The Marchioness inclined her head slightly, a soft acceptance of Lydia's desires, though it was not an outright agreement.  It was probably the best Lydia was going to get.  Then the fae reached up and Lydia's screen returned to the default setting.  She quickly turned to Malefactus and was greeted with a holding sign, meaning he was talking to another contestant at the moment.  She gave herself exactly five minutes before reaching up and tuning the Æthertube again, this time keying into the sisters.  The sisters, an offshoot faction of monstergirls, are a bit of a dark horse among counselors. Their contestants tend to be weak against corruption but quickly transform into powerful monstergirls, like the sisters themselves.  The Sisters make no secret of the fact that they do not seek to end the Dungeon, but overthrow it, supplanting Pandora as the mistresses of the dungeon.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh look Dhalia,"</strong>the powerful naga / lamia sister known as Madoka says when Lydia tunes in the sister's channel,<strong>"We have a voyeur."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Indeed we do," </strong>exclaims Dhalia a catgirl,<strong> "Maybe she tuned in to watch the show?"</strong><br/><br/>The third sister, a kitsune named Saju, says nothing but grunts something around the thick naga futacock that is currently causing her neck to bulge weirdly.  In fact the third sister, Saju was on her hands and knees with Madoka's futacock buried balls deep in her mouth and throat while Dhalia kneels behind her, fucking her deep from behind.  All three 'sisters' are variable gendered, in fact Lydia had learned that the three monster girls could grow and 'lose' their extra appendages at will, and it appears that at the moment the kitsune's supple ultra feminine body is being used quite roughly by he other two sisters.<br/><br/><strong>"Yesssss I think our dear sister isss right, She probably tuned in to ask usss something,"</strong>Madoka said as she gripped the head of Saju and pulled her down forcefully on her dick, causing the kitsune's neck to bulge even more widely.<strong> "Asssk your questionssss little one."</strong><br/><br/>Lydia was quick to ask the questions she had prepared and stammered only once in asking, and then only because Dhalia cried out and apparently came inside of Saju.  A fact which became obvious as the kitsune switched positions, rotating on her hands and knees so that her well fucked sex, swollen and shiny from her own juices as well as her sisters's, was directly on camera for a moment before being presented to her naga-kin sister's futacock.  Madoka quickly slid into the kitsune as the kitsune's mouth took Dhalia's slick rod back into her mouth.<br/><br/>Dhalia, her futacock being serviced orally by Saju was the one to answer,<strong>"Our contest depends on our whim at that moment.  If we feel that the contestants would be evenly matched, maybe a show of strength.  If not, maybe we take turns pleasuring ourselves with their bodies until one can take no more.  The stronger of the two, the one more able to withstand our lusts, taking our favor.  The loser being given the choice to join us as a slave, to be corrupted as we see fit, or given to the victor.  As for the boon, it depends on if you take a contestant as a slave.  If you do, and depending on how good your performance was, we may grant additional blessings.  We have been known to modify the corruptions of a contestant, or lead them in the direction of spells that might reverse unwanted changes."</strong><br/><br/>Madoka cut in and said,<strong>"We know of ssseveral powerful items in the dungeon asss well, and we might be willing to tell our champion how to get to them."</strong><br/><br/>Dhalia nodded and groaned slightly as Saju's nose touched the base of her abdomen, completely deep throating the catling.  "If however you leave the slave girl with us, we might teach you trans-formative magic."<br/><br/>Lydia nodded her head, slightly annoyed at how long the sisters were taking to answer, they seemed completely preoccupied with the sexual pleasures they were engaged upon, and she wanted to return to Malefactus's channel if possible.  But when she finally had her answer she thanked the sisters and changed the Æthertube again.<br/><br/>However before she could get to Malefactus, she saw and heard something that made her stop.  The discordant noise was absolute chaos and yet beautiful in a way, it had a pattern, a symbolism to it.  There was something, too intelligent, too far beyond her understanding, and yet she could not turn away.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc directions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Make sure the speakers on your computer are not too loud and then click this youtube link for the sound and open it in a new window,<br/>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D16NlxyE87w<br/>and then open this gif link in a new window and look at the gif while listening to the youtube video sound<br/>http://i.imgur.com/lonLGxQ.gif<br/>Afterwards, continue reading</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>The noise and images stopped as her Æthertube shut off automatically.  Lydia shook her head and her senses returned to her.  Startled suddenly she realizes that her satin gown is pushed upwards around her hips, and two of her own fingers are behind her back, penetrating her own tight asshole.  Likewise her other hand is damp with her own sexual fluids and her sex is damp from the aftermath of more than one finger induced orgasm.  What happened?  She straightens, pulling fingers from her clit as well as withdrawing them from her own ass just as the door to her chamber opens.  The robed forms of Cyril are there gesturing for her to stand and follow.<br/><br/>It is only as she begins moving and feels the slight soreness from below that she realizes she had been hypnotized by the very void itself, that random chaos led her to sexual bliss and she can remember very little of it.  Still she is led to the preparation chamber where another judge waits standing near several racks.  The voice is neither feminine nor masculine, and seems unearthly as it speaks,<strong> "Contestant Lydia, you have secured the sponsorship of two wealthy benefactors.  The first presents you with your choice of two items from these racks, the second presents you with your choice of one item from this rack.  Choose wisely, for you shall have these, in addition to the standard contestant's outfit upon entering." </strong>The judge gestures to a mannequin which bears the anticipated outfit of light cloth undergarments, socks, leather breeches and tunic, and a pair of supple leather boots.<br/><br/>The first rack, which Lydia assumes from the dwarf bears weapons of dwarvish make, hammers, axes, swords, shields, as well as surprisingly light looking ring mail of various sizes, shapes and cuts.  It is clear that she will only be able to select two items however and while the selection choice is vast, a single sword and shield will be the sum total of her sponsorship with the dwarf, at the start at least.  Though maybe the armor might be a good choice?  Or two weapons?<br/><br/>The second rack contains several backpacks with tags hanging from the straps giving light to their contents.  The first bag says 'rations and water' the second 'assorted provisions' the third 'potions' and is by far the smallest pack, and the last pack is labeled 'survival gear'.  Something tells her that she needs to make her choice quickly and the judge will make her take the first items she touches, so inspecting the bags contents is probably out of the question.