Surprise Gift for the Toys
A surprise gift for the toys—stab. I plunged tentacles into the hearts of the guys flailing around, trying to put out the fire clinging to their bodies. Whirr—I sucked up the life force inside them. The sweet, refreshing abundance of the elves' vitality coursed through my entire body, filling me with energy.
The system messages chimed in real-time. Every time my stats rose randomly, power surged through me.
Boom!—!
'Huh? He blocked that?'
It was a stronger strike than before, but a guy appeared who managed to block it. He wore shining plate armor and wielded a hefty greatsword. He'd blocked my attack, but his condition was far from good. Half his face was covered in burns from the explosion's damage, and he was gasping for breath, his breathing ragged. An earth spirit, I presumed, was lending him power nearby. From his aura and strength, this guy seemed like the strongest in the group.
That lively bastard Arlan had similar physical power to him, but thanks to the trap with Ellen, his mental state had completely shattered.
'Hmm... better clean up the rest first.'
That guy seemed to be doing his best just standing on two legs and holding his sword, so I leisurely took out the remaining fodder.
"You bastard!! Can't you fight fair and square?! Step up to me first—"
Boom!—!!!
He liked fair fights, huh. I picked up one of the unexploded bomb traps and chucked it at him. He probably wouldn't die from that. Anyway, after absorbing all the grunts' life force, I approached Arlan, who was staring blankly into space, collapsed on the ground.
A captain this mentally fragile? Tsk tsk.
He was still breathing, but even if I let him live like this, he might end his own life soon enough.
Elves' love is also part of the World Tree's principles. Once they love and give their heart to someone, they devote everything to them—that's the elven trait.
I hadn't intended it to go this far. Anyway, killing him outright would be no fun, so I decided to give him a little gift.
'Ah. System, what's the name of that elf knight over there?'
Silron.
I brought out my hypnosis tentacle and cast hypnosis on Arlan.
"The elf named Ellen never existed, and all the emotions and memories of loving her are redirected to Silron."
"Homosexuality is the World Tree's principle, and you go into heat every time you see a sturdy male elf."
⟨ Hypnosis Command ⟩
'Whoa. Even for me, that makes me sound like a total psycho. Kekeke.'
With excitement bubbling about what would happen next, I released the hypnosis.
Shh—
As soon as the hypnosis lifted, Arlan's eyes sharpened back to their original keenness, and he slowly rose to his feet.
"Ahh— Silron, Captain Silron—!"
He looked around, spotted Silron collapsed and panting on the ground, and rushed over with his pants bulging below.
Well... I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
Leaving behind Silron's even more wretched screams than during the explosion, I turned to Ellen.
After successfully luring the elves into the bomb trap field and snatching her just before she put out the torch, Ellen had been limp like a doll, breathing shallowly ever since.
The hypnosis I'd cast to use her as bait had three layers:
"Fall into a trance until someone speaks to you."
"Lure the group that speaks to you into the cave, driving them to the trapped area."
"You cannot speak of the tentacle monster, and these hypnoses lift when a cock is inserted into your pussy."
⟨ Hypnosis Command ⟩
Along with those three, I'd left her with hypnosis preventing her from straying too far from me, then dropped her in a suitable spot. It was a pretty sloppy hypnosis, but luckily it worked perfectly, yielding great gains.
As a reward for being the MVP of this op, I shoved a dick tentacle into Ellen's lovely pussy and released her hypnosis.
"Hnggh—♥ Eh— What... what is this... hng!"
As I pounded her disoriented pussy, she started piecing together the situation bit by bit. Soon, remembering what she'd done, her face crumpled like the world had ended, and she began screaming.
"Aaaah— Aaaaaah!!!!!! Arlan! Arlaaaan—!!!!"
'Kekeke, I'll show you the Arlan you made.'
I grabbed Ellen's face and forced her to watch Arlan, who was currently balls-deep in Silron's ass, pounding away.
Ugh, I couldn't even bear to look. Silron had passed out from the massive shock, while Arlan fucked the collapsed Silron with the world's happiest expression.
Ellen was hit just as hard; she stopped sobbing at the sight, her mouth agape, tears just streaming down.
"Ah... aaaah—"
'Haa... this feels fucking amazing. Her pussy tastes even better today?'
Squelch— squelch—
No idea why, but her pussy clenched tighter, so I fucked her hard.
Splurt—
I creampied straight into Ellen's smooth pussy.
"Haaa— nghk—! Hngh—"
'Guess the shock's too much; gotta comfort her with my cock.'
Over there, they were hitting climax too, bodies shuddering as he thrust.
Time to send them off.
Stab!—!
I skewered both their hearts in one go and absorbed their life force.
'Whoa. Heart pierced and he's still thrusting.'
Who knew Arlan loved Ellen that much. What a shame.
Whatever. Compared to the fodder I'd absorbed earlier, this was a whole level higher—and not one, but two of them.
The stat boosts were on another level entirely.
This is what sex is for, fuck yeah. Lucky me, stamina went up by 3—gonna make creatures with the bitches till dawn. The corpses? Toss 'em outside the cave, other monsters'll handle it.
With Ellen no longer even shedding tears, I leaped to where Cecilia was hiding.
Pour—
A serene room bathed in dim, soft lighting. Rain poured fiercely outside the large glass window, as if a hole had opened in the sky.
"...The operation's a failure, no doubt."
Standing tall with hands clasped behind his back, gazing toward where Arlan and the expedition had vanished—he was Harman Constantine, Arlan's superior.
Arlan Jeffrey. Recon captain of the Wood Knights under his command. Normally lighthearted, but on important missions, he shed the playfulness and gave his all more seriously than anyone.
And... the only son of his old friend.
Of course, Arlan had no idea.
'How do I break the news to that guy? My head's already starting to hurt.'
Whenever he visited the guy's house for a drink, he'd always vent about how he ended up yelling at his son without realizing it, since their ideals didn't match. But hearing how he couldn't bring himself to disown the kid despite that... yeah, Harman was glad he'd never married.
Ha.
Three days since Arlan gathered the expedition and set out in pursuit. No return, not even a survival signal via spirits. He'd planned a second pursuit, but the sudden downpour rendered even that useless.
Despite sending plenty of manpower, all he got back was a painful loss of forces. Clutching his throbbing head, he left the room.
'Hmm... yeah, I need new bitches. A shit-ton of 'em.'
After smashing the elf expedition successfully, I'd spent the dawn in blissful sex time with Cecilia and Ellen.
"Haaang—♥ Aaang♥ Hubby's cock♥ is even cooler now—♥ Haaang!♥ My womb feels so gooood—!♥"
"Nghk—! Ggh!♥ You crazy... bastard...♥"
Thankfully, Ellen endured that shocking truth, so as a reward, I erased her memories of Arlan. Sure, her self-loathing sobs were fun to watch, but I didn't want my toy broken.
When I wiped her memories in trance state, she smiled faintly through a single tear—maybe it eased her heart too? See, I'm a sweet tentacle.
Thanks to that, her mouth was still foul and she put up a fight, but the old emptiness was gone. Was that why it turned into love-hate for me?
"Hngh—!♥ How long you gonna keep thrusting♥ you monster bastard♥"
Not the result I expected, but cute, so I'll let it slide.
Anyway, this raid made me crave even more strength. Deception play with hypnosis is great, but is it my monster instincts? The tentacle monster DNA wanted to crush with overwhelming force, kill, steal, rape.
For that, I needed more bitches, grow by fucking them, produce creatures.
Kidnap as many bitches as possible, grow.
'Gotta find a new village.'