4.41 – Ana II


    "We did," Natalie confirmed. "I didn''t think you three would, though. And why aren''t <em>you</em> naked, then?"


    "Why would we be?" Jordan asked. "That''s <em>your </em>ss."


    Ana tilted her head. It was a fair point. The three seemed to have been caught up in the same trap, seeing how they had swapped bodies, but since they weren''t with Natalie, the dungeon had given them a less sex-oriented debacle.


    "But what''s the point, then?" Natalie asked, confused. "What''s even the challenge?"


    "What''s the challenge?" Jordan asked, eyebrows going up. "Our sses and bodies are swapped. What do you mean, what''s the challenge?"


    Ah. Ana and Natalie had gotten to keep their sses, but that was because they had lewder activities to undergo—thebat was peripheral. Not so for the rest of the party, who had been split off into a simr, but different, adventure.


    Ana had only just gotten used to seeing <em>Natalie</em> talk in a different body. The rest of her team also having been scrambled was difficult to adjust to. She needed to constantly remind herself who was speaking. Not Sofia, but Jordan wearing Sofia''s body.


    "You didn''t keep your sses?"


    "<em>You</em> did?"


    "Yeah."


    Jordan''s brow scrunched down. "Well, then, what''s the point for <em>you? </em>What''s the trap?" She paused, and her lips curled up mischievously. "Actually, another dumb question. Let me guess. You two are handling some <em>other </em>difficulties from swapping bodies." Her eyes flicked to Ana—wearing Natalie''s body—who was covering herself with both hands.


    Natalie was more embarrassed by the implication than Ana, like usual. Her face went red, and she shifted side to side as she struggled toe up with a deflection. Ana sympathized with her plight, even if she wasn''t as embarrassed.


    "No, there''s been plenty of fighting, too," Natalie said. "I''m not sure what you''re implying."


    Jordan''s smirk deepened, and she opened her mouth, ready to press Natalie''s obvious lie. Ana interjected before she could. Half for Natalie''s sake, and half because there were more important things to be talking about. Jordan could tease Natalie on her own time.


    "You three followed in after us?" Ana asked. "Or did the dungeon force you to?"


    Jordan paused, then turned to her, her teasing remark drying up. She gave Ana an odd look. "Of course we followed. It''s not like we''d sit around and wait." She frowned at Natalie. "Though, just <em>rushing in</em> like you did was nothing short of idiotic, Nat."


    "That''s putting it politely," Liz muttered—and Ana had to remind herself it was Sofia in her body. The tant insult had taken Ana aback,ing from the persistently friendly girl.


    "Yeah, yeah," Natalie said, brushing it off. "I just kinda acted. I know I shouldn''t have. But how are you three holding up?" Her brow furrowed. "And what''s up with this mirror? Why is the dungeon letting us talk to each other?"


    "Good question," Jordan said. "I''ve got no idea. And we''re doing fine. Sort of. We''re surviving. Swapping sses is kind of rough. Liz isn''t the greatest with ded weapons, and Sofia is …" Jordan hesitated, searching for a way to put it politely.


    "Not a mage," Sofia grumbled, wearing a dark expression that was odd to see on Liz''s face. "It''s given me a newfound respect for <em>your</em> situation. Having a casting ss just dumped onto myp and being forced to cope."


    "It was a struggle," Natalie agreed. "So, you three are having to learn each other''s skills?"


    That was an interesting concept, but also viting. Being forced to share the details of their sses with each other just so that they could survive. Honestly, Ana would have been more upset by that situation than the one she and Natalie had ended up in. Sharing the details of one''s ss was highly intimate, much more so than being naked, in Ana''s frank opinion. Her ss was written into her soul, but being stuck naked, or even encouraged into intimacy—well, it was just smashing genitals together. Ana didn''t get what the big deal was.


    The other three didn''t seem too upset by the swap, though. Then again, they''d already had time to adjust to their situation, and even more to the point, Ana was hardly the best at reading people. Maybe they <em>were </em>ufortable with it, and she just couldn''t tell.


    "But yeah, we''re doing fine. Jordan''s carrying us," Liz piped in, her tone sounding too cheerful for using Sofia''s voice. "She barely had to adjust, since Sofia''s ss is nearly rogue-like as it stands."


    "And lucky for her," Sofia said sourly. It was rather clear thepetitive girl didn''t like being the deadweight of the team, having to struggle with spell-casting for the first time.


    "The dungeon adjusted its difficulty with the swap in mind," Jordan said. "It''s not throwing anything impossible at us. It''s seriously weird, though. And definitely not easy. What about you two? It''s not looking bad?"


    "We''re pushing through."


    "Having a good bonding experience?" Jordan asked slyly. "You still didn''t tell me what you''ve been up to."


    Again, Natalie''s face reddened at the obvious implication. And at how easily Natalie was reacting, Jordan''s delight grew.


    Before she could get something out, though, Ana again came to Natalie''s rescue. Natalie wasn''t typically a girl who <em>needed </em>to be rescued, but it was clear she was embarrassed by the situation—and especially by the details. She probably didn''t want the details of their misadventures getting out. How she''d so eagerly sucked Ana''s—or her own—cock.


    "How are the rewards for you three?" Ana cut in.


    Jordan paused, her teasing cut off for a second time, then narrowed her eyes at Ana. Ana knew the other girl was socially insightful—certainly ten times more so than Ana—and Ana wasn''t particrly subtle even when she was trying her hardest. Seeing how Ana had done it twice now, Jordan had probably picked up how Ana was intervening for Natalie''s sake. Added with how quickly Natalie was blushing, Jordan could tell something was up.


    "Good, but nothing special," Jordan said after a brief pause. She studied Ana, then nodded at her—though Ana hadn''t a clue what the gesture implied. "Let me guess. You two have been getting crazy loot."


    "Some of the most interesting yet, even ounting for Elizabeth''s wand."


    Liz''s eyes widened at that, for good reason. Her wand had already been one of the strangest—and strongest—items Ana had heard of, considering its low level.


    "Oh, wow," Liz said. "I don''t know if I even wanna guess."


    "It''s best we save exnations for our reunion," Ana said. "It''ll take time to go through it all." There was the stat-boosting potions, and Ana''s new weapon as well. Probably more toe.


    "Can''t wait to see the haul," Jordan said, her lips curling up—and with a sparkle in her eye that said she meant the words. She knew that looting from a challenge that was forcing her and Natalie into nakedness would involve something lewd, and she was excited to see what. Amusingly, Jordan seemed to be the most at ease with Natalie''s ss than anyone besides possibly Ana herself.


    Sofia, unsurprisingly, just shook her head in disapproval, incredulity, or something simr.


    "But really," Jordan said. "Stop deflecting. What challenges are you two getting, if you weren''t forced to swap sses? Have you—"


    A sudden crashing made all five of them jump. Jordan''s head snapped to the side, looking at something Ana and Natalie couldn''t see. Her eyes widened, hand shooting to her belt and drawing Sofia''s rapier in an instant. Then, just as suddenly as the interruption hade, the mirror shattered, spraying Ana and Natalie with a shower of ss shards.


    Which was, Ana would admit, a convenient way to cut Jordan''s interrogation off.


    After spinning side to side, scanning to clear the room and look for any threats on their end, Natalie turned to Ana.


    "Shit. What was <em>that?"</em>


    Ana shrugged. "They''ll be fine." She didn''t have a clue, but she also had faith in her teammates. Danger was a given in the dungeon, and she wasn''t going to panic every time something unexpected happened. Jordan, Sofia, and Liz knew how to handle themselves. Even Natalie, the more emotional—and certainly more attached—wasn''t too bothered, though she did send several concerned looks at the broken mirror, chewing her lip as if trying to puzzle out a way to help them.


    "I wanted to ask if they had optional ways out, like we do," Natalie said, gesturing at thedder. "And what''s up with the dungeon letting the five of us talk in the first ce? What''s the point? Was there something we should have told them?"


    "Maybe," Ana said. It hadn''t crossed her mind that there was anything urgent they needed to convey. "Maybe the dungeon just wanted to let us know they were fine. Unharmed."


    Natalie gave her a doubtful look.


    "More likely, though, it just wanted to embarrass us further," Ana said. "By showing off our circumstances."


    "Why would it want to do <em>that?"</em>


    "Why would it want me to shove my cock down your throat?" Ana countered. Clearly, the theme of the challenge was to mortify Natalie—to push her boundaries. So her exnation for the mirror made <em>some </em>sense, in that context.


    And, apparently, Ana had just helped the dungeon with that goal. Because the question was too direct; Natalie flushed and turned away.


    She hadn''t been <em>trying </em>to tease Natalie. That was part of the reason why she <em>was </em>oftentimes absurdly direct, to the point of obviously messing with people. To mask when she was doing so identally. Ana was entirely aware she could be clueless. Thus, the practical solution was to mask that weakness behind a cool face and dry humor—it made it less obvious when she was floundering <em>un</em>intentionally.


    "Questioning the dungeon is pointless," Ana said, brushing past Natalie''s reaction. "It does what it does. In the best of cases, an entity like it will behave enigmatically. So, we worry about ourselves, not its indecipherable motives. As for the mirror—what happened, happened. No point in fretting. They''ll be fine."


    "Right."


    Natalie nced at the next door, the entrance into the next challenge room. If following the same pattern, it would bebat, not a lewd encounter. They still had a brief reprieve before their next event, whatever it would turn out to be.


    Ana hesitated. They ''needed to worry about themselves'', as she''d just said, but maybe not <em>just</em> in the sense of danger. By Natalie''s continued blushing, Ana was honestly worried whether Natalie was okay with all of this. Perhaps the excellent rewards were coercing her into things she didn''t want.


    Then again, Ana doubted that was the case. Natalie had been too enthusiastic to get her mouth around Ana''s cock. At the same time, this series of encounters wasn''t the most organic of situations. In Ana''s opinion, that was even what made it so exciting—or at least so tititing. Certainly, they weren''t being forced into anything, but they were being <em>encouraged </em>into plenty.


    Regardless, Natalie''s constant blushing and less-than-typical non-confidence made it clear she had been put on the back foot. Ufortable, in a way, despite her enthusiasm when the sticky situation had started. And despite Natalie''s insistent that they shouldn''t talk about it, Ana thought they should.


    Just, how to go about it? Ana wasn''t exactly a social savant. She didn''t know how to navigate a conversation that obviously required tact.


    But better to talk than to not, Ana decided. It was time to put her foot down.


    For both of their sakes, she needed Natalie to admit that she wanted more of her cock.