Handbook of Erotic Fantasy: Temple of Elemental Labido, Part 2 (Patreon)

Long ago, after penetrating deep within the abandoned aphrodisiac mines of the Turgid Range, the hermaphroditic priests of the lust god Hoarndaug erected a shrine to their deity. When the last stone was laid, so was the High Priestess Erogenia, signalling the commencement of the site’s inaugural bacchanal. Unfortunately for the priests, the magically enhanced passions brought on by the sacral orgy turned their collective “petite mort” into simply “mort.” The sexy sect cheerfully died out, and their Temple of Elemental Labido has sat untouched for centuries. 

In that time, the latent energy of Hoarndaug’s holy power has slowly accumulated, building up inside the temple’s inner sanctum, ready to burst forth in a veritable climax of sensual magic. Is it any wonder that the usual creatures which inhabit dungeons have been warped to reflect their home? 

The corseters and cinchers that haunt the Temple have developed a peculiar form of grapple attack, and have been known to target their victims’ underbust, control the tummy, and provide a flattering hourglass silhouette. While corseters still technically “eat” their prey alive, their feeding method differs significantly from standard cloakers. Thanks to the mutations of the Temple, corseters savor their meal slowly over a matter of days or weeks, drawing sustenance through their speically adapted cunnilingal mandibles. 

When properly trained or bribed, these unusual creatures may form a mutualistic relationship with their hosts, offering service as both armor and lingerie in exchange for regular meals. 

Of course, Fighter doesn’t have too many ranks in the Knowledge skills, and her arcane lore is practically nonexistent. In other words, her insight into the situation stopped at “bewbs.”