, neither are monsters. Well, somewhat. If you're wearing sexy clothes..."

Mara sighed. "Of course. Pervert dungeon," she muttered. "Ugh, what am I to do? Level one creatures give crappy experience, I really thought I had something..."

"With how covered you were, I'm sure you would've gotten tons of exp," the pink haired clerk giggled. "But... well, I can share a liiiittle bit of my knowledge with you."

"For a price?" Mara asked.

The golem smirked. "Nothing you'd terribly mind, sweet," she spoke. "You see, it's actually really hard to find the rare drops from lower level monsters - most higher level adventurers who do that sort of mass slaughter tend to just speed past the lower floors since they're not very valuable."

"Like that goblin dong?" Mara asked. 

"Exactly!" Rosie said, smiling happily. "In fact, I'm gonna need you to get me four more of those."

"Do I get to know what for?" Mara asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Goblin Penis Soup cures erectile dysfunction and stimulates growth of breasts in women," she said, shrugging. "It takes a really high level Cooking skill to make the proper soup, but you know, even without a Cooking skill it still works a little."

"There's a cooking skill?" Mara asked.

"Sweet, how new are you?" she asked, giggling. "There's a skill for anything and everything you can think of, and stuff you can't!" she said.

"I won't even question it," Mara said, shaking her head. "Ugh... if I'm gonna hunt enough goblins for that much cock, I'd need some backup, probably. At least somebody to carry my loot, potions and maybe an emergency weapon in case mine breaks," she muttered, rubbing her chin.

"I can try to put you in contact with another low level adventurer. You're level two, so you should have a fairly easy time finding a level one adventurer that wants to tag along and leech off of your success."

"Will I have to deal with any weirdo that just wants to watch me lose?" Mara asked, raising an eyebrow.

Rosie giggled. "I could arrange for one if you want, but that would defeat the point. So, how's it sound? I'll tell you a little bit of what I know, and how to get some more, heh, juice out of Kamadeva."

"Do I have any other option?" Mara asked.

"Well you could try to learn on your own, which would take time and effort. Honestly this is two birds with one stone, since you're probably gonna want to kill tons of goblins before you move on. I personally recommend getting at least level 3 before you go any deeper, Goblins and Wolves each on their own can be dangerous, but once they start working together, it's really bad if you're not strong enough to handle it."

"I can't imagine many people think so highly of goblins," Mara grumbled.

"Most adventurers die at level one sweet, because they thought goblins are harmless," Rosie said, frowning. "I'd really rather you reach your potential."

Mara sighed. "Yeah, okay, fine, I guess, I can take this mission. Can you get me in contact with someone else? Two people would make it much faster."

"I'll see what I can do. I'll have a person early morning tomorrow, I'm sure, I know who to ask I think."

Mara nodded, and ultimately went back to the inn she was staying at. A nondescript place, thankfully she could afford a decent in thanks to the goblin wang.

The next morning, she met Rosie as she was opening the entrance to Kamadeva.

"Ah, there she is!" Rosie called, "come on out, cupcake! This is Mara Marco, the one I told you about!"

The door to to the back of the office that served as the low level entrance opened, and out walked-

A woman whose head was about level with Mara's navel. A gnome? Luscious red hair, pouty lips, a  bright glint to her eye, an open and honest smile... all failed to register with Mara, whose eyes were glued to the balloons attached to the gnome's chest.

Fortunately, Mara's jaw didn't hang open, and she was able to realize she was holding her own, not so modest but still much smaller, tits in jealousy. "So unfair..!" she muttered.

"Yo!" the gnome shouted. "The name's Geraldina," the gnome shouted. "But hell, you can just call me Cupcake if you want! Any friend of Rosie's is a friend of mine!"

Mara swallowed. The gnome had a body that was just unfair. She was so short, yet her pants nearly split at the seams trying to contain the wagon that trailed her, both her ass and her tits were just... woah!

"Yes! I, Mara, yes!" Mara said, nodding rapidly.

The gnome giggled. "I have that effect," she said. "Rosie said you were looking for a party member? I'm level one, I've only been inside once or twice, a bit too dangerous for me to go solo, gnomes aren't the strongest in hand to hand and all."

Mara swallowed. Every word she spoke caused something to jiggle, every movement she made caused her body to overflow with sexuality. It truly was unfair!

"Are you okay?" Geraldina asked.

"Geral-"

"Cupcake!" Rosie insisted, with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, it's cuter, I prefer that," Cupcake agreed.

"Being named after food is cute?" Mara asked.

"Delicious food!" Cupcake corrected, raising her finger. "I promise I'm just as delicious," she said with a wink, gesturing at her tight leather pants. "Wanna have a taste?"

"I- I prefer men," Mara said, not as firm as she would've hoped.

"So do I," Rosie said, "but I wouldn't pass on dessert just because of that."

"L-Look," Mara said, "we're, we're here to hunt goblins for cock!" she said. Then blinked, shook her head, tried to dispel the heat from her cheeks. "For goblin dicks!"

"Oh I could gobble them up for sure," Rosie said with a giggle. "Too bad they'll go into soup, they're really good fried!"

"Can we not talk about eating Goblin dicks?" Mara pleaded. "Please?"

"Alright, fine, you party pooper," Rosie said with a giggle. "Anyway, I can give you some advice - Goblins that are completely wrung dry are more likely to drop their dicks, and that actually goes for all monsters that have drops related to their sexual organs."

"What do you mean?" Mara asked.

Cupcake smirked. "If you want a better chance, we're gonna have to put some work in," she said, puffing out her chest. "With you, it should be possible to escape in case of emergency. Rosie Cheeks over here," she said, her hand spanking Rosie's own notable ass, "told me that you managed to walk back here after getting gangbanged by a dozen or so gobbos," she explained. "If you can manage that, I think we can definitely take a whole tribe out once they're done with us... just make sure to pack some stamina potions for me."

Mara sighed. She had money thanks to yesterday's haul, not the greatest amount, but enough to spare for some potions. And a goblin tribe with thirty or so goblins... she just knew every part of her was going to be sore, every hole would feel like hell, but... well, it was the best way to do it.

"In terms of time, effort taken, and difficulty... I'd say it's a high level undertaking, but between you two - I'm sure you'll be fine," Rosie said, "as long as your holes can endure anyway."

Mara knew she could handle fifteen at least. And probably a few more. While she hadn't grown any stronger between getting level two and the admittedly pitiful amount of experience her second gangbang had given her... she was at least getting better at handling dick. 

Easier to outlast the goblins if she made them cum quicker. They could only cum so many times after all! Slaying numerous goblins was made much, much easier when they could barely move.

"Ugh, I guess I'm going to let a bunch of goblins paw all over my body again..."

Cupcake giggled. "Hey, being willing to do what you have to is an enviable skill!"

"You seem pretty okay with this, do you not mind dirty goblin cock or something?" Mara asked.

"Well... I was born and raised in this town you know," Cupcake said, shrugging. "I only know from outsiders that getting fucked by monsters is supposed to be humiliating and shameful. In Rialia it's just what happens when you lose a fight in Kamadeva. Sort of bad, but, you know... At least you don't die like in almost every other dungeon."

Mara was forced to agree. Even if it was kind of awful, "it sure beats dying," she guessed. 

If only because at least she knew what she was getting into, and had accepted it wass a possibility going in. 

"Not everyone thinks like that, and we try to keep those kinds out of Kamadeva," Rosie said with a shrug. "But you're just fine, sweet," she said, "for an outsider."

"I'll take that compliment," Mara said, "anyway, you ready," she stopped for a moment, "Cupcake?"

"Ready as can be," she said, raising her fists, throwing a couple of punches and then a roundhouse kick. "I'm a punching sort."

Her plain shirt shook with her barely contained tits.

"Okay. Let's just... go."

The two of them checked their provisions and supplies, and touched base with Rosie, and then walked into the dungeon, ready to go deeper than either had been before, searching for a goblin tribal village so that they might engage in the age old pastime of adventurers.

Farming weak mobs for drops.