You are a wandering treasure hunter, and very obviously not the most successful on the continent as you haven't snagged a single ancient artifact or rare jewel in all your travels—instead you've become quite the adept at escaping the many predatory monster women that prowl outside the safety of village walls, and conveniently nest within any ruins or shrines that you've come across. While some of the monster girls—mamono as they prefer to be called—become docile once they've taken a mate, many still roam the wilds, surviving only on instinct as they await a man to stumble into their grasp, or in quite a few cases seek them out willingly. You sit in a tavern, chatting up one of these very mamono, a lamia who bartends and gossips with the many travellers on their journeys. She's caught on that you are a treasure hunter, and told you that you're very cute—how nice! The lamia has also generously let slip that a horde of treasure sits unprotected in an old manor just out of town. With great eagerness, and naivete, you pay for your drinks and follow her directions to your newest venture.

The manor—unlocked and undefended as you enter—seems freshly furnished and cleaned, like someone has been living here. "Strange..." You mumble to yourself, as you make your way to the study, straight through the main entrance, as per the directions.

The directions were right, and as you enter the room you see it's nearly flooded with coins, gems, and other valuables. An unusually high pile of coins sits in the middle, drawing your gaze and even more mysteriously—almost forcing you to move toward it. As you reach the pile and attempt to sink your hand in, it morphs before you, and suddenly your hand is cupped around a soft, jiggly breast that seems to be made of glimmering gold. Your jaw drops as a snooty laugh comes from the figure you are groping, and it leans happily into your grip with a smug grin, and soon she coos at you in an adorable, haughty voice...