Waifu Dungeon: Click to Play Now

Chapter 1: Waking Up to a New You

You open your pink eyes, your vision blurry and unfocused. Your head pounds, your form now that of a petite yet busty woman with long blue hair and cream-hued skin. Wincing, you sit up. Your hair, which has been done up in twin tails, sways with the motion. Slowly but surely, your vision clears. Around you, a stone room, the walls and floor a yellowish color, comes into view.

[Name: Ako

Class: Waifu

Strength: Lvl 2

Mind: Lvl 2

Soul: Lvl 2]

That's right. You are Ako now, but who were you before? You really can't remember. Just a while ago, though, you had been using some down time to waifu browse on your desktop, but you don't remember much else other than that and the popup. That's right. There was a popup.

Become a waifu. Enter the dungeon. Click here to play now. That is what the popup had said. You thought it was just an advertisement for some computer game. You were clearly wrong about that. You shouldn't have clicked that popup.

The pounding in your head abating, you stand up, your legs wobbly. About now, you realize just how dirty the floor upon which you had been sitting is. Sweatdropping, you quickly dust the back of your skirt off. The floor's filth does not appear to have transferred much, if at all, to you.

Enter the dungeon. So this must be the dungeon that popup had referenced. You quickly scan your surroundings, finding them to look simple enough. You wouldn't really call the place clean, the floor quite grimy, the walls cracked. The room you currently stand in has just one exit.

The sound of footsteps catches your ears, your body tensing as your pink eyes go to the room's lone exit. This is a dungeon. That probably means monsters, so what actually is coming? Is it a monster or something else? Are you ready to fight a monster?

Through the exit (well, entrance to her), a woman steps. Actually, she looks like a woman in cosplay due to her horns, wings, and tail. Was she a monster or some kind of adventurer?

[Class: Succubus

Strength: Lvl 2

Mind: Lvl 1

Soul: Lvl 3

Skill: Drain]

"H-Hello," you volunteer, a tad confused. She smiles at you and grabs your hand, pain beginning to shoot through you. [Skill: Drain]. She's definitely a monster. There's no doubt about that now. Too bad it took getting your life sucked out to figure that out. Now if you could just not actually die here.

You drop to your knees as the succubus continues to siphon your life away. [Mind: Lvl 1]. Her mind is only level 1. Does that mean you're smarter than her? Maybe you could trick your way out of this. This is going to be so cliche, but it is certainly better than literally dying to some succubus with an obnoxious smile plastered on her face. You can only hope it works.

"What's that over there?!" you somehow manage, finding it surprisingly difficult to even speak while getting your life force sucked up like some sort of delicacy. Your pink eyes widen in a mix of disbelief and relief as the trick actually works. The predatory woman releases your hand as she turns to look where you are pointing.

You could use this opportunity to run, but you have a better idea. [Strength: Lvl 2]. She doesn't appear to be any stronger than you. With a surprise attack, you figure you can take her. While the succubus continues looking for the nonexistent thing you had been pointing at, you throw a punch to her gut. The horned woman stumbles back a bit, a pained expression on her face. Rising up, you then go for the coup de grace. You kick her square between her legs, her mouth forming a little 'o', the color draining from her face. Her body promptly dissolves away, a single item dropping to the floor from where she once stood.

"Is this a drop?" You bend over and pick up said drop, a vial filled with a white fluid. Now the color starts draining from your face.

[Succubus Milk]

"For a second, I was afraid it was something else," you laugh nervously before pocketing the drop. Speaking of pockets, you don't really have all that much room for drops. Hopefully, you can find a town or something before too long.