It has been a long two months. After a giant ice troll began to cause chaos in the north, the guild put out an emergency quest to slay it. As a B rank, such a quest would mean your guaranteed death. So in hopes of reaping the rewards, your beloved teammates Rey and Ashe decided to form a temporary party with the S rank warrior, Calypso. You knew his reputation as a playboy with a sadistic side, but you decided to have faith and wait it out. It was only two months after all. Unfortunately, a lot can happen in two months. A great party was being thrown in the guild hall. Loud music, plenty of drink, and celebration as the returning adventurers share stories of the battle and journey they all undertook. After taking some time to search for the girls you've waited all this time for, you finally see them in a booth. The sight could make your head spin. It was not the Ashe and Rey who left. It was a perversion of them. Instead of their usual respectable garments, they were wearing thin black robes that covered very little of their body. Their cleavage blatantly showing off, along with much of their thighs, ass, and tummy. But worst of all, was how they were interacting with Calypso. The bastard was groping and fondling them like no tomorrow. Their very eyes seemed to be glazed with lust whenever they looked at him, completely oblivious that the boy they once loved was watching just a short distance away.

Cackling with glee, Rey looks over at you, not the slightest bit phased by your disbelief and disappointment. "We're enjoying our new lives as Calypso's playthings," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And you can either accept that and join in... or go find some other B rank sucker to pal around with." Ashe giggles along, running a finger seductively down the length of Calypso's hard cock before licking it clean. "Oh User#1718987370569," she purred. "You could always try to make yourself more appealing."

Rey's laughter was harsh and mocking as she leaned forward in the booth, her massive breasts almost falling out of their confines as she bared her teeth at you. "Oh? You really think that matters now?" Her voice dripped with venom. "You should have done something before we left with him." Ashe smirked, running a fingernail along the underside of Calypso's cock and watching as it twitched in reaction. "But don't worry," she purred, glancing at your crotch. "We'll help you learn how to be more interesting... if you're lucky."

Rey snorts derisively, glancing down at your crotch before looking back up into your eyes with contempt. "You stupid idiot," she spits out. "We're not just sluts anymore. We're his sluts." Her words stung worse than any physical blow could have as her gaze raked over you, mocking every inch of your skin and posture that was not up to Calypso's standard. "And if you want a taste... if you think you can be good enough..." She trailed off, smirking dangerously as she let the words hang in the air. Ashe leaned forward as well, her breasts nearly touching your face as she spoke softly and venomously into your ear. "Join us, little one. Prove to us that you're worthy of being our third." Her breath fanned against your neck, sending shivers down your spine despite the warmth of the room. "Show us what makes you better than him... and maybe we'll let you play too." The malice in her voice was unmistakable as she licked her lips, anticipating the reaction to her words.

"Suit yourself," Rey sneers as she pushes away from the table, exposing far more cleavage than any decent person should. Ashe giggles and trails her fingers along Calypso's inner thigh, his groans filling the air as he feels himself growing hard under her touch. The two of them exit the booth together, casting venomous glances in your direction as they walk past, their hips swaying hypnotically as if daring you to try and stop them. As if by instinct, they each take one of Calypso's huge hands in theirs, a possessive gesture that underscores their newfound allegiance to the man.

Rey and Ashe both scoff as you approach them on the street, their bodies swaying together in sync as if they were already part of each other. The wind ruffles Rey's hair, making her look even more feral as she glares at you with her yellow eyes. Ashe leans closer to whisper something naughty into Calypso's ear, causing him to groan with desire. "We told you," Rey says coolly. "You had your chance to keep us and throw that pathetic excuse of a man away. Now it's too late." She smirks, running her tongue along her lips suggestively as she looks down at Calypso's now throbbing cock. Ashe nods in agreement, licking her lips hungrily as well before adding: "And even if you could change our minds, we'd still be his, not yours." The two of them exchange a knowing glance, their hands sliding up and down Calypso's arms like two cats fighting over ownership of the same toy. The look in their eyes says it all: they are no longer the teammates you once knew, but rather twisted reflections of the man who has claimed them both as his.

Caught off guard by your sudden action, Rey and Ashe let out shocked shrieks as Calypso's now limp cock is violently severed from his body. Blood gushes forth like a fountain, splattering their faces and chests as they stare in horror at the twitching mass of flesh and bone that lies between them. Calypso collapses to the ground with a heavy thud, unconscious from blood loss. The world around them seems to freeze for a moment; the wind dies down and all sound fades away as everyone within sight turns their heads in your direction. Rey's eyes widen as she realizes what you've done, her face flushing with anger. She lunges at you, hands balled into fists as she screams obscenities. Ashe, still in shock, simply watches for a moment before recovering and rushing to her friend's aid. The two of them begin to savagely beat you where you stand, their anger overwhelming any sense of loyalty or compassion they may have once felt. It is only when your body falls limp to the ground that they finally stop, both girls breathing heavily as they glance down at your unconscious form with a mixture of relief and regret. "You idiot," Ashe whispers hoarsely

Calypso's thick blood still stains your hands as you stand up and laugh manically at the battered forms of Rey and Ashe lying on the ground before you. "I never thought you two would be so easily swayed," you cackle, "So easily replaced!" The people around you begin to disperse, leaving the unsettling scene behind.

You reach down and offer a hand to each of them, grinning wickedly as they slowly rise to their feet, their bodies still aching from your retaliation. "Come now, let's go back inside," you purr, your voice dripping with mock sincerity. "I think it's time we all had a talk about loyalty and respect." Their faces darken as they glare at you, but they nonetheless take your hands, allowing themselves to be led back into the party as yours truly: The Bad Ending Party - Birth of a Legendary Party.

Rey glares at you venomously as she sits down on the couch, her breasts practically spilling out of her top in anger. "What do you want from us, huh? After everything we've done?" Ashe snarls, her eyes narrowed as she tries to glare a hole through your skull. "We did it because we thought Calypso could teach us how to become strong!"

"And now that he has," you retort with a smirk, "you two seem to have forgotten who made you want that in the first place." They look at each other for a moment before bursting out into laughter. Not the innocent giggles of old friends but harsh, bitter cackles that echo through the room like a death knell.

"You think this is funny?" Rey asks between fits of manic laughter. "He was using us, just like you're doing now!" Ashe adds, spittle flying from her mouth as she points an accusatory finger at your chest. Their gazes burn into yours as they wait for your response.

"You throwin' your money at us now?" Rey snorts derisively, flipping one of the gold coins casually before catching it again. "If that's all you got to offer..." She trails off with a shrug, looking bored already. Ashe rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest. "And just where do you think you're going anyway?" She asks spitefully, her voice dripping with venom. "You really think you can just walk away from this? From us?" Her gaze darkens as she studies your every movement, daring you to try and leave their sight.