The Contract with the Demon
The thick, wet gurgling echoed through the darkness.
“Mmph… ugh… mmph…”
I couldn’t move. My consciousness was awake, but my limbs refused to obey.
A tube…? I’m trapped inside a tube filled with some jelly-like substance…
When I finally managed to turn my head, I saw that my thighs and arms were tightly bound by what looked like tentacles, squeezing me with relentless pressure. They burrowed in like the tentacles of a cephalopod, persistent and invasive.
“Are you awake now?”
“…?”
Beyond the corridor shrouded in deep shadow, the faint silhouette of someone walking with light, clicking steps began to appear.
“I still can’t show you my true form. But that’s fine. I’ll release you from there soon enough.”
“Mmph… ugh… mm…”
“Hehe~ Was my body always this sensual? Even though we’re blood-related, maybe the concentration of desire unconsciously thickened? Fufu.”
“Struggling while bound by tentacles… how delightfully obscene.”
It was a woman’s voice. She took one look at me, suddenly restrained by tentacles, and burst into a playful laugh before making a chilling gesture.
“…Don’t be too surprised. After all, starting today, you’ll be reborn in a completely different form. But wouldn’t becoming a demon’s doll be far better than that dull, pathetic traveler you used to be?”
Follow the voice inside your head. It’s a resonance only you and I can hear.
[Clang—!!]
“Kuhk?! Krrk… khk! Uuuugh…”
Thrown violently to the floor, I immediately felt a strange, full-body pressure that made my breathing turn ragged.
From the tips of my toes to my chest—something was tightening around me, a slick, damp sensation seeping into every inch of my skin. It was an indescribable feeling.
“Nngh… ugh… this bodysuit is squeezing so tight…”
Wait… where is this woman’s voice coming from?
It was definitely coming from my own mouth. From the pitiful, broken breaths to the confused mutterings—everything. A clear, feminine voice I had never heard before rang in my ears.
“No way…?”
“Khh… haa…”
Using the shattered tube as support, I barely managed to push myself up. Only then, when I looked around, did I realize the entire corridor was lined with tubes filled with tentacles and jelly.
“Ah… this is…”
“This… is me?”
The girl reflected in the glass—me—was a silver-haired girl wearing a skintight suit that clung to every curve.
“My… my body is… how should I put it… way too much.”
Without thinking, I covered my chest and thighs with my arms, my eyes darting around in panic. I carefully lowered my arms and stared into the glass again, but nothing had changed.
A bikini-style covering loosely draped over what was essentially body paint. A sinister, glowing tattoo on my lower abdomen.
My breasts were violently large and firm, jiggling with the slightest movement.
But the most obscene part was my pelvis and hips, which were just as massive as my chest. My thighs looked so toned they might tear the bodysuit apart.
As if in defiance of this lewd body, my face—lightly flushed—had a fragile, almost mystical beauty.
“The last thing I remember is wandering through ruins looking for something to eat. Is this body… the result of some kind of surgery…?”
Did I… die? Has my original self disappeared forever?
I was terrified. Instead of being shocked at being reborn as a woman, an endless wave of worry and anxiety flooded in.
“…She told me to follow the voice.”
Standing still wouldn’t solve anything. No matter how painful, I had to move.
When I opened the door at the end of the corridor, a garden-like space appeared, rain pouring down. The scent of rain in the air made me realize I was truly alive again.
“Yes. You’re awake.”
The voice was the same. The only difference was that she was suddenly lying on the garden floor, quietly letting the rain fall on her.
“If I open my mouth, maybe I can collect rainwater and drink it.”
“…?”
“Like this. Aaaah— Aaaah— Ahhh—”
“…What are you doing?”
“Aaaah— Ah— Ah—”
Horns. Whether it was my imagination or not, they resembled my new face somehow—yet the goat-like horns and the brilliantly glowing golden pupils looked utterly alien.
“Where am I? What did you do to me? What do you want?”
“Those horns… Don’t tell me you’re the demon I’ve only heard about in rumors—”
Be quiet for a moment.
“Mmph…? Ngh… ugh…?”
I clearly didn’t move my mouth…? A command rang inside my head, and now I can’t speak…
The woman slowly rose from the ground. With shadows cast over her face, she wore a sharp smile as she approached. Raindrops traced down her corset, making her ample chest jiggle with every step.
“Listen. You haven’t yet proven you deserve an explanation. Right now, the only virtue you need is absolute obedience.”
“Mmph… kh… ugh…”
In the middle of the garden where rain poured violently, the two of us stood facing each other in silence. Close enough to touch if either of us fell—we simply stared into each other’s eyes without a word.
“What? Are you scared because the demon from the rumors is standing right in front of you? Even so, I saved your life. You should be grateful.”
“Not empty words. Gratitude that comes from the heart.”
“Hah…?!”
Without warning, the woman grabbed my chest. A faint smile formed on her lips as she began to slowly caress it, as tenderly as if stroking a child’s head—yet with a clear reluctance to let go.
“Ugh… hah…!”
“Don’t try to look away. I never gave you permission to do that.”
Every time her persistent fingers passed over my rain-slicked, firm breasts, they reacted with sharp sensitivity.
Combined with the pressure of the tight bodysuit against my chest, the feeling of my breasts being touched so defenselessly for the first time in my life overwhelmed me.
Why is she suddenly touching me like this…? More importantly, why is my body reacting so sensitively on its own…?
“Hey. It feels a little unfamiliar, doesn’t it? Why did you suddenly become a silver-haired girl wearing this strange, tight suit? And what is that silent tingling rising from the deepest part of your mind?”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Ah… haah… ngh…!”
The hand that had been squeezing my entire breast moved toward my areola. Using her palm and every joint of her fingers, she repeatedly stroked it in a secretive, teasing motion.
A different kind of tingling and shiver, sharper than before, struck my head like needles. My nipples, soaked by the endless rain, gradually hardened.
Raise your arms behind your back and show me your entire chest.
“N-no… don’t…”
Obey.
“Kh…!”
The firm tone pierced my ears again, and my arms bent back on their own. As if that wasn’t enough, she formed a pincer with her fingers and pinched my areola.
“Your nipples are so erect they’re clearly visible through the bodysuit. Did it feel that good? Fufu.”
“Your current expression is quite the sight. A pitiful face desperately trying to hide both panic and the pleasure your body is feeling.”
“…You’ll have to get used to it. After all, you were made in my image. Make sure you remember this feeling clearly.”
Squeeze—
“Hiiik…?! Ngh… stop…”
The fingers that had been tormenting my areola now flicked my fully erect nipple. Each flick made the glistening mound beneath the bodysuit tremble shyly.
“Ah… haa… hah… haaa…”
With one hand, she flicked my nipple teasingly. With the other, she tugged it roughly as if trying to milk it.
An indescribable shame and a dull ache in my lower belly forced even rougher moans from my throat.
“You couldn’t do anything.”
“Ugh… haa… what are you…”
“Just lowering your head and obeying. That humiliation.”
Twist—!
“Uhyiiit…?! Don’t twist it so suddenly…!”
“The shame that tightens even more around your crushed heart.”
The playful tone from earlier had completely vanished. Instead, she simply stared straight ahead with her burning golden eyes, mouth shut tight.
“Being trampled is exactly like this. Even if you have wishes or desperate desires, I’ll crush you until your guts spill out.”
“…Looks like you’ve had enough goosebumps. What you’re feeling is the honest physical reaction of a female body. Look. Your knees are squeezing together and your hips are rocking back and forth.”
“Hik… ugh… nghaaah…”
The demon wasn’t wrong. It wasn’t just the rain—I realized my crotch had already grown wet from the inside.
This was so embarrassing I didn’t even want to say it out loud… yet every time my breasts were caressed, the trembling only grew stronger.
Maybe… there’s no going back to how I was before…
“Haa.”
“Pffft… Your face is a complete mess. You look like you’re about to cry.”
She mocked me, then suddenly turned serious, then spoke like a young girl again. Just what kind of fractured ego did this demon have?
“Don’t question why you were chosen. If you think such trivial curiosity will ever be resolved, then why did the trumpeters burn heaven and earth without warning?”
The hand that had been mercilessly tormenting my nipples stopped and moved to my cleavage. Then it stroked me gently.
“No one else but you—my blessed one—can ever die. And what you must do with that immortal body is not some holy mission of salvation.”
She continued stroking between my collarbone and upper chest.
“That’s what it means to make a contract with a demon, isn’t it?”
Splurch—!!
She pierced me.
Her hand plunged into my chest, stirring violently through the insides where my organs were tangled.
My vision instantly turned red and shook wildly.
I couldn’t even let out a moan.
Why? Why? Why?
“Pffft… Puhahaha…”
She suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, mocking me.
The rain in the garden had stopped. It no longer fell.
In the suffocating silence, the only thing that felt real was the vivid agony of my insides being twisted.
“Lying there limply with dead eyes, staring at me—it’s just too adorable! I might actually understand what it means to feel blood-bound affection.”
“How does it feel? Getting your body pierced and your heart kneaded before even receiving your first kiss? Isn’t that so much more romantic? How does it feel? How does it feel?”
“Even now, because of the stimulation nearing your limit, this place is twitching.”
If only… if only I had died.
Even my own body wasn’t mine anymore.
The only thing I could do was feel the metallic taste of blood spreading through my mouth.
“See this? Proof that you were honestly faithful to the pleasure.”
“You’re already half-dead, so I guess you can’t lift your head.”
On the index finger she held before my eyes was a translucent, sticky fluid. She smeared it across my cheek as if applying lotion.
Did I… really cum? In a situation like this?
My mind grew distant. Just before my vision was completely swallowed by darkness, a few words echoed in my ear.
My name is Saetbyeol. Call me that for now. No honorifics needed.
I’ll give you a name too. One that ensures you can never escape my control.
Beli Dektyaryov. Beli, who will carry on my will.
