Questions.

Gina sighed, rising from the bed after another tired night. It had been almost a week now and each day left her with small constant aches that she wished she could just sleep another day away.

Besides mining the only other thing that concerned Gina was with the negotiations, twice now agent Graham had been invited back into her dungeon, once for more information on the coming apocalypse and the disasters it would lead to, and another for setting out further boundaries of their deal. The talks took hours leaving Gina mentally exhausted after running through them

With a simple thought she pulled up her status. 

[ Name: Gina Lier.

 Occupation: Awakened Dungeon Master of Lust.

 Race: Hyena-Kin.

 Stats:

 Health- 15/15 Stamina- 16/16 Mana- 10/10

 Strength- 16 Endurance- 17 Dexterity- 17 

 Intelligence- 20 Charisma- 25 Willpower- 20

 Dungeon Points- 97

 Dungeon Rank: 1 

 Skills: <Map > <Dungeon Management> <Dungeon Shop> <Dungeon Inventory>

 <Dungeon Lotto>

 Resistances: <Lesser Poison>

 Traits: <Scent Gland> <Night Vision> <Improved Hearing> <Improved Smelling> ]

Another point in Stamina, by now she had gained two there and two in Endurance, all of them appearing randomly as she pushed through the tunneling work. With nothing else to check she swung out of her bed, giving a polite greeting to both Heather and Beth before moving deeper.

Each day was another nice chunk of the area being mined out, having already switched from the main tunnel that Heather had asked for to several smaller rooms.

Walking through, Gina could hear the rhythmic hitting of pickaxes, coming from two different spots.

To her almost immediate left was Tolen, working by himself on a small sleeping quarters for everyone, while at the end of the tunnel was Vola and Cay, both working on a side hall for the tunnel to make way for more rooms in the future.

Giving another short, but polite greeting to Tolen she picked up her tools and headed in to begin the next three to four hours of work, turning the corner to see Cay taking a break, "Hey Gina."

"Hi Cay, how's the work?"

"Good, we have another ten feet for you to work through, think you can handle it?" Cay asked her, due to the gnomes' short stature it was challenging for them to reach the ceiling, leaving that part to Gina.

"I'll get through it." Leaving Cay to her break Gina started to chip away at the ceiling. For two hours she broke apart the two foot deep ceiling, her muscles burning and her arms aching as she mined in practical silence, only the other's tools breaking that apart.

In that time Cay finished her break, Vola began hers, and Gina got six feet into the tunnel. She had improved her mining skills in the past week by leaps and bounds since she first began, and while her destruction improved immensely it was still nothing compared to the Gnomes.

At the wall there was a clear line marking where her work began and the Gnomes' ended, going from a smooth wall to one constantly chipped and cracked, but it wasn't enough for Gina to care about, just a small detail she noticed.

Gina wiped the sweat from her brow, she was almost used to the tiredness the mining brought to her by now, but it wasn't doing much to help in relieving it. She wished for her old bed back, a nice sofa to lay on, or an ice cold beer, instead the only comfort left was a bed barely too short for her to lay out on fully.

Sitting on the ground she took a deep breath, trying her best to calm her rapidly beating heart, in the distance she could still hear Tolen working away, though Vola and Cay both stopped to take a quick rest.

The two sat across from her Vola to her left and Cay to her right, both just as tired as Gina was. It was still slightly awkward for Gina to stare at Vola, her shirt was still gone leaving barely anything under her overalls.

Gina watched a drop of sweat slipped from Vola's face, landing on her chocolate breast and continuing down to her barely covered nipple, disappearing under her overalls.

Cay wasn't any better, the overalls were loose on her tight frame, while her white shirt was drenched in sweat becoming clear enough for Gina to see her hardened brown nips.

Both of the twins just pushed something in Gina, constantly having her work to keep herself from pitching tents at them. 

A slight cough made Gina snap out of her peeping to see Vola giving a mischievous smile at her, clearly aware of where Gina was staring at, "So, you told us you were a Lust Master, but never told us what you were interested in, which is it guys or gals?" 

Gina felt the hallway heating up a bit at the question, "I've swung both ways in the past, but I found myself leaning towards the more graceful sex of the two often."

Cay leaned forward, "Ooh, is that why both of your guides are gals? So you'd always have something sweet next to you? Have you already fucked with them?"

The questions were lighting up signals in Gina's head, already she could feel herself hardening, "I didn't choose my guides they were assigned to me… but I did already fuck Beth, she wanted to test my new body."

Vola switched in, "Spicy, what about your preference? Prefer to be on top or bottom?"

Another twitch, everything was moving incredibly quickly, it didn't feel natural, "Top."

Cay unclasped the top of her overalls, letting them fall to her sides revealing her white shirt fully, "Have any apprehension to anything? Mimics, Goblins, Beast-kin, Gnomes?"

The conversation was definitely not natural, Cay and Vola weren't acting like they usually did , "Not really, but shouldn't we get back to work, we've had a long enough break I feel ready to go!" Gina tried standing back up, hoping to end this strangeness before something went wrong, she could barely hold herself back by this point.

Vola mimicked her sister, unclasping her overalls to reveal her glistening chocolate mounds, stiff delectable peaks springing out, Gina nearly ripped her pants with how hard she had become at that moment, "What about us? You want to top us?"

At that question something in Gina' head seemed to snap, without a word she spent the ninety DP she had earned in the past week on several items from the shop and on some modifications to the area.

A door appeared at the hallway junction, and the area they had been working on was shaped into a nice room, a large bed appearing in the center of it. Ignoring the two gnomes for now Gina walked to the edge of the bed, sitting down and leaning over, "Strip."