"Alright, so," Roxy said, unrolling a sheet of velvet on the table, revealing a surprisingly large set of Slotless Class Unlock chips, each with a label. "When you level every crafter class to 20, you get the merger class Omnicrafter. When you level every gatherer class to 20, you get the merger class Omnigatherer. When you have both of these merger classes at 20, you get the merger class Omniproducer."

"How the fuck did you get these?" Nicky marveled, staring at the set of Slotless Class Unlocks.

"I made them with Level 20 crafting and the Book of Gears," Roxy said. "Anyhow. All four special one-role classes makes Talent at any level, which I'm sure you're all quite familiar with after the last week of delving, especially including yesterday evening's inaugural Level 20 delve. But did you know that all four regular one-role classes also makes a merger class, but only at 20? Because it does, and it's called Factotum! And then there's the Level 20 merger of Factotum and Talent, becoming Exemplar!"

"Fuck a duck," Cecilia said.

"Now," Roxy continued smoothly. "There are still six two-role classes and four three-role classes to merge together. And did you know that there are a truly insufferable number of Level 20 merger classes that I straight up did not include here? Literally every single arrangement of classes that fills each role the exact same number of times gets a merger. Complementary pairs of two-role classes? That's three mergers right there. Complementary pairs of a three-role class and a one-role class? Eight mergers, because there's eight one-role classes. But also, there's mergers for every combination of a two-role class and two complementary one-role classes! For each of the six two-role classes, there's four combinations of one-role classes that'll make a valid merger, for twenty four combinations total, and each one of those is a different class! Fuck a duck, there's also different mergers for every unique combination of the eight one-role classes! All base and all-rare are covered, but there's four one-base three-rare and four one-rare three-base, and then there's the six two-base two-rare combos, adding up to eighteen four-class one-role mergers, which, when added to all the other mergers which fill each role once, giving us fifty three!"

"Okay, we get it, there's a lot of them," Anzerath said.

"I don't think you do!" Roxy said. "Because also, there's mergers for arrangements that fill every role twice- most easily done with a pair of two-role classes, a three-role class, and a one-role class, but which also includes Exemplar, which is all eight one-role classes, and more than I bothered to count!"

"I'm sorry you had to deal with the absolute combinatorial explosion that is merger classes," Akane said.

"It was deeply unpleasant," Roxy said, nodding. "I eventually gave up on doing real math and just made a script to count 'em all for me, coming out to a little over five thousand unique mergers... for the balanced-ish mergers. There were also six mergers for each specific role, separated by number of times that role could be filled, which were very uncreatively named- stuff like Archmage 7, Archwarrior 3. Very nearly none of the mergers are worth discussing. And now, for the last exception. The ultimate delver merger class, which you get for taking every single delver class, filling every single role eight times, is Delver." She gestured at a Slotless Delver Class Unlock chip, which had been labeled as such. "A class that I don't have anymore, because it turns out Delver combines with Omniproducer and Dungeon Master to become Adventurer, which is the merger class for literally everything, and is naturally slotless."

"...Oh," Clara said, quietly.

"Adventurer, the pinnacle of this journey that started with me grinding for a Class Slot Unlock item, is a class that basically makes your Class Slots completely worthless," Roxy said.

"You're in a mood, then," Lisa said.

"I'm honestly not sure how to feel," Roxy admitted. "I've spent a lot of time and effort and resources and luck to get here, and... now I'm left wondering, even if just for a few fleeting moments, in a few little ways, what the hell it was all for."

"Is it not the Adventurer class, which gives you literally every Class-based ability in the System?" Clara asked.

"Or hitting Level 20, a milestone we're pretty sure nobody else in history has hit before?" Anzerath asked.

"Or creating a pocket nation of sexy monstergirls who walk around naked and fuck in public?" Cecilia added.

"I mean, yes, absolutely, all of those things and more are things I enjoy having and which justify this endeavor to me," Roxy said. "There's also, quite literally, the friends I've made along the way, who I'm very happy to have in my life, for reasons including but not limited to the experience of putting my cock inside them. As much as sometimes I might privately groan and grumble about how complicated my life is now... I'm glad you're all here. It's made my life a lot more complicated, but also, a lot less lonely."

"Love you too, you gangly bitch," Lisa said, leaning against Roxy.

"Asshole," Roxy said sweetly.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she sighed.

"Okay, what the fuck is... oh, it's a Tumblr notification," Roxy said. "Heh. Forgot I had that account, seeing as I only used it once. Let's see... ah, someone has DM'd me, looking for a hookup."

"You gonna go for it?" Akane asked.

"Maybe," Roxy said with a shrug. "I mean, I'm gonna be honest- while there's clearly a sexual relationship permeating all this, I don't really get the feeling there's any expectation of exclusivity, y'know what I mean? So, uh. While I've definitely got pretty much all the 'new people' I could want in the Ranch Familiars... Yeah, sure, I might as well stay in the habit of going out and having sex with people. Gonna tell her... I can try to squeeze you in sooner, but the most convenient time for me is a month from now. Will that work for you?"

"Why are you putting it off for a month?" Nicky asked.

"Gonna get the Ranch Familiars to hold a big ol' sex championship to figure out who's the best to harvest sex skills from," Roxy said. "That way I can just completely rock her world. Make my performance with you in that back alley look like amateur hour."

"Well, fair enough," Nicky said, nodding. "Good luck."

---

The thing Roxy had not informed anyone about was the fact that she was reasonably confident that the person who messaged her on Tumblr was, in fact, Valerie Vega, Nicky's mother. After all, Valerie was a hot blonde- provided you accepted white hair as a sort of blonde- with huge tits, just like everyone with prominent deep elf blood, and like Roxy had noticed that first night with Nicky, very few people outside Vega's nobility looked like that. And, well, Valerie was quite eager to exchange pictures- ones that even included the face, unlike Nicky's own, more cautious pictures.

Still, Roxy kept mum about her upcoming hookup as she worked on various upgrades to her setup, and a few absolutely busted items based on her own ideas and the schematics in the Book of Gears.

One of those was a tiny bead of indestructible metal that passed through her skin and integrated with her skeleton, giving it the structural properties of indestructible metal, as well as being spatially expanded to the size of a planet on the inside, where an ever-expanding farm and potionworks produced ever-greater quantities of stacking permanent stat-boost potions and then burned those in such a way as to grant Roxy the effects of those potions without having to drink them.

After an hour, she tweaked her spell [Faceroll] and then used it to amble through a Level 20 Gauntlet Dungeon without a care in the world.

Finally, the fateful night came, with Roxy having gained the sex skills of all the championship tops of her ranch, and Valerie Vega having agreed to a back alley meetup, just two blocks over from where Roxy had met Nicky.

"Hey there, Princess Vega," Roxy said, approaching the Princess.

"...Not much point in denying it, is there?" she asked, sighing. Valerie Vega was a beta exemplar; a few inches shorter than her daughter, but with thicker curves, and an equally-sized dick. Unlike her daughter, however, she didn't show up to the hookup in tights and a cleavagey shirt, but rather, in a tight little dress that stretched visibly around every little detail on her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. "Hello, Roxanne. How is my daughter doing?"

"Hit Level 20 not too long ago," Roxy said casually. "So did I."

"Well, isn't that something," Valerie marveled.

"I hear you're planning a trip back to Vega," Roxy added casually. "See some family, settle some business. Maybe might want a hand with that."

"Perhaps I do," Valerie said. "Are you offering?"

"In a sense," Roxy said. "See, I kinda want power, myself. So, what I'm really offering is this: I'll come with you, along with the rest of my household, all the way to Vega and its royal palace, where I'll wrest the crown away from the current monarch and towards our chosen candidate. But. We've gotta choose our candidate, don't we?"

"We do, don't we?" Valerie said, her eyes narrowing. "And just what are you about to offer, that I can't really refuse?"

"We'll fuck about it," Roxy said.

"...I beg your pardon?"

"We will fuck, right here in this alleyway, or really anywhere else if you'd prefer, but tonight, and whoever hits ten orgasms first loses."

"Ten- ten orgasms?" Valerie asked. "That's..."

"You'll want one of these," Roxy added, handing her a Level 20 stamina regeneration potion. "Drink it now; it'll last you all night... probably."

"You really intend to challenge me to a contest of sex," Valerie said. "Over whether you will back my bid for the throne, or I will back your bid for the throne."

"More or less, yeah," Roxy said, nodding.

"...I suppose nothing is fair when one participant is Level 20 and the other isn't," Valerie said, uncorking the potion. "This, at least, lets me enjoy myself before I go home." She threw it back in one swallow.

"That's the spirit," Roxy said, grinning. "Any preferences?"

"I trust myself to your skill," Valerie said, tossing aside the spent bottle as it dissolved. "Surprise me."

"Very well," Roxy said, before grabbing Valerie by the shoulders, spinning her to face the wall, and grabbing her hips. "Brace yourself, you're in for a ride."

Roxy silently cast a spell to lubricate herself and Valerie before stuffing her cock up the beta's now-slick ass, her cockhead spearing into the dead center of Valerie's prostate, and immediately, after a single passionate thrust, drew first cum, staining the front of Valerie's dress where her dick strained against the fabric.

"Wh- th- ohhhhh, fuck," Valerie vocalized, her mouth and brain taking a moment to catch up with what, precisely, had just happened.

"Just checking," Roxy said, holding still within her. "You want me to keep going past your tenth? Or should I stop there?"

"Nnnnhn... Keep... keep going," Valerie said, nodding.

Roxy had found, recently, that she had something of a thing for older women. Whether it was new, and brought on by fucking a trio of sexy fifty year old monstergirl delvers, or whether it had been there all along and simply given space to make itself known with said fifty year old monstergirls, she neither knew nor particularly cared. There was just something captivating about meeting a woman who'd made her way as an adult for decades, and then bending her over a table anyways. Not only bending the seemingly-unbendable to her will, but also in bringing such carnal, youthful joy back to someone who might've forgotten it.

That and, well, older women were simply hot. Quite aside from the fact that people generally continued to fill out through their twenties and thirties, Roxy found she rather liked lined faces and the like, along with the confidence that usually came from decades to get acquainted with one's self. Plus, the word 'milf' was simply fun to say.

"So, do you mind if I end up ripping your dress?" Roxy asked, starting to buck her hips again, this time maintaining a rhythm that brought Valerie close to orgasm, but never quite there, holding her on the ragged edge the whole time. "I can replace it, repair it, make you walk home with your tits out, or just leave it alone. Your choice."

"Mmmn- fuck, that's- ahhhn... shit," Valerie gasped out. "I- nnnhn!- just... Rip it. Do it!"

"If you insist," Roxy said, ripping open the front of Valerie's dress, letting those fat fucking tits of hers drop out, into Roxy's waiting hands. The extra stimulation of Roxy kneading and squeezing, and pinching her nipples, finally brought Valerie over the edge to her second orgasm- this time, her spurt of cum went through the saturated fabric of her dress and splattered against the wall. "That's two... Eight more before I've held up my end of the bargain... and maybe another few dozen more before I can bring my own fun to an end."

Roxy switched away from edging, and instead started to milk a third, longer, more continuous orgasm out of Valerie, before taking her cock off the beta's prostate altogether as she worked on the fourth. She'd learned a lot from her monstergirls, and how they fucked, and while there were a few things that needed adapting... that didn't stop Roxy from making a quivering, creamy mess out of Valerie Vega.

Roxy's own orgasm drew closer, sometime around the thirty eighth time she made Valerie cum. Somehow, Valerie remained conscious, but not coherent, and most certainly not clean. Breathing heavily and grunting, Roxy finally allowed her orgasm to arrive, bringing Valerie to her thirty ninth as Roxy sprayed a thick jet of cum straight up her ass and into her prostate.

Roxy pulled out of Valerie, still cumming, and coated the princess' back thoroughly in the second it took to flip her over, dropping her into the thick puddle of her own cum, and then properly blasting the princess with a torrential layer of Roxy's jizz.

"Mmmn... you look good, covered in cum like that," Roxy noted, grinning as Valerie's cock, still not totally spent, hit its fortieth orgasm. "So, who gets the crown?"

"You do," Valerie mumbled out, voice somewhat obstructed and muffled by all of the cum on her face and in her mouth.

"I'm glad we understand each other," Roxy said. "I'll clean you up and teleport you home. Byyyye."