Ulti couldn't believe her mistake. Amateurish was what it was. She was supposed to be the hero of this entire world, its protector, its chosen one, and she'd fallen for a trap probably meant to capture animals.

She'd tried to squeeze her way through a small tunnel, through a few missing bricks in the wall of a dungeon, in an effort to avoid passing through a suspicious looking corridor. About halfway through, dull metal bars had slid into place around her, pinning her completely halfway through a wall. It was comical for the first few hours, but by now, Ulti was starting to grow a little worried.

Struggling only seemed to make the hold tighter. Initially, she'd tried to keep going forward, but now it seemed that might have been a fatal mistake. She'd only gotten herself more stuck, and now could go forward OR back. If she didn't get found, she'd be in some serious trouble.

Footsteps from nearby reached her ears, and after hours of laying on cold stone, she jolted with attention, and only just resisted the urge to call for help. It was from in front of her, deeper into the dungeon, meaning they could very well come from just about anything. She reached back, gripping the hilt of her sword, but stopping. Bound as she was, trying to draw it could very well harm her more than any monster smart enough to stand a foot or two away from her.

Finally, the creature she was hearing rounded the corner and froze at the sight of her. It was an imp - a female imp, Ulti noted. It was impossible not to notice her sex as she stood, her smooth, soft, pink skin completely uncovered. Imps didn't wear clothes, but this was the first time Ulti had looked at one from such a low angle.

"Hello?" the imp called, tilting her head and taking a few steps closer. "Are you stuck?"

"Yes. Hello." Ulti called back, squirming to try and comfortably face the little creature. "Could you help me out of here?"

The imp seemed to consider it, making Ulti suppress a groan. It was humiliating enough to be asking for rescue from an imp, but it certainly didn't help that she had to think about it.

"Gosh, don't I know you from somewhere?" the imp asked, scratching her head and coming a little closer. Ulti bit her tongue, hoping she wouldn't be recognized, but it was mere seconds before the imp gasped and flapped her little wings in excitement. "It- It's you! The chosen hero!"

"Haha, yes, that's me." Ulti said, waving and smiling awkwardly.

"You're so much prettier in person!"

That gave her pause. The more she thought about it, the less sure she was about how she felt being called pretty by an imp she probably would have vanquished without a second thought in different circumstances.

"Uh, thanks?" Ulti finally decided on.

"Can I touch your scales? Please?"

She squirmed in discomfort.

"Uh. After you get me out, sure." she agreed.

"Well, hold on, that's not going to work - how would I be sure you'd keep your word?" the imp said, crossing her little arms and tapping a little clawed foot. To Ulti's surprise and slight horror, her hands drifted shamelessly over her body, idly rubbing at her clit as they talked without seeming to notice or care.

"Okay, fine." Ulti quickly answered, desperation creeping into her voice. "You can touch my scales all you like now, and then get me out after. Okay?"

"Hmm." she said. "You're so pretty, though. What if I wanted something else?"

"What else?" Ulti said through gritted teeth.

"A kiss."

Silence.

Ulti mulled the question over in her mind, which was now flooded in images of making out with the cute pink imp standing over her. She blinked a few times, rubbed her eyes, rapped her claws on the stone floor, as the imp waited patiently for her reply, still reaching down to rub at herself without a hint of embarrassment.

"...Okay. Fine. One kiss." Ulti agreed, tearing her eyes away from the imp's crotch and up to her bubblegum pink eyes. "And then you get me out. Okay?"

"Deal!"

The imp scampered forward, coming right up in front of the trapped heroine and bending down. Little clawed hands gripped other side of her face, and she smiled widely at the trapped, blushing lizardess.

After a few seconds of anticipation, she opened her mouth to ask what she was waiting for, only to have her question answered as the imp lunged forward, pressing a surprisingly long tongue into her open mouth and as deep as it would go into her throat. Ulti choked and squirmed as the imp pushed further, humming and giggling as she made good use of her one allowed kiss. Ulti was blue in the face - more than usual - by the time a strange, powerful wave of euphoria washed over her, and she stopped struggling.

The imp pulled away, slowly withdrawing her tongue from the lizard's mouth and licking her lips as the hero's eyes unfocused. She stared blankly ahead, drooling slightly, head filled with a warm, buzzing feeling that pushed out any other thoughts or worries.

"See? Was that so bad?" the imp teased, scratching under Ulti's chin and making her shiver and shake her head. The imp seemed to go in for another kiss, then stopped herself, even as Ulti braced for it eagerly.

"Oh, we've gotta get you out first! A deal's a deal, honey." the imp purred, which made Ulti whine and squirm. Surely she could have just one more kiss first?

She was fully prepared to beg for it, but stopped when the imp plopped down right in front of her, legs spread, tight little pussy on display. Her eyes fixated on it, and Ulti could feel herself drooling even more, already waiting for the command to do what she so desperately wanted.

"Go ahead!" the imp encouraged, spreading her lower lips with two clawed fingers. "This is how we're getting you out of there, so don't be shy!"

A small, rational part of Ulti's mind tried to ask how exactly eating imp pussy was going to get her out of a trap, but it was extinguished when he tongue met the imp's warm, soft inner walls. After hours trapped against the cold stone floor of the dungeon, the warmth of her imp savior was almost as delectable as the taste of her corruptive fluids. Ulti's first few licks showed just the tiniest bit of hesitation, but in seconds her mind had fogged over once more, and she was moaning along with the pretty imp as she went down on her. The more she licked, the more her mind turned into warm, foggy cloud, and the feeling of tingling warmth didn't just stay inside her head. It started to spread outward, creeping through her cold body, warming her up and making her shiver and curl her toes in pleasure.

"Ah, there you go. You're such a good girlfriend." the imp sighed, scratching at the top of her head as she mindlessly licked and lapped at the imp's pretty pink slit.

...Girlfriend? The word seemed foreign to Ulti as she continued licking, pushing her tongue as deep as it could go, and always seeming to find there was more to squeeze into her girlfriend's clenching entrance.

Her girlfriend. It was feeling more and more correct the more the word made slow circles in her empty, foggy head. Her girlfriend.

"Keep going, my darling. Almost there, now..." the imp cooed, clearly approaching the edge of orgasm, starting to squirm and pant and grip onto Ulti's horns-

Ulti's- Ulti's horns. Did she have horns before? She tried as hard as she could to think back and remember, but kept getting distracted by her beautiful girlfriend's adorable moans and amazing taste. She'd worry about it later, once she was done with this. Right now, this was her entire world.

The imp let out an adorable, high-pitched moan, and absolutely flooded Ulti's mouth as she came. Ulti was eager to lap it up, the taste otherworldly and delicious, and so incredibly warming. Her entire body was warm and tingly now, heated all the way through by her girlfriend's demonic heat. Without warning, her darling gripped her by the wrists, and pulled forward. Ulti heard a ripping noise as she was pulled free of the tunnel, and then realized, dimly, that she was on her feet.

She looked down. The tattered remains of her tunic hung at her chest level, which was now just a few feet off the ground. Her scales had given way to smooth, blue skin, and a forked tail flicked behind her.

"There you go!" the imp squealed, clapping her hands together and also getting to her feet. "All better."

All better. That... yeah, that felt about right. Ulti felt nice and warm, and even though she was a few feet shorter than she felt like she was supposed to be, she just felt so comfortable and happy with her girlfriend that it didn't bother her.

The pink imp reached a clawed hand forward and ripped off the last of the old clothing, finally freeing her skin to the cool air of the dungeon and making her coo with delight.

"Better?"

"Much better. Thank you, honey!" Ulti mumbled, leaning in for a kiss, which her girlfriend was more than happy to provide. The tongue felt even bigger now, squeezed into much tighter of a throat than before, and only making the kiss more pleasurable. By the time she pulled away, Ulti was shamelessly fingering herself with one hand.

"Do you wanna grab your stuff?" the imp asked, grabbing her other hand and preparing to lead her back home. Ulti turned and looked at the pile of ripped clothing, discarded pouch, and shiny sword left in the little hole in the dungeon wall.

"Uh," she mumbled, finger still working between her legs. "That's, uh..."

"Not yours, huh?"

She shook her head, and her girlfriend cackled with delight.

"My mistake! Let's go, I wanna give you your turn," she said, mischievously flicking her tongue and making Ulti squeeze her little impish thighs together in excitement. Her girlfriend gave her hand a tug, and she followed giddily deeper into the dungeon, leaving her clothes and destiny behind.