Monster Harem In The Tower
Chapter 134: Crypto, Coils, and the Crystal Banafruit

Chapter 134: Crypto, Coils, and the Crystal Banafruit

Nathan was still kneeling before the Crystal Banafruit sprouts, his breathing slowly returning to normal...

Even though his shaft was still tightly coiled by Velmora, who continued to cling like a dakimakura pillow that didn’t understand personal boundaries.

From the other side of the garden area,

Domina and Livia approached while carrying the last box. Domina’s hips swayed gently with every step, while Livia clutched the box with both hands like a shy girl accidentally carrying a bomb.

"Work’s all done," Domina said warmly, her smile soft—like a freshly sun-dried blanket.

"All the fruit has been packed," Livia added, her voice flat but her eyes refusing to look away from Nathan’s shaft.

Her gaze wasn’t shy—just stunned. Like a girl firts time seeing a adultery tool up close. She wasn’t just watching his shaft—she was tracing it with her breath. Livia’s lips parted, unconsciously wetting themselves. Not from lust—at least not fully—but from something in between worship and primal programming.

Still slick, shiny, and coiled in snake scales.

His shaft twitched slightly, like a beast waking up from a slippery dream. Velmora’s scales pulsed—each ridge massaging along the underside, stimulating nerves he didn’t know existed. It wasn’t pain. It wasn’t pleasure. It was... obscene awareness. His body wasn’t just reacting—he was being read by her entire being.

Nathan tried to focus. Even though his big private blade still looked like a slippery hotdog served at an alien kids’ party, he took a deep breath.

"Please... don’t let my prompt glitch again," he whispered. A new panel appeared in front of Domina and Livia.

[Insert the box into the panel.]

Domina and Livia exchanged glances, then placed the box into the panel.

But just before the interface closed, another line popped up:

[You know what I’m saying?]

Domina frowned. "Nathan? What does that mean?"

Livia turned too—eyes flicking from the shaft to Nathan.

"Did you... say something weird again?"

Nathan coughed awkwardly. "Ehem... I was just kidding hehhehe..."

"Well then..." Domina smiled again.

"It’s good. You’re starting to joke around."

Her tone was gentle—like a mom forgiving her son for claiming he’d get rich from crypto.

Livia simply nodded, though her gaze never left Nathan’s lower half, still wrapped like a birthday gift sculpted in sin.

Velmora’s tail gave a slow grind, dragging the foam downward in thick trails—making his shaft glisten like it had been blessed by a wet shrine maiden. Even breathing felt lewd now. His pulse wasn’t in his chest anymore—it was in the shaft, in the tail, in the air between his thighs.

---

Meanwhile, far below on Floor 51 of the Tower...

Lightning cracked.

David leapt into the air, his body spinning,

his sword slamming into the head of an orc the size of a house.

A loud boom echoed.

The orc collapsed—its blood splattering outward—

and its body slowly dissolved into light.

[Level Up: 54]

David landed, breath heavy—

but a small smile formed on his face.

"Almost surpassed Ulrich..." he muttered,

staring at the faintly glowing tip of his sword.

In his other hand—

a small vial of Mettallucum.

"A masterpiece potion... just a single drop,

and this sword could wipe out level 40 monsters with ease."

But as he stared into the thick liquid inside the bottle,

his expression dimmed.

"There’s no way... that weird guy made this," he whispered.

Then, a pause.

His eyes widened.

"...Or maybe..."

He looked down, deep in thought.

"Shit... Maybe he didn’t make it.

But why can’t I stop thinking about him?"

David’s jaw clenched.

"Am I... jealous because he still has a mother? And... She actually cares about him?"

He shook his head quickly—

as if trying to delete his own feelings.

"I’m too old to be sensitive like this.

Damn it."

Suddenly, from behind him, one of his teammates shouted:

"Prunus Vitalis restock just came in! WhiteNull’s selling again!"

David glanced at the vial once more.

His eyes were sharp—

but something in his heart wavered.

---

Back on Floor 100, Nathan was still kneeling.

But this time, his mind had gone quiet.

He realized something.

’If I say it in my head... the system responds.’

He smiled faintly.

’But this... this is a beautiful moment.

It shouldn’t just be driven by panels.’

His hand moved, gently pulling Validia closer.

"Hm?" Validia looked at him.

"Kneel before me," Nathan said softly,

his smile growing lewd—yet honest.

Validia obeyed.

Her giant form lowered slowly.

Now they were eye to eye.

Nathan grinned.

"It’s time to demonstrate... my perversion."

He rocked his hips slightly,

then started guiding his shaft—still wrapped by Velmora—

between Validia’s massive thighs.

"What are you doing, Nathan?"

Validia asked, eyes wide—like a child unaware hide and seek could be dangerous.

"Velmora, shift your coils... a bit forward," Nathan whispered.

"Hehehe~ on it~"

Velmora wriggled,

her slick scales sliding higher up the shaft.

Now there was space.

Nathan looked into Validia’s eyes.

"Please... squeeze it with your thighs."

Validia paused for a moment.

Then nodded.

"Like this?"

Her enormous thighs closed around him—slowly.

The pressure was soft... but steady.

Nathan trembled.

’Oh no... this is... perfection.’

And then—

He pulled back slightly.

Velmora’s coils paused as the space narrowed between Validia’s thighs.

For a split second, the shaft was caught—mid-squeeze—between two monstrous thighs and a scale-lined embrace. It didn’t pulse. It throbbed. Each second felt like a countdown to divine ejaculation. But Nathan held still—barely. Because what was coming wasn’t just release. It was a statement of absurd, oiled reverence.

Then he pushed forward.

Schlup.

The sound echoed like a wet prophecy—a slapstick moan from the Tower itself. Nathan bit his lip. Not from restraint—but to stop himself from laughing. Or crying. Or screaming. Everything felt too much. The thighs, the heat, the slippery friction—he was fucking the line between dignity and delight.

The sound was absurd—

like a divine jelly being dragged between two heavenly pillows.

Validia shuddered slightly.

Velmora giggled.

Livia watched from below,

casually munching on another Prunus Vitalis fruit she had stolen earlier.

Nathan took a deep breath and hugged Validia from behind. His hand moved slowly to colossal tits, and he pushed his thighs again.

Slop....