TDM 12

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
As a token of appreciation to all of our guests, the house and resort have worked in collaboration with the all powerful system that transmigrates souls between worlds to bring you a special excursion! All are invited to participate in our limited time event, Tits out! A Sex Dungeon! where guests can shop, craft, adventure, treasure hunt, and battle.
During this event, sexual encounters with WILDCARD guests are worth double the payout, so please keep an eye out for our new arrivals! Other supplies, such as typically banned weapons, are also available.
We appreciate our low rank guests temporarily adjusting their living quarters to accommodate this delightful experience. Extra thanks to you for your generosity! 】

WINDING MARKET
SPECIALTY SHOPS
JOBS & QUESTS
Are you looking to make big coin? Do you have the strength and endurance to take on the dungeon? Then we want YOU to join our guild's quest to sLay!
The dungeon is teeming with sexy monsters that need sLaying. All you need to do to sLay is to fuck them real good! Once satisfied, these sexy monsters may drop quality loot. Join in the hunt to sLay and consolidate drops with our guild! We're happy to make trades or buy.
Yaaassss sLay all day!
JOB POSTING ONE! BIG PAYOUT FOR EASY WORK!
I am a pharmacist looking for some brave adventurers willing to go down into the dungeon and collect dongle flower milk for me. I need at least 10 bottles! This is an important ingredient in one of my popular prescriptions. I am not athletic enough to go get it myself and my supplies are running low.
Please deliver all dongle flower milk to the medical shop in the northwest corner of the market. Please note, I need FULL bottles. Do not skimp or I won't pay!
JOB POSTING TWO! HELP A WOMAN'S GROWING BUSINESS!
I am a young lady looking to expand my make-up business. I heard rumors that there's water in the dungeon that could make an AMAZING base for make-up products. But it sounds like it's super scary in there and I don't want to go. Please, someone, help!
You can bring all bottles of dungeon water to the make-up booth in the southeast corner of the market. I'm willing to pay in chips or trade some of my current products. My face masks and nail polishes are really good!
JOB POSTING THREE! PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY!
Hello. I need many dungeon slime cores, so I am looking for everyone and anyone willing to go slime hunting and gather some for me. We can negotiate pay based upon the number of slime cores brought. Do not inquire what the slimes or their cores are needed for.
Please bring all slime and slime core deliveries to back door of the Dried and Baked Sundries shop. Thank you!
JOB POSTING FOUR! I WANT COLLECTABLES!
If you're going into the dungeon, I want collectables. If you find that fabled treasure room, bring me back something cool and shiny. I'm willing to pay good money! I don't care what it is as long as it's hard to get and I can brag to my friends about it.
You can find me drinking in the tavern. I'll be wearing expensive velvet and a tiny hat with a feather.

A WHOLE NEW BASEMENT
UPPER DUNGEON
LOWER DUNGEON

TREASURE ROOM
OOC NOTES
▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.
▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's November event and is designed to provide content for players through the mods' December break. The marketplace and dungeon will ICly conclude on January 1st.
▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header. The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!
▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!
▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.
▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

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[The quiet chuckle just barely audible through the slab of wall between them can be felt more than heard, wispy warm breaths over Quincy's cock from the lips pressed close against it. Matoba watches Quincy's cock twitch and bob in its trap as blood rushes, standing at attention from the wall. Fingertips trail down its length again, teasing along pronounced veins and then trail downward; Matoba cups Quincy's heavy sack and palms him, rolling and slowly squeezing to feel the tension of rushing arousal.]
[It's a nice cock to look at, and nice to feel... A shame, really, that he's just too large to have a lot of fun with. Well... Maybe that's a line that he can toe, though, if this wall eliminates the risk of the giant on the other side taking matters into his own hands...]
[Ah, and he still needs to repay the favor of him doing so, before, when he got himself off...]
[Not that Matoba needs all that much excuse to engage in mischief when a serendipitous opportunity lands right in his lap. Still cradling Quincy's sack in both cupped palms, he leans forward to the upright tip and seals his lips over it, nursing and suckling free the first beadings of pre at the slit with a wet sound, then pushing his lips over the crown of the head. Thick even at the head, Matoba has to widen his mouth more than he's used to even to swallow that much, but it's still an easy enough fit- nursing with slow, patient suckles that temper Quincy's pleasure, stoking but not feeding the fire in his belly.]
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To add to matters—Quincy has always been especially sensitive along his cock. Touch is amplified without sight, and the giant groans as deft fingers play with his balls and dick. His nipples pebble beneath his shirt and the fine hairs along his nape and arms stand. One of his few outlets is his own bottom lip, something Quincy brutally gnaws when the plush warmth of a mouth folds over the tip.
Another broken noise grits in Quincy’s throat when Matoba’s tongue sweeps over his swollen slit. Suckling those initial beads of precum earns more of them, thicker and glossier as they leak. There’s no room to thrust, but he still flattens his belly against the wall in a pathetic attempt at moving his hips. It’s both too much and not enough. A warm clutch of mouth covers his cockhead but only nurses it, as if merely sampling the flavor.
That big model-pretty cock strains beneath Matoba’s teasing. Even with a wall between them, it isn’t difficult to hear the fluctuations in Quincy’s breathing—it isn’t thick enough to muffle sound altogether. More, he wants more, but his fat cock is stuck and completely at the mercy at the troublemaker on the other side.
………… he may be in trouble. ]
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[How delightful. How delicious. Matoba wonders how much more appetizing he can make it, if he builds up that power and forces the man to the brink.]
[His tongue slides away again, the tip left behind to the cold dungeon air with only a thread of sticky saliva. Instead, breaths flushes downward, and lips make contact with the plush, ample flesh of Quincy's balls- they tug and mouth and suck lightly, gentle yet insistent in their exploration of his sack, applying just a bit of pressure while fingertips continue to massage. He can't reach any more than this, with the wall blocking access to the rest of Quincy's body- a shame, Matoba thinks with a light hum. He'd love to see how the man would react to the surprise of fingers exploring behind his taint.]
[Alas. The patient teasing of his sack that leaves his cock cold and lonely doesn't last forever- a hand wraps back around the length soon enough with slow and easygoing strokes, pumping him base to tip again. With it comes a shuffling of movement behind the stone, the tempo of the hand distracted as though he is multitasking doing something else, and the faint sounds that may be pinged as clothing fastenings being undone, and fabric piling to the stone floor.]
[A soft breath of relief shudders against his cock again, the sound of answered pleasure and palm over skin that isn't his own, while lips swallow Quincy's cock once more into wet heat- this time inching slowly, so painfully slowly, down over half his girth.]
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And there's little he can do about it. Stuck in the wall, no way of reaching his partner ... Quincy's knuckles scrape against its texture again. Thicker drops of precum bead from his slit in glossy trickles over his cockhead. Veins thicken, darken, his cock's color flushing purple-red as arousal peaks. It's a massive, intimidating erection. Certainly not for beginners.
The shuffle of fabric draws Quincy's attention. Is he undressing? Touching himself? There's only picturing what the man on the other side of the wall might be doing outside of what he can feel. Fingers work along his length and draw another sigh; that weighty member pulses in Matoba's grip, hot and stiff. The heat of lips and tongue is welcome, and enough to provoke a genuine sound from Quincy. His voice breaks from his throat, half between a word and verbal nonsense, as his adam's apple quivers. Between lack of sight and with the contrast of temperatures, he's knotted up, goosebumps running down his arms and back.
He's slow. That mouth sinks down over his cockhead but takes its time getting to the rest, warming only an inch or two. Quincy's breath hitches, and the taste of precum on Matoba's tongue thickens. His forehead against the wall, brow furrowed with both frustration and pleasure. Another thin noise, very low, escapes from grit teeth. This isn't enough. More. Though he doesn't say so, the way his breath quickens and loses rhythm suggests just that. ]