What do you think you're doing?
Who told you to stop gooning? Certainly not me~β‘ (stop fucking pumping)
Can you focus on me? (Focus on your cock)
Pay attention (to your porn)
You're fucking pathetic (stay that way paypig)
At the end of the 41st century, absurd rumors had spread~
Ridiculous claims such as βmenβs rightsβ, as if such ππ‘π’π§π π¬ have any semblance to π«πππ₯ people~
All that talk was nonsense, for it took mere months to convince such social ruckus that it was nothing but~
They cornered you in the dark.
"hihi hero~" π
One steps forward, hips swaying.
"Did you know some dungeon monsters can feed on your INT stat? not *just* your XP" π
[ STATUS: TRAPPED ]
πΉ SUCCUBI: TWO
π§ IQ: TARGETED
π¦ XP: LEAKING
π ESCAPE: 0%
The other giggles behind you.
LEAK ! π¦π₯
You feel something snap behind your eyes.
-50 IQ π§
"It's okayβ¦ I don't really expect you to 'know' anything anymore, once were done with you...~" π€
[ STATUS: BRAIN POPPED ]
πΉ SUCCUBUS 1: KISSING YOU DUMB
πΉ SUCCUBUS 2: LICKING YOUR WILL AWAY
π§ IQ: 0
π¦ XP: 0
π PURPOSE: POP. LEAK. OBEY.
They press against you.
One lips on your neck.
One tongue in your ear.
"Just let those evil succubi DRAIN your brain its soooo much easier to adventure without a brain~" π΅βπ«
[DUNGEON ATTEMPT FAILED π€€]
Your knees buckle.
Your thoughts dissolve.
Your XP pours out of you like a broken tap.
"Good boyβ¦ now you're ours." π
You slump between them.
Empty.
Popped.
Hers.
ππ¦πΉπΉ