It never fails. “I’ll just pick the lock” she says. But it’s not the brass-bound wooden trunk full of treasures or antiques that your little band of adventurers and freebooters hopes it is. It’s something else entirely, something squirmy and hungry and horny and slick and lonely and (until about ten seconds ago) firmly bound by cruel magical enchantments. Surprise!

surprise tentacle sex for the cute rogue who picked the lock on the trapped chest that turned out to be a mimic

Artwork is called Beware The Mimic by artist Nightglare.

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