Scolded by Maria
After being scolded by Maria, we sat obediently and stared blankly at the two of them quarreling. Listening with one ear and letting it go out the other, I entertained all sorts of random thoughts until my family came to mind. Had they still not returned to the Earth dimension? If they had seen the note I left at home, there should have been some word by now. While I was wondering whether I ought to visit Earth once more, the meeting was drawing to a close.
“Aah~ Fine. I’ll catch those humans having group orgies and lock them up. Satisfied?”
“Good. In exchange, I’ll review that request you’ve been making since last time.”
“Really? Thank you, Maria~”
“Ugh, wait….”
Maria, her face buried in Kyubey’s chest as she was held in her arms, flailed helplessly in distress.
But just how busy was Uriel that I hadn’t seen her face in months?
“Unni, what is Uriel unni doing right now?”
“Chasing after that battle-obsessed idiot and the dimensional gates, what else? These days she mostly crosses over the gates and raises hell, so I have no idea what she’ll do if one closes on her.”
“I heard the frequency of dimensional gate appearances has increased lately. She must truly be swamped.”
“That thoughtless fool is just thrilled because it means she gets to fight even more.”
Kyubey unni’s relationship with God remained terrible; she still called her an idiot or a moron at every opportunity. Then again, since they had once been enemies and she had even tried to kill her, it would have been strange if they got along.
“Meeting adjourned! Elisha, remain behind for a moment.”
Maria, who had finally wriggled free of Kyubey’s embrace, clapped her hands to declare the meeting over. Kyubey unni left with a bright smile, clearly entertained, and Jadin rose from his seat and exited as well. I stayed seated and asked Maria,
“Why did you ask me to stay?”
“I have something to say about the Blackmen.”
Maria straightened her disheveled hair, sat down, and continued.
“Establishing an autonomous district for the Blackmen is partly out of respect for their culture, but the greater purpose is to gather them in one place for easier control. That’s also why I’m assigning the leadership position to Jadin, who is close to both Kyubey and you.”
“What exactly are you worried about?”
When I voiced the question that had occurred to me while listening, she rested her chin on her hand and answered.
“I’m wary of the Blackmen’s power growing too strong within Eden. Their share of the total population has already reached a level that cannot be ignored. We cannot allow any more Blackmen to enter the Eden royal family.”
“You’re talking about Jadin.”
With Havid—who was already Kyubey unni’s husband and a Blackman—if I were to marry Jadin as well, two of the four royal sisters would become women of the Blackmen.
“Kyubey seems to simply like them, so she’s completely in favor, but from my position running the country I have no choice but to remain cautious.”
“That makes sense. Their influence would only keep growing.”
“Which is why I’m telling you this: find a man who isn’t a Blackman and marry him. It doesn’t matter which country he’s from—just not a Blackman.”
“Jadin and I are just close friends, not lovers. Besides, I have no intention of getting married yet.”
“That’s a relief. In that case, keep some distance from Jadin. Stop following Kyubey’s words and hanging around with him all the time. The media keeps running wild with their own stories because of it.”
“They’re the sort of people who love to make a fuss over even the smallest scrap of news anyway.”
There were already countless media outlets speculating wildly about everything from my surface-level personal information to estimates of my body measurements, favorite foods, and clothing.
“Anyway, listen to me. It’s best not to give them even trivial material to work with.”
“Understood. I’ll speak with him and make sure we act separately at official functions.”
“Thank you. At least you’re someone I can reason with. Unlike Kyubey or Uriel, who never listen no matter what. Sigh….”
Both Kyubey unni and Uriel unni lived entirely according to their own whims, so Maria struggled a great deal dealing with them. I listened to her lengthy outpouring of pent-up complaints, comforted her, and finally returned to my room.
After a quick wash in the bathroom attached to the room, I was about to get dressed when the parasitic tentacle tail wrapped around my waist.
“Hm? What’s the matter?”
The parasitic tentacle tail usually kept its elastic body curled up to shorten its length, but when extended it had grown until it matched my height. After wrapping around my waist it pointed toward the bed, so I climbed onto it and sat down. Seeing the mouth-like end open wide, I asked,
“Are you trying to do something?”
The parasitic tentacle tail nodded up and down, then opened its mouth even wider and swallowed my head whole.
“Mmph?”
With my head engulfed and my mouth blocked, I couldn’t speak properly. This was the first time I had experienced anything like it, so I felt a little flustered.
While I was panicking, the parasitic tentacle tail that had swallowed my head slid down further, engulfing me up to my upper body. Its microscopic tentacles began to move, licking every inch of me. Wrapped in the moist interior of the tail and licked from all directions, pleasure surged through me.
It continued licking as it swallowed more and more until it finally succeeded in taking my entire body inside its tail.
Ah, this might actually feel pretty good.
What are you doing? What’s the current situation?
As I enjoyed the fine tentacles that wrapped around my whole body and moved as if tickling me, Elsa—who must have caught some unknown signal—appeared and asked.
Hngh… the tentacle tail swallowed my body and is licking it all over.
Does that mean you’ve been eaten?
Can this really be called being eaten? It’s just holding me inside and licking.
Of course, the pressure from the parasitic tentacle tail compressing my entire body kept me completely immobile, yet I didn’t particularly feel as if I had been devoured. Then a tentacle pushed into my groin and a moan slipped out.
Uht… it’s suddenly entering my vagina.
What on earth is it doing?
I don’t know.
The tentacles that had invaded my vagina stretched it wider, then a thicker one pushed in and reached the deepest place—my cervical opening. The tentacle that clung tightly to my cervix sucked in like a vacuum, anchoring itself firmly, and stayed still.
I thought it was going to do something, but it’s just staying put. Uwp.
Why again?
It put a tentacle in my mouth. Ah… it’s feeding me something.
Clear liquid sprayed from the tip of the tentacle that had reached my throat and slid straight down.
Hmm… there are no dangerous components, but it’s a rather unusual secretion.
What’s in it?
Mostly water and nutrients, with small amounts of hormone inducers and mild narcotic agents. It’s different from the secretions it has produced before.
So it’s a new type of fluid it’s never secreted until now.
Since this came from Elsa, who had taken up studying the ecology of the parasitic tentacle tail as a hobby, it was clearly a liquid it had never produced before.
I’m blocking the influx of the components for now. How should I proceed?
It’s feeding me because I need them, right? Just let it take effect.
Understood. Well, there aren’t any truly dangerous components anyway.
Once Elsa removed the barrier, my head grew faintly hazy and a pleasant feeling washed over me. It was probably the effect of the narcotic components. Given how many drugs I had experienced and how tolerant I had become, the fact that I felt this way meant the effect was quite potent.
Wow, the narcotic component is really strong. It feels good.
My brain grew intoxicated and my nerves became hypersensitive, making every sensation on my skin sharper. I was enjoying the detailed caresses of the tentacles wrapped around my entire body when I felt something moving along the tentacle inside my vagina.
Huh? Something’s moving.
What is it?
Round egg-like things are traveling along the tentacle. Ngh.
Soon another tentacle emerged from inside the one covering my uterus, spread my cervical opening, and began injecting the round egg-like objects into my womb. Shifting my consciousness to examine the interior, I saw they were indeed spherical purple eggs.
Those are eggs, aren’t they? The parasitic tentacle tail’s eggs?
It seems to be a reproductive method where it restrains the host by engulfing them and then implants eggs. The secretion is meant to reduce the host’s burden and resistance.
They keep coming.
With every wriggle of the tentacle, the purple eggs squeezed one by one through the narrow cervical opening and began to pile up neatly inside. The sensation of the eggs passing through my hypersensitive uterus brought intense pleasure, but the way the parasitic tentacle tail squeezed my whole body each time it flexed to push them in gave me even greater ecstasy.
Haa… it feels so good…
Does being swallowed by tentacles and having your entire body compressed feel that good? Normally anyone feeling this much pressure would be terrified.
Elsa, don’t you like being forcibly restrained and bred? There’s something nice about feeling used as a female.
I’d rather be the one doing the impregnating. Only an extreme pervert masochist like you would enjoy this, unni.
Is that so… hngh.
While I savored the pressure squeezing my whole body and the pleasure that came each time an egg passed through my cervix, the injection finally stopped; the laying seemed to have finished safely. The ovipositor withdrew, and a thinner tentacle tube entered the closed cervical opening and began pumping sticky white fluid inside.
Aht, this liquid feels just like semen.
It appears to be fertilizing the laid eggs.
To perform both laying and fertilization together… is the parasitic tentacle tail hermaphroditic?
It’s fascinating. I wonder what kind of creature’s reproductive method this is.
The white mucus tangled with the eggs soon hardened like jelly, stably anchoring them inside my uterus. After the parasitic tentacle tail used its tentacles to confirm the eggs were properly fixed, it finally coated the inside of my vagina with thick purple mucus, hardening it to keep the passage sealed.
Having finished laying, the parasitic tentacle tail slowly released me from the tips of my toes, just as it had swallowed me. Past my legs, pelvis, waist, and chest, my head finally emerged.
“Huaa! I’m finally out.”
Intense heat radiated from my mucus-covered body, which had been warmed inside the tail, making the air feel cold. The parasitic tentacle tail even spat out my clumped, mucus-soaked hair, then closed its mouth and rubbed its tip affectionately against my face, acting cute.
“Ah, not right now—later. I’m still dirty.”
At my words it obediently stopped, stepped firmly on the floor, lifted me up, and carried me to the bathroom.
“You really are clever.”
Secure some samples for me later.
“Okay.”
I stroked its body gently while being carried. The parasitic tentacle tail opened the bathroom door by itself, entered, set me down softly on the floor, and shrank back to its shorter size.
My belly reflected in the bathroom mirror was only very slightly rounded; there was almost no outward sign that it contained the parasitic tentacle tail’s eggs. Just to be sure I spread my labia with my fingers, but the hardened purple mucus filling my vagina had sealed it completely.
Whether it was orcs or the parasitic tentacle tail, many creatures in the Eden dimension seemed to have evolved this way in their harsh ecosystem—to more reliably impregnate females and protect their offspring—by blocking their partner’s vaginal opening. There were far more such species than I had expected.
When it realized I was checking my belly, the tail gently stroked it, showing a pleased reaction.
“Sigh, are you happy about reproducing? What are you going to do once they hatch?”
Even if they hatched, I doubted they would safely find hosts. Leaving the cheerfully oblivious parasitic tentacle tail alone, I washed my sticky body.
After the parasitic tentacle tail laid its eggs in my uterus and sealed my vagina, sex with Jadin was naturally impossible. Since I had been planning to distance myself from him anyway, I could use this as the perfect excuse.
“So there are parasitic tentacle tail eggs inside this slightly bulging belly, right?”
When I told Jadin I was carrying the tail’s eggs, he lifted my top and gently stroked the rounded curve of my stomach as he asked.
“Yeah. And because of that my vagina is blocked, so I won’t be able to have sex for a while.”
“Hmm. I wanted to watch the laying scene.”
“It started so suddenly I couldn’t even think about recording it. It swallowed my whole body like it was devouring me, so I couldn’t move at all.”
“Ooh! Tell me more about that in detail.”
Jadin—whose eyes I had opened to interspecies sex, especially between women and other species—sparkled with interest and asked me to describe the spawning process.
“Hehe, I knew you’d want to hear it. Since my pussy can’t be used while I’m telling the story, shall I ask the tentacle tail to help?”
I removed Jadin’s pants and underwear, grabbed the tip of the parasitic tentacle tail, and brought it close. It opened its mouth on its own and promptly swallowed his still half-erect cock.
“Whoa, if the kid sucks I won’t last long.”
“Don’t worry. Now, show me the results of your training.”
I had trained the parasitic tentacle tail, which used to focus solely on milking semen and apply excessive stimulation, in the art of proper service. Unlike before, it sucked his cock with a slightly slower rhythm, its internal fine tentacles moving gently. An exclamation of amazement burst from Jadin’s mouth at the improved technique.
“Wow, it’s definitely different.”
“Right? I trained it hard. From now on this child will handle your sexual relief instead of my pussy.”
“But I still prefer Elisha’s pussy more…”
“It can’t be helped. You’ll understand, won’t you?”
“Hmm.”
I activated my charm eyes and met his gaze. The power of my charm eyes—now far more proficient and carrying a greater quantity of essence—had grown quite strong. Jadin’s eyes quickly lost focus and grew hazy.
“My pussy is currently blocked and unusable. So the tentacle tail will handle your sexual processing instead. You understand, right?”
“Yeah… then it can’t be helped.”
“Yes. It can’t be helped.”
While the parasitic tentacle tail sucked his cock and served him with pleasure, I poured even more essence into my charm eyes, carefully planting the recognition that the tentacle tail would be responsible for Jadin’s sexual relief from now on.