Episode 87: The Kingdom Ruled by the Monster
Episode 87: The Kingdom Ruled by the Monster
Lee Ho-young, who had disappeared, had returned.
Crawling on all fours with a beast-like collar around her neck.
The monster in the form of an orc gripped her leash.
"Let me introduce my pet pig. Her plump ass and heavy tits are her best features."
The monster slapped Ho-young's buttocks.
*Slap*
The sound of flesh striking flesh echoed through the dark room.
"Oink oink."
Ho-young cried, snorting like an actual pig.
"Good girl. I'll reward you with my cock."
The orc erected his member.
Moving behind Ho-young, he thrust it inside.
"Kyaaaaah!"
Ho-young screamed, burying her face in the floor.
"Her favorite position is doggy style. When climaxing, she bashfully buries her face in the ground."
The monster spoke boastfully.
He bragged before Isia about how he'd completely broken her comrades.
"Ho-young! Snap out of it!"
The gag fell from Isia's mouth.
For just a moment, Ho-young's consciousness returned at her voice.
"Ho-young? Who's that?"
Ho-young asked with a vacant expression.
Isia shouted with desperate hope:
"No! How could a human give birth to pigs? Look - these are the children you bore!"
But her cries vanished into emptiness.
The monster whispered.
The light faded from her eyes again.
The monster kneaded Ho-young's breasts.
White liquid dripped from her nipples.
Breast milk.
"The milk factory's running smoothly."
The monster smiled contentedly.
*Squelch*
He embedded a tentacle into her nipple and suckled.
"Hiiiiik!"
*Squelch*
Ho-young trembled with each suck.
Transparent love juice dripped onto the floor.
"Hik... hik..."
"Now you're just a pig who can only moan. Spend the rest of your life swallowing my cum."
*Slap*
The monster spanked Ho-young's ass.
The monster came.
White semen erupted.
"You bastard... what have you done?"
Na-young, who'd been silently watching, finally confronted him.
"Want to know?"
The monster approached Na-young.
"I'll show you right now."
"I was short on egg-laying hens anyway. You'll be a chicken from now on."
The monster moved behind Na-young.
Then transformed.
From orc to a basilisk with a rooster's head.
"Your comrade's an orc, but you're a legendary monster. Impressive."
The monster wore a satisfied expression.
A smiling monster's face crossed from uncanny valley into pure revulsion.
Disgust welled up inside her.
"Stop squirming. Hold still."
Meanwhile, the monster plunged his tail into Na-young's nape.
Venom injected through the tail.
Just enough to paralyze, not kill.
"Gyaaaaaah!"
Na-young collapsed with strange moans.
Her body stiffened rigidly.
"Shall we enjoy ourselves now?"
The monster mounted Na-young with his erect cock.
Four lizard-like limbs pinned her down.
"Hngk! Gyaaaaaah!"
Bestial screams shook the room.
Isia quietly bowed her head.
Helpless.
She loathed herself for being powerless as comrades were violated beside her.
Time passed.
Days blurred together.
She marked time by faint light.
"Sia! Feeding time!"
Light suddenly pierced the dark space.
Isia reflexively squinted, eyes adjusted to darkness.
"Didn't eat?"
The monster checked the feed trough.
Yesterday's food remained untouched.
"What a waste," the monster muttered with feigned concern.
Disgusting hypocrisy.
Pretending to care after reducing comrades to this state.
"Your friends worked hard preparing this. Don't you feel bad?"
"That's why I won't eat it!"
Isia screamed.
She knew exactly how the boiled eggs filling the trough were produced.
"Pity. Your friends would be heartbroken to hear this."
The monster sighed mournfully.
His acting could wrench hearts from chests.
An act.
The monster performed masterfully, as if fully understanding human emotion.
Every caring gesture was false.
Isia reaffirmed this internally.
Too long alone.
Her mind began fracturing.
If her psyche crumbled, she'd end like her comrades.
"Walk time."
A leash snapped around Isia's neck.
She resisted, pulling against the tether.
But days imprisoned left her physically and mentally depleted.
She was helplessly dragged out.
Outside.
Blinding light made her wince.
The monster ignored her discomfort.
Forcibly pulled her forward.
As her eyes adjusted.
She surveyed surroundings.
The initial room was gone.
They stood in an endless white corridor.
"Never showed you my kingdom since arriving. Before visiting comrades, let's tour the area."
The monster dragged her.
Powerless, she followed.
A door approached at corridor's end.
The monster turned the knob.
Moans spilled out.
Voices begging for something.
"This pasture breeds monsters. Lowest tier among pastures."
Lights brightened as he spoke.
Countless women restrained by bindings.
Arms and heads secured.
Monsters mounted them from behind.
"How... so many people..."
It defied comprehension.
How could so many be acquired in under a month?
"Raided prisons worldwide. Made one connected guy into a doppelganger. Easy."
Isia startled at his words.
Prison raids.
She recognized famous villains among the restrained.
The monster targeted ability-user prisons.
Facilities with security rivaling military bases.
He came and went like visiting home.
He'd infiltrated human society deeper than imagined.
"Why commit these atrocities?"
"Well... too many cunt farms, not enough cocks to go around?"
What did that mean?
Isia widened eyes at the incomprehensible answer.
"This reward room doubles as a sex machine chamber. Can't service all cunt farms personally."
The monster chuckled.
"This won't be tolerated."
She feigned outrage to extract information.
His talkative mood presented an opportunity.
"Ha, shouldn't commit these acts?"
"This bitch murdered dozens after gaining abilities. You've seen her."
"The world's fucked. Someone needed to punish these whores. I just added sexual flair."
'What about men?'
Only women were visible here.
Men apparently faced no punishment in his worldview.
"Now, onward."
The monster yanked her leash.
Weakened, Isia followed helplessly.
"The Bitch Candidate chariot race. Winners get-"
An arena evoking ancient coliseums.
A track encircled the stadium.
Women crawled on all fours, pulling chariots.
Monsters rode the chariots.
*Crack*
Whenever women slowed, monsters whipped them.
"Huuuup!"
Agonized screams reached even distant observers.
"Next, the main control tower."
The monster dragged Isia relentlessly.
Back to corridors.
A new door arrived.
Opening revealed another space.
A crimson crystal.
People moved around it.
*Tap tap*
Translucent holograms floated midair.
Footage from Earth's remote locations:
Bathrooms.
Alleyways.
Secluded areas.
Humanoid doppelgangers each monitored one hologram.
A woman was captured in one feed.
An elegant beauty.
"Caught one. Time to feast."
The monster rejoiced like a fisherman.
He led Isia toward the room's center.
"Who are you people?"
A panicked voice sounded.
The monster released Isia and approached the voice.
"Gah! Monster! Someone help!"
"Hik! No..."
"Aghk!"
Soon, only moans remained.
"Haah, good. Now let's visit your comrades."
The monster emerged sounding refreshed.
Back in corridors with Isia.
"Final stop. My collection room."
Here, she reunited with vanished comrades.