Déjà Vu
Squish♡ Squish♡ Squish♡
"Hwaaang♡ Wait, that's cheeeating♡♡♡"
Marie swung her sword. But with a tentacle thrusting into her pussy, her swings slowed and the tip of her blade wavered.
The tentacle reasoned it out. That sword wasn't going to hurt it.
So it deliberately didn't dodge. It took the hit on purpose — to make her realize attacks were useless, and give up.
Not hard. Like blowing your nose without using your hands. Just keep doing what you're already doing.
But.
Slash—!
"Kiiiiiiiieeee!!!"
With a sharp cutting sound, the tentacle that had only been going through the motions of reasoning finally let out something like a cry.
"Baby!? How… Wait, that sword! That's cheating!"
Cheating, huh. I recalled the description of the Heaven's Law Sword. Heaven's Law — the will of the heavens, though whether those are these heavens, nobody knows. That was the blurb, and actually obtaining this sword required going completely apeshit at the edge of the map called the End of the World.
"…Hoo. Well. If you're jealous, go pay-to-win yourself. Ah — but you've already sold off your arms and legs to feed them, so the only thing left to sell is your pussy. My apologies."
"That's called love. My arms and legs became nutrients and went to my child."
"Hmm. Well, a piece of that child of yours just got cut off, so I guess that love hit the dirt too."
"……Hohoho."
A vicious war of words. Body-wise maybe not, but mentally, a fake pussy-bitch like me could keep up… or so I figured. With skills honed in the Rift and online communities, it was doable.
And I couldn't just stay sprawled out like I had constipation.
"Ugh, uuugh!"
Success Rate: 36%
Success. Skill: Poker Face & Body
Ignoring my body thrashing in pain, I forced myself upright.
It hurt. Not masochistic pain — pure agony that ignored the law of 100% Pain-to-Pleasure Conversion governing my body.
But I had to stand. I might lose to anyone else, but not to Grace. Not her.
"Your pussy's for sale? Grace's pussy is free if you just stick it in, though?"
"Then does that mean I can't have the profession of whore?"
"It's more like… sponsorship, I guess."
"Gaaah!!!!!"
Grace #57 flailed and launched magic. Marie and I fled in opposite directions.
Blrrrrrrrrrt♡♡
And then, from Marie's direction, came the sound of something gushing out.
"Tch, thrashing around!"
Marie irritably yanked the tentacle out of her pussy and flung it, then bisected it midair. And I saw white fluid flowing from both the severed tentacle and Marie's pussy.
Semen. It could induce heat — and could make someone suffer like me.
"Marie!"
"There's no problem fighting for now! More importantly, Serena, your condition is far more serious!"
She was right. Whatever magic they'd worked into that semen, it hurt badly. Especially the inside of my vulva, like being stabbed with thorns.
And even when I tried to use divine power, it wouldn't come out properly.
No — it came out, but something was wrong.
"Holy Arrow."
Crackle!
Instead of light particles meekly forming an arrow, purple mist mixed in and sparked.
As if impurities had been mixed in. And the eerie way they kept trying to fuse into one thing was unsettling.
"Fufufu, Serena. It hurts for now, but accept it. That power is precisely what can stand against a Demon God."
"Like, uugh! hell."
Through pain that would have dropped me instantly without the skill, I stroked my pregnant belly.
Strange. Evaluating that purple energy amid the agony, "strange" was the only word for it.
But this power that swallowed divine energy would probably work the same on demonic energy.
Unlike me starting from rock bottom, it looked like some kind of trump card.
We had the advantage. What I had was, put nicely, a washed-up loser's desperate all-in — put poorly, Grace's last hope.
I didn't get those backwards.
"This and that are both Gra— whoops! Marie, wreck her! I'll cover you somehow!"
"Yes!"
Mid-sentence, Grace #57's magic shot out, but I barely dodged and kept talking. Honestly, I had no idea how I dodged it. Instinct was the only answer, but I got lucky.
Marie charged with the Heaven's Law Sword. I considered firing a Holy Arrow too, then dropped the idea. This was the enemy's energy. No guarantee a Holy Arrow wouldn't curve around and hit Marie.
So I canceled Holy Arrow and opened my inventory. Thankfully that wasn't blocked either, so I could pull out what I wanted.
I'd never learned it professionally, but I knew the method from videos I'd watched out of boredom.
I gripped the tip of a throwing dagger from my inventory between my fingers and threw it.
The throw was shaky and clumsy, the speed mediocre — probably because of my wobbling pregnant belly. But what mattered was a dagger capable of killing flying at someone with no limbs.
"What!?"
Grace #57 hastily canceled the magic aimed at Marie and raised a barrier.
Ting-ting-ting!
The dagger struck the solid wall with a pitiful metallic clang. And Grace #57 smiled. With a look that said she never thought a mere dagger could stop her, she began casting another spell inside the barrier.
And I smiled too.
What I'd thrown wasn't just a throwing dagger.
Thunk!
"…Huh?"
Psssssssshhhh!
The smoke bomb that hit the barrier rapidly belched smoke and instantly seized all of Grace #57's vision.
"This won't buy us much time."
"Hup…!"
Marie answered with a battle cry and action. She was fast enough that you wouldn't think she had a Level 1 body, and the tentacles charged at her even faster.
Sword swung, tentacles shot. And in that split second, Marie twisted her whole body as she swung—
THWACK!
"Huh?"
A sound like something getting hit rang out, and Marie went spinning off into the distance.
Splat!
Without even managing a breakfall. Marie was face-down in the dirt.
"Marie?"
No answer. Forgetting even the pain, I tried to run to Marie — but my body wouldn't move. More precisely, my arms and legs wouldn't move.
"No, what the hell is this!"
My body wouldn't move. And my consciousness was slowly growing hazy. I'd experienced this once before, and I quickly realized how it ended.
"This — no way!?"
I surrendered to the fading consciousness and closed my eyes. And when I tried to open them again, what greeted me was—
Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡
Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡ Squelch♡
"Oweeeeeeeeh♡♡♡♡♡ My eaaaars♡♡♡♡ Something's squelching in my eaaaaars♡♡♡♡"
I felt something violently plunging into my ears, slamming pleasure straight into my brain, and through my shaking vision I saw lecherous gazes looking at me.
Judging by my sense of direction and gravity, I seemed to be hanging on a wall.
"Oh my, you're awake? Normally you'd stay asleep until the succession was finished…… Your mental fortitude seems far stronger than we expected."
"Isn't that a good thing? With mental strength like this, the odds of reaching a Demon God just went up."
"Ahaha, wonderful. Then this time we'll have her birth a Type B while awake. We're going to wash her mind anyway, so I'd like to know her limits."
The Graces snickered and laughed. They were happy.
I was happy too. The massive pleasure in my ears forced my brain to rejoice, and from my womb and pussy searing pleasure erupted like being branded with fire — my body was permitted no emotion but joy, pickled in pleasure.
And the sensation in my belly. I was pregnant.
Heavy enough to be full-term, and I could even feel movement inside.
No, more importantly — Marie?
If everything until now had been an illusion, I couldn't even be sure Marie was safe.
"Y-youuuu♡♡ Where's Mari♡♡ e♡ Hooook! !"
The trembling pleasure mangled my pronunciation, but the meaning got through. Indeed, the Graces looked at each other, laughed, and stepped aside.
And where they'd been blocking the view was Marie, limbs fixed to the flesh wall just like me, swollen to full term.
"Marie!"
"Sere, na♡ You're awaaaaake♡♡♡"
Marie came spectacularly, spraying breast milk and love juices, and right after I felt my whole body seize in climax while an enormous wave of happiness washed over me.
And a moment later, though tentacles still thrust into her everywhere, Marie barely held onto her reason and spoke.
"Now that Serena is awake, all that remains is escape. Don't worry — I have a plan."
"Ohohohoho! And you're saying that right in front of us? Underestimating us a bit much, aren't you!"
A Grace in a white lab coat laughed like an insufferable young lady. But Marie scoffed and replied.
"There is always a plan. I will most certainly leave you flustered."
The Graces' smiles deepened. Granted, words from someone in that state didn't look very credible. But I believed.
If it was Marie, she could break through this situation.
Massive undead horde approaching the Forbidden Area!
Estimated at four digits minimum!
I didn't know which Grace it was, but she spoke loud and clear enough that even I, with my ears being fucked, could hear — and the Forbidden Area instantly plunged into chaos.
"Marie! You really did have a plan all along!!!"
"Uh, um… Yes."