Celestrico paused. She cocked her head. Her eyes widened in alarm.
"Gas trap! Hold your breath, now!"
A vent opened up in the wall and squirted a jet of pink gas into the tunnel. Both of them were surrounded by a thick cloud. Thankfully, Celestrico's warning had given Ken enough time to take a deep breath and hold it. He waited for the cloud to dissipate. Celestrico flapped her wings to clear the cloud and it didn't take long for the tunnel to clear.
"What was that?" he asked.
"A defence mechanism," Celestrico explained. "The gas is a potent mixture of aphrodisiacs and pheromones."
Was that all? Ken thought. From her reaction he'd thought it was deadly poison gas.
"If you'd inhaled any you'd most likely be on the floor now, wanking yourself into a stupor. Or trying to fuck me," she added with obvious distaste.
"Thanks. Spare my feelings, why don't you," Ken said sarcastically. "I take it the mighty hero on a quest to slay the demon queen isn't a turn-on for you."
"Sorry, you're not my type," Celestrico said.
Friend-zoned! a little voice chimed in Ken's head.
Typical. The one devil girl that didn't appear to want to suck out all his life... and he wasn't her type. If this was a wet dream, it was a particularly inept one.
Celestrico's tail whirled around while she cleared the last wisps of gas tickling around their ankles.
"Seems a bit of a weaksauce defence mechanism," Ken said. "I'd have thought there were easier ways to incapacitate an intruder than making them wank themselves into a stupor."
Celestrico shrugged. "Get too aroused and the Latex Womb absorbs you," she said.
Ken glanced suspiciously at the glossy black walls surrounding them. Okay, no more ogling Celestrico's ass he thought.
They advanced further down the tunnel.
"Don't try to take the fight to Asphya." Celestrico continued with her battle advice. "You won't catch her and you'll only tire yourself out. Let her come to you. When she does, don't try and hit her with heavy attacks. She'll just dodge them. Use quick attacks—short jabs of your sword. You won't hit her, but they won't use up too much stamina. Make her do the running around. Wear her out. That way you'll be victorious."
Celestrico stopped. The tunnel opened out ahead of them into a big, latex-walled cavern.
"It's through there," she said. "Good luck."
This is it then, Ken thought. He gripped his sword and marched forwards. He could do this. He was the chosen hero. He'd already taken down Sulpa the succubus.
He walked out into the cavern. The air here was warm and very humid. Mist pooled around his ankles like dry ice. The floor beneath him was still as springy as if he was walking across a bouncy castle.
Fighting on this is going to be fun, he thought.
So where was Asphya?
It didn't take long for his question to be answered. An orifice in the far wall opened up and a squirming black figure gave vent to a long, ecstatic moan as it was excreted out onto the floor of the cavern. The figure uncurled into the shape of a woman covered from head to toe in glossy black latex. The rubber was stretched tight over her body like a second skin. The only way Ken could tell she was in fact female was through the two bulges at her chest. As with Celestrico and Sulpa, Asphya was endowed with a large pair of breasts.
He couldn't see her face. It was covered in an equally glossy black gas mask. Wild blue eyes stared out behind thick glass eye windows. A short length of rubber hose hung down from the bottom of the mask. Ken was disturbed to notice that it resembled a gas mask without exactly being a gas mask. There was something disconcertingly organic about it, and he couldn't see where the mask ended and her catsuit—if it was a catsuit and not her skin—began.
Other mighty heroes got to battle against massive dragons and evil sorcerers. Ken had to fight a fetish pin-up in a gas mask and latex catsuit.
He supposed he shouldn't be surprised. He was inside a giant rubber vagina after all.
Asphya crouched down on all fours. Challenge flashed in her blue eyes. She charged.
to be continued...