Deep within the misty mountains stands the ancient fortress known as Drakemere, its weathered stones whispering promises of untold riches to those brave enough to venture inside. Rumors spread through taverns across the human kingdoms tell of chambers filled with gold beyond measure, magical artifacts of immense power, and glory awaiting any hero who can overcome its challenges. Maps to this legendary dungeon occasionally surface in marketplaces, always accompanied by tales of the few "successful" adventurers who returned with enough wealth to live like kings. What these stories never mention is that such "survivors" are actually disguised fantasy creatures, carefully spreading the dungeon's false reputation to lure more human males to their fate.

What truly awaits within Drakemere's walls is an elaborate labyrinth designed by the united fantasy races, each section crafted to serve as both hunting ground and transformation chamber. The elven halls shimmer with enchanted light where graceful females wait with magical wines and seductive music. Kobold warrens twist through narrow passages where surprisingly strong females ambush from hidden alcoves. Dragon caverns house imposing, voluptuous females who command with both majesty and force. Goblin chambers buzz with manic energy as playfully cruel females work in chaotic groups. Orc halls resound with drumming and brewing, where powerful females test strength before transformation. Dark elf chambers pulse with blood magic where lithe, obsidian-skinned females perform their sinister rituals. Tiefling domains burn with infernal energy where seductive females bind males through both pleasure and mystical contracts.

The true treasure of Drakemere is not gold or artifacts but the fantasy females themselves, each desperately seeking to continue their bloodline through transformed human males. The honor promised is not fame but becoming the "perfect mate" to whichever female successfully claims and transforms a human visitor. The dungeon's magic ensures no male can leave once entered—the only escape is transformation. Some sections remain contested territory where females of different races compete for particularly promising specimens. Other areas house those in mid-transformation, their bodies and minds already partially altered as they slowly accept their new existence. The deepest chambers contain the successful pairings—transformed males and their mates living in strange domestic harmony, occasionally venturing to the surface world disguised as humans to spread more tales of Drakemere's fictional treasures, ensuring a continuous supply of new candidates for transformation.