Dungeons with Shorties 5

“Mmmmmph! Hrmmmppph…!” Abby struggled with the ring gag in her mouth. She tried to pull and yank on it with all her little halfling might, but she couldn’t get it to budge.

Even though Diagora was much stronger, she wasn’t faring too well either. Getting a grip on the ring gag was hard enough! Pulling it without hurting her jaw was just beyond her. She wasn’t a little escape artist like Abby!

“Grraaaahhhfff!” Diagora groaned as she wobbled and walked as best she could. With her tail portaled into wherever, she was struggling to maintain balance. It didn’t help that the dollsuit was still vibrating and pressing into her slit, making her waddle with her legs slightly spread.

The two looked ridiculous as they rushed away from the angler siren and Nabby. The cries of pleasure long since became muffled moans, and those faded away eventually as well! Stuck in the lair without much hope of escaping their confines, neither knew how they were going to get away. And they couldn’t even communicate besides bumping up against one another awkwardly.

The squeaks as they tried to navigate helped their biggest threat find them, though.

Diagora, again due to her tail, tripped and fell right on her oversized breasts. Abby turned around to try to help her as best she could with her mittened hands before she froze.

Nabby pounced on the prone princess, and Abby could do nothing but watch her traveling companion get nabbed! Diagora’s writhing and worming slowed down as Nabby properly bound her in gooey rubber! Ankles held together, arms pinned to her sides, the goo slowly slurped up her form until she was a rubber doll!

...but Nabby had no interest in the suited Abby. Nabby was only after who she perceived as Abby, and that meant poor Diagora was probably gonna be snatched and taken away to be tormented!

Abby watched helplessly as Diagora continued to squirm and wriggle, cute little “Mmmphs!” the only thing to escape her bonds. Nabby loomed over her and affectionate groped and squeezed her, playing with her new captive with an all excited, if creepy, look on her face. She squirmed and oozed over her captive with pure glee. Finally! She had Abby! And this time, she was going to make sure Abby didn’t get away!

Nabby paused for just a second mid grope and squeeze. She wiggled against Diagora tighter and tighter, slowly becoming smaller and smaller until she entirely disappeared from sight.

Abby looked on with worry for just a moment.

Diagora’s struggling moans and muffled squeals of pleasure only grew louder as she rolled back and forth, thighs rubbing against each other as she wiggled and squirmed altogether uselessly like she was trying to get away from her own body. Her entire body clenched up and the sound of the poor princess pathetically orgasming became all too obvious.

The Abby-suit started to bulge around her tummy and her breasts. It bubbled up more and more before finally it ripped entirely, and a rather irritated Nabby stood on Diagora’s bare midsection with a very disappointed look on her face. Nabby turned toward Abby with a bit of curiosity before slinking and oozing away from the pair.

“Mmmrpph?” Abby took some squeaky steps toward Diagora to make sure she was okay.

Panting and gasping, Diagora slowly pulled the remnants of Nabby’s rubber and the Abby-suit off her body. Her face was contorted into a pathetic aroused expression, tongue half lolled. But she was free! Even if she was still on her knees.

Diagora groaned and reached up to her head. The lack of horns was killing her. She huffed and clawed at where the little motes of magic glimmered. A little magic flowed from Diagora, and eventually the displacement enchantment shattered, and her horns and tail reappeared.

She fall onto her stomach, face red, exhausted, sweating.

“Mmmph! Mmmmmph!” Abby bounced in front of her desperately. Diagora was free! That meant she could let her out, right!? But looking at the princess so worn out, glowing with sweat… She was so pretty. Abby couldn’t help but wiggle just a little extra as she admired her.

“Fine, fine!” Diagora whined before sitting up. She yanked Abby into her lap and started clawing and ripping at the rubber mockery of herself. She hated it! It was ridiculous! And before long, Abby was finally freed from the suit!

“Pheeew!” Abby took a deep breath that wasn’t tainted by the scent of rubber. “Finally!” She smooshed right back into Diagora’s lap and giggled. “Thanks for freeing me!”

Diagora was momentarily stunned. Why was… why was Abby so attractive suddenly? The way her skin slightly shined now that it was free of rubber, her curly hair, her cute freckles, her curvy assets! The princess couldn’t help but blush.

“Yeah… uhm… no problem…” Diagora murmured, lost in thought. What was that thing that just tried to grab her? Why wasn’t it interested in Abby?

“Hee! Does someone have a crush on me!” Abby asked giving another little wiggle of her butt on the princess’s lap and demolishing her thought process. She popped up with a bit of a jiggle and spun around. Really, looking down at Diagora, she was truly delicious. The siren’s enchantment remained at least that much. A deep appreciation for the others’ body, an intense arousal that constantly buzzed in the backs of their minds.

“No!” Diagora pouted before standing up. She crossed her arms and started walking back to the toy room they’d just escaped from.

“Ah!” Abby stared right at Diagora’s wiggling ass. “Where are you going?” She hurried after the princess.

“To get some clothes, I’m tired of being naked!” Diagora grumped.

“Do you think there will be any?”

“You saw that room! It was full of toys and dolls! If we’re unlucky, that is Evira’s treasure!” Diagora huffed a bit of smoke from her nose. She hated that idea, but knew she probably needed to prepare for it being true.

“It better not be!” Abby griped.

The two marched back to the room they just escaped -- and away from where Nabby went. When they arrived, they were greeted with the slightly squirming form of the angler siren all wrapped up in rubber on the floor. Her little “hrmmmph!” as the two approached just screamed her helplessness.

Diagora and Abby looked down at the wiggling rubber worm in front of them.

“You thinkin’...” Abby started.

“Yep,” Diagora finished.

The two collected some various lewd toys that the siren had oh so happily stuffed them with and more than eagerly stuffed each and every one of the angler’s holes while she squeaked and squirmed in pleasure.

“Can you make them vibrate?” Abby asked.

“Hrm… probably!” Diagora leaned in close and put her hand on the vibrators and focused. And started kind of wiggling them without realizing it. Eventually, enough magic transfused from her to the vibrators, and they started wiggling on their own.

They watched as the angler siren wriggled all the more helplessly and seemingly clenched up before flopping on the floor, the vibrators just happily humming along inside her while only the weakest of little moans escaped her faceless hood.

“I feel so much better,” Abby giggled.

“She deserves it! Trying to kidnap us! Hrmph! I’m a dragon! I do the kidnapping!” Diagora nodded eagerly.

“You could kidnap me any day,” Abby winked.

Diagora huffed, blushed, opened her mouth to say something, and then finally fell silent. She searched the room and pretended Abby hadn’t just flirted with her instead!

Abby found it utterly hilarious. Though she hadn’t been particularly interested in Diagora at the start of their little journey together, she couldn’t help but enjoy seeing how the princess moved. Her cute little blush. Her inner struggle between her emotions to remain proper and yet her obvious crush on the halfling! So cute!

While Diagora was busy inspecting some porcelain dolls and the clothes they wore, Abby sneaked up right behind her and gave her a surprise hug from behind! “You’d look great in those!”

“Sh-shush! I--hrmph!” Diagora stared at the ridiculous pink dress in front of her. Really, it wasn’t unlike what she’d worn back at the castle whenever she had to attend some fancy festival. “Hrmph. Fine. I’ll wear this, and you should wear that one,” Diagora pointed to a dolly with a skimpy maid costume.

“Hah! You wish!” Abby giggled before giving Diagora another squeeze. “What about this one right next to yours!” The golden princess dress looked just like the pink one Diagora picked out. Part of a matching set!

“...you would look good in that,” Diagora murmured.

The two hurried up in getting changed.

“...why do these doll clothes have panties?” Abby slipped the tight undergarments on.

“Evira is clearly a pervert. Or a child. I’m not sure which,” Diagora gestured to the various stuffed animals.

With a little wiggling and constraining, the shorties managed to slip on the overly elaborate princess outfits. Even the shoes miraculously fit! ...though, Abby’s dress struggled to handle her breasts and looked like it might give way and rip any moment.

“Look at me, I’m Princess Abbyrella, lady of all the realms, ohohohoho~!”

Diagora rolled her eyes. “Come on! Enough goofing around! Let’s finish exploring and get out of this place!” she huffed.

“A peasant doesn’t tell me what to do, ohohohoho~!”

Diagora shook her head and started walking off.

“Ah! Wait! I was just kidding!”

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After hours of carefully spelunking the dungeon, the princess and the commoner-dressed-like-one arrived in front of a large stone door with just a small little crawlspace. Too small for anyone of proper height to fit through, maybe large enough for a half-giant to get a proper grip on, though?

“...I’ll go first,” Diagora said.

“Ohohoho~ I think not! Ladies first!” Abby gently pushed Diagora away and got onto her knees. “Plus, now you’ll be able to look up my dress!” She stuck her tongue out at Diagora before she started wiggling into the hole.

“Oh my gosh!” Abby cried from the otherside. “It’s the treasure!” she tried to wiggle faster, but it became very clear she wasn’t making progress. “A-ah! Hey!” She tried to push and tug herself forward, but she was caught by her large backside. “I’m stuck!”

Diagora rolled her eyes and dropped down on her knees. She started pushing on Abby’s butt before she froze. Her hands just sort of sank into the halfling’s flesh. Hff. Why was she getting so hot. She didn’t even notice her face was actually radiating quite a bit of heat.

“Wooow, you’re enjoying that way too much! Hee! Why don’t you kiss it since you like it that much!” Abby giggled.

“I do not! That’s beneath me!” Diagora tried to push harder, but Abby wouldn’t budge. Diagora more just found herself kneading Abby’s oversized backside! “You have to help, or you’re gonna be stuck in there!”

With her eyes on the mountain of gold and a large treasure chest in front of her, Abby knew she had all the leverage. And Diagora could use a little humiliating! It was fun! “Kiss my butt or no treasure for you!” Abby giggled far too excitedly.

She didn’t notice the slight wet spot on her panties. She was getting excited about this, too.

“That’s… there’s no way!” Diagora whined and pushed harder. Abby started to move for just a moment before she spread her legs and caught herself on the wall to keep herself stuck.

“Then no treasure for you~” Abby said in a sing-song voice.

“F-fine!” Diagora whined. She leaned forward under Abby’s dress and smooshed her right on her rump. She eyed the little wet spot on Abby’s panties. Her arousal.

Diagora’s face turned deeper red. Her body started moving on its own. She lowered herself further and started kissing across Abby’s mound. She nuzzled against it, kissed, teased it, her fingers slowly wiggled under Abby’s panties and pulled on them.

“Wooow! The princess is so greedy!” Abby giggled before clenching her thick thighs around Diagora’s head.

Diagora’s draconic lust was too great. She pressed right against Abby’s slit and started licking, kissing, worshiping it. She couldn’t stop herself. The feeling of Abby’s juices on her lips, on her tongue! She tasted so good! And she was so beautiful! How was she supposed to resist!

Abby panted while Diagora serviced her. “Haaa… yes… just like that…!” she moaned. “You got one from Nabby, now its… hnnnmm… my turn…!” 

Diagora’s worship only strengthened. Her groped and kneaded the halfling’s ass. She tugged and finally pulled Abby’s panties from her legs and dove right back in, just letting herself get drowned in Abby’s arousal.

Diagora’s tongue was quite flexible and far more dexterous than any human’s. Her uncouth sounds embarrassed her as she slurped and suckled on Abby’s slit. Occasionally, she’d pause just to torment Abby’s clit and leave the trapped halfling squirming and kicking her legs.

But Diagora couldn’t tease for long. Too consumed by the faint moans Abby made from the otherside, too drawn in by the angler’s hypnosis to love Abby’s body, and too driven by her own growing feelings for the halfling, she just wanted to make sure Abby was happy! That she would cum!

And she got her wish. Abby clenched her thighs again, and Diagora found herself trapped as Abby’s juices washed over her face.

Neither could have known that Diagora’s devotion was being witnessed by a creepy googirl who was moved by someone seeming to enjoy Abby almost as much as her.

“Hnngaa...hh… you’re good at that,” Abby breathlessly giggled. “Maybe when we’re done, we can play princess again! You’d be a great servant.”

“Shut up!” Diagora huffed as she pushed against Abby’s butt again. The halfling slowly slid and dislodged from the hole and plopped out into the treasure room. Diagora quickly crawled in after her.

Her eyes gleamed as she saw all the gold. All the trinkets! Equipment! Art! Everything here was worth so much! All untouched for years!

“I knooooow!” Abby gentle closed Diagora’s mouth. “But look at that!” she pointed to the large, jeweled treasure chest at the center of the room.

The girls looked at each other before they sprinted to the chest. “I’ll unlock it!” Abby cheered.

“How do you know it’s even locked!” Diagora grabbed the lid. Abby put her hand on it too, and they both lifted it together, gold glittering in their eyes.

Finally, time for their reward!

But it was empty.

The girls looked at each other for a moment in confusion. A black shadow dropped right into the chest, and Diagora and Abby were left staring at Nabby’s creepily happy face.

Both yelped and tried to bolt away, but Abby grabbed each of them by the hand and yanked them forward. They struggled as best they could as they were pulled halfway inside the chest. Their useless squirming and the kicking of their legs as Nabby tugged them closer was about all the struggle they could make.

“Let go of me!” Diagora commanded as she yanked as hard as she could. But the goo was already attached and running up her arms.

“Nabby! No! Stop!” Abby whined.

The goop slowly traveled up each of the girls arms, higher and higher until it hit their chests. It coated their pretty princess dresses in black, and once it started to close in around their breasts, it started to vibrate.

The attention to their nipples was all Nabby needed to get the girls to stop squirming just long enough to pull them in.

With a sudden yank, the chest closed atop the three, and all three were left rubbing against each other in the enclosed space, the rubber coating more and more of Nabby and Diagora.

“Sorry! Normally she’s only after me!” Abby said as the rubber wiggled under her dress. She tried to apologize more or explain herself, but Nabby’s invasion just turned her voice into moaning mush!

“I’d burn you if… it wouldn’t… burn her…!” Diagora struggled as best she could before her eyes rolled.

Nabby looked between the two excitedly. As the rubber coated more and more of them, the little devious creature knew she’d won! She had Abby. Trapped. Just where she belonged! And now one of Abby’s friends! One that was a woman of culture in her appreciation of the perfect halfling! And anyone that appreciated her halfling was someone Nabby could appreciate.

Plus, how could she separate the two now?

Soon the girls found themselves utterly and completely bound. Squeezed into tight little rubber skinsuits that refused to let them move much at all. The dresses decorating them was converted to rubber, and they were left squirming in the box, tightly squished between the four walls, Nabby, and each other!

Nabby wasn’t done though. Now that she finally had her playthings bound, it was time for the real fun! She wrapped herself around them and little rubber tendrils slowly wrapped around the girls, forcing their breasts together and stretching them out. The tendrils slithered and moved, positioning themselves right in front of their faces, and though neither could see it, both could feel their mouths being slowly forced open into an o-shape!

Nabby mercilessly stuffed them with her goopy tendrils and have both the shorties becoming a choir of stuffed and muffled moans as she pushed all the way into their throats.

Seeing their wriggling reactions and renewed struggles only encouraged the inky doppleganger. More tendrils pushed at their stars, at their slits, and slowly started to fill them, constant little vibrations sending the girls to the edge and past it. Their worming, wriggling screams were soon amplified by Nabby’s increased desire to torment the both of them beyond the breaking point if at all possible!

She flooded the box with her own ooze, leaving the two trapped in what felt like a solid mass of rubber that caressed every bit of them. They occasionally bumped into each other as they were fully submerged in Nabby. An inummerable amount of little tendrils started to poke at their soles, their necks, their ribs, their underarms, their ears! Every last bit of them was tickled to keep them writhing and squirming absolutely uselessly in their bound predicament.

Nabby started to reform above the two, leaving her supercharged rubber suits over the two tickling them, fucking them, binding them in the box without a prayer of escape.

Nabby wasn’t cruel, though! She opened the box lid and snuggled the two before slowly climbing out and collected some tiara’s from the hoard. She gunked up the tiara’s with her goo and crawled back into the chest, sticking them to each girl’s head and crowning them.

They were Nabby’s princesses now. And she was never going to let them go! She examined their work, their continued little struggles. Were they not happy? Did they not like being her princesses? No! That couldn’t be the case.

But if they were still so resistant, she knew a way to break them of that resistance and make them happy forever! She slipped away, leaving the two pathetically writhing, moaning, laughing, bumping, grinding against each other, two trapped things so close to each other, their minds ablaze with lust, imagining the other in their predicament and getting turned on while cursing themselves for being so aroused.

This wasn’t supposed to be the treasure! They were supposed to get out of here! They needed to get out! Somehow! Any way possible! They needed to get away!

But left alone, stuck in the chest, the only thing that could be heard were their desperate, gagged moans. Their squeals of pleasure and desperation as they struggled harder and harder. No matter how tight it was, there had to be a way out!

“HRmmph! MMm! Mmmmmph!” Abby tried to communicate as best she could, but Diagora wasn’t paying enough attention. The poor princess’s moans were chaotic and passionate, lustful and wild. Abby was struggling to make her own patterned. And seeing how useless it was trying to communicate to find some way out, her own started to devolve into a chaotic pattern.

“Mmmmmph!” the girls moaned together, trapped inside the chest, waiting helplessly for Nabby to return to their wonderful sounds.

Nabby returned silently holding a familiar glowing orb. She held it above the box and watched as her two princesses locked eyes with it. Though the tendrils tormented them slipping into more gentle caresses, Nabby’s intent was even more malicious. She knew exactly what this orb was doing to them.

The resistance in the girls movements started to fade. Their struggling and whimpering changed. Docile dollies. Happy playthings. Playful princesses! They started to rub against each other slowly, more excitedly, as lustfully as bound women could. Utterly hypnotized by the light, they couldn’t resist.

Nabby nestled between the two of them, cradling and snugging and groping them. Their only lightsource was the hypnotic orb. And the only things they could see were Nabby and the other in their tight predicament.

And the only way they could feel about it was impossibly horny.

Two rubber princesses stuck in a treasure chest. Maybe some adventurer might come save them, but most likely, Nabby would just tease and play with them forever. And as the lid closed, Nabby started her efforts up. She wanted to hear her princesses sing and laugh and moan!

The harsh click of the lid locking and their moans echoing around the box told them one very important thing.

This time, it was definitely GAME OVER!

...and they couldn’t be happier.