Chapter 141: Cycle
Chapter 141: Cycle
The first thing the two newly turned demons did was devour the male before them.
"Bill, your body’s gotten so small, but your cock is still the same size, isn't it? ♡"
"It’s hard to see us as being the same age anymore. Come on, why don't you try calling me 'Noona'?"
In contrast to Sein and Annie, who laughed and mocked him in perfect unison, Bill was forced to soothe a body made hypersensitive by his recent ejaculation while drowning in deep regret and resentment.
I couldn't protect them. If only I had done a little better...
Now that Veled had stepped away and the Charm had faded, the Hero, Bill, had returned to his senses, only to fall into a pit of self-loathing.
The cause of their corruption lay with him. He knew this was the aftermath of the high-piled positive emotions—the respect, admiration, and affection he usually received—slowly crumbling away.
Even the excuse that he couldn't help it because of the Charm could not absolve him of the responsibility for corrupting his comrades. No, if Bill hadn't let his guard down and had won the match in the canyon in the first place, none of this would have happened.
"Is there... really no going back?"
The two were currently free. Their restraints had been removed, and the collars that controlled their magical power were gone. If they wanted to, the three of them could escape together right now.
However, the option of flight did not exist for them. This was because the emotions that had welled up in them while watching the acts between Veled and Bill included not just disgust and disappointment, but also excitement and a strange, erotic thrill.
"As if that’s possible, you dummy Bill ♡ And you haven't been able to take your eyes off my breasts this whole time, so what’s with the half-hearted talk? ♡"
From the perspective of the shrunken Bill, Annie's breasts didn't just feel large; they exerted a crushing pressure that felt gargantuan.
The heavy weight of those breasts slowly descended toward Bill’s face as he lay there. After a week of being teased without any proper physical contact other than handjobs, this was the first time her breasts were approaching him.
Following the pull of gravity, her breasts flowed downward. Squish. As they met his face, they began to press down slowly. An overwhelming softness. It blocked his mouth and nose more gently than any sensation Bill had ever experienced.
"Ahaha ♡ Bill is struggling ♡ Are you that happy? Then I'll press down a bit harder for you ♡"
His respiratory tract, blocked by Annie's breasts, could only take in the tiny amount of oxygen trapped in her cleavage before his breathing was cut off entirely. Even in that state, Bill’s body was twisting his hips back and forth, his cock standing tall and rigid.
"Stay still!"
Then, Sein, who had suppressed Bill’s thrashing lower body with her own, brought his defenselessly exposed groin right before her eyes.
"Bill likes this kind of thing, doesn't he? A pervert who climaxes while being insulted and harassed by women. Yes, to borrow Veled-nim's words... a Masochistic Hero ♡"
Splurt! Along with Sein's abuse, Bill climaxed, his body trembling as he remained pinned down. The semen, flying in a parabolic arc, soiled Sein's prisoner uniform.
"I knew you liked being treated like this. You hopeless pervert. Does it feel that good when I shake it like this? Are you happy? You trashy piece of shit in heat ♡"
She flashed a provocative smile at the semen on her clothes and then rapidly stroked Bill’s cock. Squish, squelch. The semen-slicked cock was quickly pleasured, making sticky sounds with every movement of her hand.
"Ah, it’s hard to breathe, isn't it? It’s okay, Bill. Men have a reproductive instinct, so ejaculating while suffocating must feel amazing. So rest easy and... die ♡"
Bill wished this was all a dream. He wanted to believe that he had actually defeated Veled and was simply having a nightmare while sleeping off his exhaustion—that when he opened his eyes, all of this would be a lie.
Bill’s consciousness slowly faded. His struggling from the lack of breath ceased, and in a final burst of survival and reproductive instinct, he let out a final ejaculation, once again soiling Sein’s body.
Spurt, spurt-spurt. A life-burning pleasure he never wanted to know overwhelmed Bill’s body. The climax, exchanged for his very life, scorched his brain and provided the greatest pleasure of his existence.
However, as the momentum of his ejaculation gradually slowed, his life also slowly flickered out, like a spring running dry. An ejaculation met while buried in the breasts of a corrupted lover.
Along with the ejaculation that marked the most miserable end for a Hero, Bill’s movements stopped.
The faces of the two new demons watching their lover’s death were distorted with joy and ecstasy. They were faces filled with a wicked intent to torment their opponent with a certain expectation.
"Resurrection."
Then, Annie’s clear and serene voice rang out quietly. A supreme blessing bestowed only when a pious prayer to God reached the heavens.
Bill’s soul, which should have departed for a place far away, clung to his body once more.
"Kgh... cough..."
Bill, opening his eyes again, gasped for fresh air thanks to the breasts that had been pulled away at some point. The air, tinged with the Lust Demon's pheromones, was incredibly sweet and delicious.
With his barely functioning mind, Bill grasped what had happened. He had just been killed by his two lovers and brought back to life by Annie.
"How was it, Bill? The ejaculation you tasted while dying? It was the best, wasn't it?"
"...Ah... aaah..."
Bill was speechless from the shock. Was it because he had held onto a sliver of hope despite them being corrupted? Feeling a deep sense of betrayal, he looked at the two with resentful eyes, but—
"But your body is being honest, isn't it? As soon as you came back to life, your cock is standing tall, asserting itself and saying it wants to mate ♡"
His body was not following his heart at all. Even as he felt betrayed and resentful of their terrible actions, he was flustered by the fact that he couldn't stop his erection.
"T-This can't be... This isn't what I wanted..."
"No, Bill. This look suits you perfectly. You were never meant to be a Hero from the start. It suits you better to be a masochist who gets excited while being harassed by demons like this ♡"
Sein pulled down her short shorts, thrusting her crotch, which was barely covered by her underwear, toward him. From there, an irresistibly sweet scent wafted—not the body odor of the Sein he had been intimate with before, but something far more intoxicating.
Her body gradually lowered. Annie held Bill’s body firmly from behind. Soon, Sein’s crotch, having lowered her hips all the way, touched Bill’s cock.
As his glans was sucked into the vagina revealed beside her small panties, Bill’s body jolted with a sensation as if he were being gripped by a suction cup.
"You mustn't move, Bill ♡ You have to be raped quietly. Or do you want to be 'educated' again like just now?"
Bill felt terror at the words "like just now" and endured his trembling. He could die again. Annie, who had made such an absurd threat, stroked his head, saying, "Good boy, good boy," and began to fondle Bill’s chest.
Meanwhile, Sein’s pussy was swallowing Bill’s cock to the root. Between the pressure from her trained muscles and the movement of her suction pussy that clung to him like an octopus, he reached a climax the moment he was inserted.
Splurt, splurt. The poured-out semen flowed incessantly toward her womb, just a finger’s breadth away.
"Ahhh... hngh... please, slowly..."
But Sein, naturally, was not satisfied at all, so despite Bill’s ejaculation, she began to grind her hips and rake over his cock.
To Bill, whose mind and body had been broken by mere handjobs, the pussy of Sein, now a Lust Demon, provided a pleasure that defied all standards.
Just as he was about to let out a girlish moan from the excessive pleasure that made the sensation in his lower body vanish starting from the tip buried in her pussy—
"Now, you've had a long rest, haven't you? Let's sniff the breasts again~ ♡"
Annie’s breasts covered his face once more, blocking his mouth and nose. Added to the stimulation of his lower body, the survival instinct of death engraved into his form forced an unbelievable amount of semen into Sein’s pussy.
"Ah, now it’s turned into just the right thickness ♡ As expected of a perverted masochist’s way of getting an erection ♡"
The rape by the two women, which stripped him of his dignity as a male—no, as a human. Bill was forced to feel the undeniable reality.
The comrades he knew were gone, and Bill didn't even have a way to escape this place. If that was the case, then at the very least...
"Mmph...! Mmph...!!"
"Hmm, what are you trying to say? Why don't you try speaking, Bill?"
"K-Kill... me... I'd rather... if you two... killed me... I wouldn't resent you..."
Rather than being shamefully insulted here, if he were to die at the hands of the comrades who had fallen because of his mistakes, he wouldn't feel wronged or miserable.
To Bill, who had resolved himself for death, the two demons offered only scorn.
"Bill, did you know? Resurrection isn't that difficult a spell to use once you've learned it. It’s just that the conditions for using it are so strict that it lacks general utility."
There were two main conditions for Resurrection. One was that no more than ten minutes could have passed since death. The other was that there could be no major external trauma.
There were other conditions, but without satisfying those two major ones, revival was impossible. And coincidentally, the current situation perfectly satisfied both.
"Bill? You see, from now on, you can never die, even if you want to ♡ No matter how much time passes, no matter how much you struggle, I'll bring you back to life right by your side ♡"
Her words, which might have sounded romantic in another context, were like a threat that she would never let him find peace.
Having finished speaking, Annie sat on Bill’s face this time, straddling him.
The suffocation between her crotch, which reeked of her body odor rather than her soft, fragrant breasts, was closer to a punishment for daring to try and escape them.
"You can't breathe, can you? It’s okay. Even if you die, I'll bring you back right away. So die, Bill ♡"
"Ahaha, Bill has his biggest erection of the day ♡ Do you like Annie’s pussy that much? You pervert ♡"
No matter how much vaginal fluid he inhaled, Bill couldn't catch even a sliver of breath under the pressure of Annie, who was bearing down hard on his face with her perineum.
With his lower body caught by Sein and being ruthlessly squeezed by her suction, his consciousness began to drift away once more.
His cock, having its survival instinct fully stimulated and making a final struggle to leave behind offspring, swelled greatly and struck Sein’s G-spot.
"Haahhh ♡ This is it, this is it ♡ This feeling of having the biggest erection right before dying, I can't stand it ♡ It’s wonderful. So wonderful, Bill. So die for me ♡ I love you ♡"
Hearing those false words of love, Bill’s consciousness cut out at the same time he ejaculated once more. Death. And the following revival.
That was the cycle of life, death, and ejaculation that the Hero, Bill, would experience infinitely.