The Tentacle Womb
Pahuu tossed his clone at the tentacle monster and departed. This creature, a spawning monster obtained from another dungeon lord, was slightly weaker than Gremory. Because it had been acquired from a rival, its loyalty to Gremory was negligible. Being a creature driven purely by instinct, it did not hesitate to thrust its tentacles at its master.
Squelch! Thin, sinuous tentacles lashed out, engulfing Gremory’s clone. Her slender arms and legs, already bruised from the pig orc’s earlier torment, were bound tight. The tentacles hoisted her into the air, dangling her like a hammock.
"Ugh, ngh...!" The clone thrashed her limbs in a desperate attempt to resist. Meanwhile, the main body, desperate to pacify the beast, scrambled onto the back of her mount, Jukamel.
"Summoning circle! Take me to the summoning circle, now...!" She needed a sacrifice to replace the clone. Jukamel, sensing her distress, spun around and bolted back through the corridor.
Gremory had not ordered her subordinates to retreat, hoping to find a way to save her clone. Grrr. And so, the dim-witted goblins were forced to stand idly by, watching in a daze as their master was molested by the tentacle monster. The monsters in the opposite passage had all been slaughtered by the passing pig orc, leaving the goblins who had been chasing him with nothing to do but stare at the ceiling.
Gurgle, gurgle! The tentacle monster began extending countless tendrils toward Gremory. Her dress, which had been draped over her nipples, was ripped away to the sides, and the negligee that had barely clung to her arms fluttered like a tattered cape. Annoyed by the fabric, the monster lashed out, shredding the garment to pieces.
"Mmph, mmmph?!" Just moments ago it had been her panties; now, a thick tentacle gagged her mouth. Gremory gritted her teeth, fighting against the intrusion, but the monster treated her with the same ruthless efficiency it had used on countless other women.
Thwack! A tentacle slammed into the center of Gremory’s abdomen. The agony made every hair on her body stand on end, but she bit her lip, forcing herself to endure. She knew all too well what fate awaited her the moment she opened her mouth.
Thwack, thwack-thwack! The tentacles whipped against her stomach and flanks like a barrage of punches. The pain of the clone was transmitted across the corridor to the main body, causing Gremory to jerk violently on the camel’s back.
"Ngh, kgh...!" The main body gritted her teeth, bearing the agony. Jukamel soon arrived at the summoning facility, and Gremory stumbled toward the circle in a panic.
And at that moment.
THWACK! Like a mace striking home, a tentacle slammed into Gremory’s pubic bone. The force of the blow, grazing her clitoris like a hammer, sent the world spinning into a haze of yellow for both the clone and the main body.
"Haaah." With a choked gasp, her mouth flew open. The tentacle monster seized the opportunity, shoving its tendrils deep into her throat. Dozens of writhing, worm-like appendages began to violate her mouth, pushing her tongue down and sliding past her uvula.
"Gk, g-glorp." Gremory drooled, struggling in vain to lift her tongue. But the monster used its tentacles like dozens of tongues, sucking and licking her own as if sharing a kiss. Tiny protrusions latched onto her tongue, forcibly dragging it out, which allowed her throat to open just wide enough. Then, from the tips of the tentacles, a sticky, sour slime began to flow down her throat.
Gulp, gulp! Black, frog-egg-like clusters were forced down her gullet. Gremory’s throat pulsed like a frantic heartbeat as she was compelled to swallow the monster’s spawn.
"Gack, kgh-!" She wanted to retch them back up, but the monster pushed the tentacles deeper, threatening to pierce her esophagus. Forced by the tentacles, the black eggs slid down her throat in an instant, clinging to her mucosal lining as their shells began to dissolve.
At that moment, the tentacles filling her mouth retracted.
"Ngh-mmph?!" Gremory wanted to shove her hand down her throat to purge the eggs, but the tentacles held her limbs fast. The now-shellless black eggs began to feed on the mana contained within her clone, growing in size.
Gurgle, gurgle! The black eggs began to reveal their true nature. Clinging to her esophageal and gastric lining, they sprouted long, sperm-like tails, flowing downward from within her toward her stomach.
"Agh, aaaaah!!" The eggs whipped their tails with terrifying speed, tearing through her insides. Though she was a clone, her body was identical to the original, and the stimulation of the eggs scraping against her intestinal walls caused waves of agony.
The problem was that the pain was indistinguishable from 'pleasure.' The tentacle monster forced her bowels to contract, inducing an overwhelming urge to defecate. Even though the clone’s bowels were empty, the relentless stimulation caused her sphincter to clench and release repeatedly.
"Ah, ngh, hnnngh!" The tentacle monster bent Gremory’s legs upward. The M-shaped spread left her crotch fully exposed, and in that direction, the goblins were looking up at their master.
"Aaaah!" Gremory was too far gone to even command her subordinates to look away. Despite there being no foreign matter in her colon, the eggs, rubbing their heads against the intestinal walls, reached the rectum and latched on.
Gurgle, gurgle! The tentacle monster, seemingly impatient, shoved a thick tentacle into Gremory’s anus. Regardless of her clenching sphincter, the tentacle thrashed its head like an eel, violating her rectum and pushing deep inside.
Gulp, gulp! The tentacle swallowed all the black eggs that had been circling her intestines. The eggs, which were supposed to grow by consuming waste, were simply swept away, reaching the end of their journey without a fight.
REEEEEEEEE!! The tentacle monster shrieked, its mouth agape. The seeds it had sown had reached the rectum, yet they had failed to grow at all. Enraged, the monster lashed out with its tentacles like whips.
Snap, snap!! "Aaaah!" Red welts and blood appeared on Gremory’s skin. The clone, powerless, could only endure the lashing, unable to withstand the monster’s fury.
Gurgle! The tentacle monster pressed the tip of a tentacle, heavy with eggs, against Gremory’s crotch. The friction of the tentacle tip made her pelvis writhe in agony. From the moment the monster had violated her mouth, her tongue had absorbed its fluids, turning even her pain into a twisted form of pleasure. Her sensitivity was amplified, and the cycle of sexual ecstasy and the urge to excrete set her nerves ablaze. The monster knew better than anyone that its opponent was drowning in pleasure.
Press, press. The tentacle monster nudged its slender tip against the entrance of Gremory’s vagina. Thin tendrils flared out like suction cups, prying the folds apart. Having been stretched wide by her earlier encounter with the camel monster, Gremory’s opening was wider than the tentacle itself.
Swoosh. The tentacle slid inside with ease. It was so loose that the tentacle barely brushed the walls, and it plunged deep until it reached the very end. The monster was frustrated by how easily it had entered.
REEEEEEE!! It felt as if it hadn't inserted anything at all. It was so slack that the tentacle just slipped in, and even when it tried to rub against the walls, it could barely make contact. Finally, the monster decided to use its last resort.
Creak, creak. If one wouldn't work, try two. If two wouldn't work, try four. And if four wouldn't work, keep adding until it did. Only after ten finger-sized tentacles, followed by seven more, were shoved inside did Gremory’s interior finally feel full. It was enough to accommodate a fist or even a forearm.
"Haaah, hnnngh!" Gremory fainted, her tongue lolling out as the dozen tentacles packed her vagina tight. Unlike a single, solid pillar, these bumpy, textured objects repeatedly pressed against and pulled away from her vaginal walls, stimulating her from within.
Squelch, squelch. The tentacle monster began to spray its own fluids from the tips of its tentacles. The sticky substance seeped into every fold of Gremory’s vaginal walls, mixing with the black eggs that had traveled from her throat to her rectum.
However, Gremory’s clone was not a place where the monster’s seeds could properly take root. No matter how far the tentacles pushed, there was no cavity for the seeds to flow into. The tentacle monster, about to throw Gremory aside in frustration, turned its attention to the sound of footsteps at the entrance.
"Haa, haa..." Gremory, the main body, was walking into the center of the cavern, naked and gasping for air. With a glazed, entranced expression, she reached her hands toward the ceiling, and the tentacle monster threw the clone to the floor without mercy.
Thud! The clone collapsed limply. At the same time, the main body let out a cry and collapsed to her knees.
"Hiiiiiik!!" The pleasure converted from the clone’s agony was too much for Gremory to bear. She couldn't even offer another sacrifice to escape her plight, and in the end, she decided to use her final resort.
Gulp, gulp! The tentacle monster grabbed Gremory’s limbs and hoisted her high into the air. It shoved the tentacles it had retrieved from the clone into Gremory’s body. Though she was the main body, the monster’s fluids—which it used for nourishment—overflowed from her wrinkled vaginal walls.
Creak! "Haaang!" A single tentacle began to probe the very end of Gremory’s vagina. Moving like a finger, it forced its way into her final bastion—the cervix—which should never have been breached. Gremory let out a piercing cry at the direct stimulation.
"Haaah, hnnngh!" Aside from the tentacle piercing her cervix, the others began to rotate clockwise with a sickening creaking sound. They twisted in a spiral inside her, wringing her out like a rag, and through the central tentacle acting as a wick, the black eggs flowed into Gremory’s womb.
"KYAAAAAAAH!!" Gremory, oblivious to her surroundings, let out a cry of ecstasy at the massive volume of slime flooding her belly. The fluid, as if intent on filling her entire womb, surged and churned until it finally succeeded in packing her full.
Squish, squish. The black eggs began to settle within the slime filling Gremory’s belly. Gremory’s mouth hung wide open, drool trailing down, her tongue lolling out as her head slumped forward.
"Hng, h-hnnng...." The tentacle monster gently lowered Gremory to the floor. Lying flat with her legs spread in an M-shape, she forgot she was in the middle of a war, clutching her swollen belly and shivering uncontrollably.
"Ugh, hnnng...." Gremory knew it. She had been impregnated with the tentacle monster’s seed. And the spawn she would bear would become food and nutrients for the monster on the ceiling, eventually becoming a weapon for the dungeon.
Gurgle. The twisted tentacles inside Gremory’s vagina began to move. The tentacles, which had been coiled clockwise, began to rotate counter-clockwise, scraping against her vaginal walls once more.
"Hnnng...." Snap. Pop. The tentacles filling her vagina snapped under the pressure. Like a tightened screw, the monster had effectively plugged her vagina, preventing the slime from leaking out.
"Ha, ha-ha, haa...." Not only had her mouth and anus been violated, but a tentacle-plug now sealed her front. Now, Gremory was sealed shut until she gave birth to the monster’s spawn.
"Hng, hnn.... That pig bastard.... I’ll kill him...." Gremory shuddered in the throes of pleasure and lost consciousness. The tentacle monster descended from the ceiling, sat atop her, and began to shove its tentacles into her body once more.
Squish, squish. And at the entrance of the corridor, the four-legged camel monster stood, breathing heavily.