Dungeon Builder's Harem Book Eight
Copyright© 2026 by mypenname3000
Chapter 2
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Leo needs more information on how to save the world. His gorgeous and intelligent elf Fara is off to dig into her people's archives. But Leo isn't the only dungeon builder that needs that information. Fuegin, a powerful builder with a massive harem of naughty monster girls, is after the same thing. Fara finds herself in the midst of a battle when Fuegin makes his move. Now Leo and his gorgeous monster girls will have to figure out how to rescue Fara, liberate the elves, and not be annihilated!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Lesbian Heterosexual High Fantasy Magic Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Niece Aunt Spanking Harem Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts
Munjan felt the power as he came down the tunnel and entered the Water Shrine.
The Water Glyph hovered in the air. Three chevrons pointing up side by side, the middle one taller. Like waves made of triangles. Siwang stood before him and reached out to touch it. The Chinese builder shuddered and groaned. He clutched at his chest as the glyph was branded into him.
“Always stings,” Siwang muttered as he stepped back.
Leo nodded, waiting to the side. Priestess Lysila was there holding the Blessed Blade of Water. A wave of envy shot through Munjan as he reached out and touched the glyph. The moment he did, power rushed into him.
Knowledge.
The pain burned on his chest as the glyph joined the others he had. Lightning. Light. Thunder. Fire. And now Water. He shook his head and pulled his hands back. Words to new spells rippled through his mind. He could cast them now.
Not that he would.
He glanced at Leo again and sighed, “Lucky, you get to fuck a goddess. I just get to fuck my next cheerleader.”
Leo shifted, a slight amount of guilt on his face. He still stood straight in the gray robes he preferred.
“I am thankful for the chance to use the glyph,” said Siwang. “To be trusted with more power, Leo.”
Munjan’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. “Yeah, I don’t mean to be ungrateful or anything, Leo. I’m glad to be on the team and thanks.” The builder stepped close to Leo. “You’ve earned that goddess pussy.” Munjan slapped Leo on the back. “You’re the one that figured this out.”
“No, Fara did,” Leo answered.
Munjan looked around. Maya was here. As was Halia. But there was no Fara. “Huh? Where is your elf? I thought she’d be here. She’s always writing things down in her journal.”
Fauraliiithiliana rode on the undead horse into the forests of the Confederacy of Varimilianiatha, her homeland. It was strange to be returning home in the service of a dungeon builder, let alone one she loved. And to be doing it on a dead horse that was animated by a builder’s power.
Leo had created these steeds to gallop across his ever-growing dungeon. Killed and turned into undead zombies immediately, the three horses didn’t decompose. This one smelled like any other horse. Slightly salty. That familiar musk of fur. It could ride and ride and ride, never getting tired. Leo didn’t need them. They were a short-lived solution since the secret of teleportation circles was soon solved by Kassie.
Fauraliiithiliana glanced up at the tall birch trees she rode beneath. They all had smooth bark and green leaves. It was refreshing to be out of his dungeon. She had, of course, spent much of her life indoors in the library studying, but that didn’t mean she didn’t crave to be beneath the trees.
She was still an elf.
She luxuriated in it as she rode down the narrow road that wound between the trees, not disturbing them in any way as she left behind the foothill. She reached the Warding. She could feel it when she passed through it, half-afraid it would keep her out.
But it didn’t.
It prevented dungeons from spawning in the Confederacy and from driving their demesne past that line. But she could still pass through it. Which was a good thing. She had to reach the Great Library and do research for her Lord.
She had to figure out where the other ten Blessed Blades were housed. Which temples held them? She had to dig into the most popular for the other ten gods. Light and Water were found, but Dark, Fire, Lightning, Thunder, Ice, Metal, Earth, Wind, Life, and Death still had to be found. She needed to look for big temples, popular cults, and rumors of dragons.
Each sword would have its dragon guardian. Agubnamus’s tale made that hypothesis a very strong possibility.
She glanced at the warding stone. It didn’t create the barrier, only mark it. The stone could be removed and it would do nothing to affect it. The stone was covered in a script no one could read. Well, she could read it now. It was the ancient script that predated the dungeon builders and their infection. All modern writing was based off this script, but it had been simplified and modified over the eons.
Cuneiform, Lord Leo and his people called the script.
Something that was from their world, too. Perhaps the Incarnation’s crossing over wasn’t the only thing connecting their two worlds. A theory that Fauraliiithiliana had pondered in her free moments.
She had plenty of those. She had a week’s ride ahead of her to reach the library, and a distraction would be welcome. Her rump was already sore from just a few hours of riding, but she ignored that. She had other problems.
Like how the Great Sage would react to her arrival. How much did her people know about her collaboration with Lord Leo. If they knew she had served one—loved one—she could be in grave danger despite her father’s rank at the Library.
But much had to be risked to bring about his noble future. She believed in Leo’s dream. She would do all she could to make it a reality.
Munjan walked into his apartments in his dungeon beneath the halfling city of Sharithin. He helped to guard the city, part of Leo’s pledge to keep the halflings safe. It was how they had met. Munjan’s dungeon had appeared near the city and his initial activities had ... frightened the halflings.
Leo had bullied Munjan. Basically a threat. Serve or die. Leo didn’t like making it, but Munjan got it. Builders had power. He could have risen to be a threat to Leo, but now he served Leo. Munjan’s life was bound to him.
It was a powerful incentive not to let anything happen to him.
Munjan needed to keep searching for the dungeon of Sulanga Stormfury. The man had enough mana veins to have Level 3 Monster girls, so Munjan had to keep searching. No one knew where it was, though. Just the direction.
But right now, he wanted to summon his next cheerleader.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Melin groaned. The mage shuddered, naked and getting a blowjob from Cueva, one of Munjan’s hellhounds.
The petite monster girl had black skin covered in cracks that smoldered like love. Her tail wagged behind her as she suckled with enthusiasm on Melin’s cock. The mage had saved Munjan’s life in the fight against Foc a few days ago.
Melin had earned the perk of enjoying Munjan’s monster girls.
“Oh, wow,” Melin groaned, shuddering. His brass medallion swung over his chest. A magic circle marked with cuneiform-like letters that let him use his Metal and Death magic without having to draw other magic circles first.
“Have fun,” said Munjan. “I have a new monster girl companion to summon.”
Melin grinned as Munjan headed into his bedroom. There, his four cheerleaders and Tira awaited. He’d gained Tira from defeating Foc, the dungeon builder who attacked Leo during the fight with Tuerien Ironwang.
Well, Ironbane, but Munjan preferred his embellishment.
The other four monster girls were all Munjan’s, members of his high school cheer squad. Macka, Vina, Andea, and Plamena all swarmed him. They pressed their naked bodies against his, their hands rubbing over his robes as they stripped it off him.
“Who’s next from the team?” Macka asked, her golden, slitted eyes gleaming with interest. She was a nekomata, a cat girl with ebony skin and white stripes down her backs and sides. She had small breasts and two tails that crackled with lightning. She was fast and nimble, attacking with the claws on her fingers.
“Yes!” Andea cooed, her halo glowing bright over her head. An angel, she had white wings folded behind her and a beatific expression on her face. Her sapphire eyes always arrested him. So blue. She’d had brown eyes in the other world.
“There are still so many wondrous choices left,” purred Plamena, her flaming hair spilling around her bronze face. An asura, she had four arms and big tits, her eyes blazing with fire.
“Noca?” Vina asked, her pale face framed by her wild, black hair. She looked human save for the mad gleam in her red eyes and the sharp claws she had instead of fingernails. A maenad, she could shriek so loud, it burst eardrums. How she howled when she climaxed. “Or Sjanja? Jaje? Senka?”
“Talasa,” Munjan said and moved past them naked to grab his Void Crystal. He kept it in his bedroom. He slept with it humming away. Leo had his locked away, or so Munjan had heard. And so did Siwang, but Munjan liked to keep an eye on his.
Soulanna smiled at him. The Soul of the Void Crystal sat perched on the black gem. She thrust both her arms in the air with the peppiness of a cheerleader. “Let’s summon a hottie, Munjan! Yay!”
“Go team!” Andea called behind him.
He grinned as he grabbed the Void Crystal. He sank into the interface and it appeared like a video game menu. He went to the new category under Monster Girls. The Water Element. Besides making oozes, the Level 1 Monster Girls, he could summon his new companion. He thought of Talasa, the next cheerleader from the squad.
She appeared before him as something called a selkie. She appeared as a busty and gray-skinned cutie with white hair. She had web feet and a graceful sway to her. Her black eyes were beguiling. She did look sexy with that hairless pussy and those rubbery nipples.
“I don’t know what a selkie is,” he said, “but Talasa, I need you! Appear and be mine! Join the best cheer squad in the universe!”
“That’s right!” cheered behind him.
“We’re the best!”
“Go Team Munjan!”
“Woot!”
Shadows danced as Talasa spun out of the shadows. Her big, gray tits heaved. She came to a stop, a huge smile on her face. She stretched her curvy body. She had the same figure, but her skin and hair coloring were so different. Plus, the webbing.
“Munjan!” she gasped and threw herself at him. Her arms slid around his neck, her big boobs pressing into his chest. So soft. “Ooh, I am so happy to be on the team! Guy who survived lightning wants me! Yes!”
She kissed him.