Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: 9. Official Party (3)
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'What went wrong?'
Maybe it wasn't rape?
Do those missing women have something to do with these bugs?
She even asked the Damians.
"What do you all think about this incident?"
"You think we're detectives or something? Ignorance is bliss! Curiosity kills most people."
"Maybe we should turn back now. If it's not a rapist, that might make it even more dangerous—could be a pleasure-chain killer."
"The surest way is to find the bodies, but where do we even look? We don't know if they're dead or alive. This isn't our problem to solve."
"Ah! Right, the bodies! Why didn't I think of that? I'll be right back~"
Charlotte's face lit up with sudden realization as she dashed off.
The Damians shouted from behind to stop her, but their voices fell on deaf ears.
- Village Chief's House
"There were no signs of them leaving the village. As you can see, the village fence is built pretty solidly because goblins occasionally hop over."
According to the chief, it was an inside job. But where the hell did they hide the bodies—or whatever it was?
"Then the chances are high they're still inside the village. Have you searched people's houses?"
"We did that already. In a small village like this, where could anyone hide anything?"
Come to think of it, the most crucial piece of information was missing.
"How long ago did they go missing?"
"One about two weeks, the other three days. At first, we didn't think much of it. Figured they snuck off for a night with some guy."
"Hmm... no answers here... Alright, I'll head out for now!"
Without a clear lead, Charlotte wandered around the village outskirts.
Villagers occasionally eyed her with lewd stares, but none were bold enough to harass her outright.
Houses, houses, barns, well, houses, houses.
Eh? Wait... a well?
Oh! I think I found it.
Charlotte's eyes sparkled.
"Excuse me! Is this well still in use?"
She asked a nearby housewife.
"Oh, that well? We stopped using it a while back. The water dried up a few weeks ago. There's another one, so no need."
Nice!! This has to be it.
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Right now, Charlotte had a rope tied around her waist, preparing to descend into the well.
"Do you have any idea how dangerous the well is? If there's really a killer down there, you're as good as dead!!!"
She'd called over Damian123 nearby, and they were freaking out dramatically.
"That's why I need your help. When I give the signal, everyone pull the rope together. Got it? I'll signal if I find a body or evidence."
Groans of dismay rose from the crowd, but Charlotte couldn't contain her curiosity.
Word had spread fast—family of the missing girls, parents, and onlookers had gathered.
"Please find my daughter! Sob sob..."
Charlotte gripped the parents' hands firmly.
"Don't worry! Here I go!"
She left her heavy greatsword outside and took her old one-handed sword instead.
Charlotte dangled from the rope inside the well, gripping it tight as the Damians slowly lowered her.
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The well was about 10 meters deep. She'd never used one before, so she had no clue if that was deep or not.
She tugged the rope to signal, catching the falling torch. What she saw was...
"Huh? Those bugs? There's a ton here too?"
The well was too high for them to climb out this way. Since there were none in the village...
And there was a cave big enough for two or three people, stretching onward. Plenty of space to live in.
For now, she headed in the direction where water might have flowed from. Something told her there was more this way.
"Take this! Damn these bugs..."
They were only thumb-sized, no real threat, but their jumping power was insane—they splatted right onto her.
Were these things guys in their past lives? They only targeted her ass, tits, and pussy. Maybe the good smell drew them.
Anyway, she slogged forward through the muck.
Huh? Squelch? The floor wasn't rock anymore—it felt like organic matter, slime or something.
And it was glowing faintly now; the cave had gotten brighter.
"Ah! Did I accidentally solve the case? Looks like the source of the pests."
She'd come to solve the disappearances and found a bug nest instead.
"Guess I should go deeper? No way anyone's living here."
Relaxed now, Charlotte strode forward confidently.
-Squelch.
"Huh? What was that sound?"
Something from behind. She shone the torch—nothing.
"Must've misheard."
She pressed on. More sticky bugs stuck to her, but her leather armor let her brush them off easily—no threat.
Then something wrapped around her leg...!
"Ah?"
-Squish!
"Kyaaaaaa!!"
A tentacle-like thing coiled around her leg, dragging her toward the cave depths.
"L-let... go of me!!!"
She fell but calmly sliced the tentacle with her sword.
Good call switching to a smaller blade.
'Fuck... this place is dangerous. Gotta get out now.'
She'd glimpsed it—the smaller bugs were probably tentacle larvae.
So where did that make this? She didn't even want to imagine.
Fallen, Charlotte tapped the rope urgently—pull me up!
The slimy floor wouldn't hurt even if dragged.
She was being pulled back, thinking she was safe now, when...
A shocking sight hit her.
Hundreds of tentacles surging from the deep cave, filling the massive space, wriggling toward her at terrifying speed.
"Kyaaaaaa!!! Fuck, what is that?! Hurry! Please pull faster!!!!"
Thankfully, she hadn't gone too deep—the floor turned to rock.
Just a bit more!!
The tentacles closed in; she slashed wildly with her sword.
She swung the torch with both hands too.
'If they grab me here, I'm really dead.'
Desperate will to survive.
It worked—she reached the well entrance, light pouring in.
'Fuck, I'm gonna live, I swear!!'
"P-pull me up faster!!!"
She screamed, hacking at approaching tentacles.
But her leg got caught. The upward pull clashed with the downward drag, locking her halfway up the well.
"Fuck, pull harder!!!"
She yelled, slicing the tentacle on her leg, but more came.
They lost the tug-of-war; she felt the rope slacken above.
'Ah... those fuckers abandoned me.'
The Damians flashed in her mind.
'Who told you to go in?'
'I tried to stop you.'
'Didn't we say it was dangerous?'
Such lines echoed.
'Fuck, shoulda listened to Damian123.'
Too late for regrets.
"Kyaaaaaa!!!!!"
Charlotte's pitiful scream echoed as hundreds of tentacles ensnared her, dragging her into the depths.
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- Moments ago, at the well top
A sudden hard yank downward, almost immediately followed by urgent taps—emergency signal.
"Wha—what... Everyone, pull!"
Not just the Damians—several men joined, heaving together.
Then they spotted Charlotte at the bottom, sighing in relief—
Until her sharp scream pierced the air, tentacles wrapping her from the legs up.
"Fuck, what is that?"
"Pull faster for now!"
"Kyaaaaaaa!! Harder!!!"
They felt themselves losing ground.
At this rate, they'd just feed everyone to the monster.
"Wrong!! Everyone, let go!!"
Someone dropped the rope; instantly, all released it—ruthless.
Their last sight: Charlotte, screaming desperately as tentacles bound her body, dragged away.
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'Ah... where... is this...'
They'd loosened just a bit during the drag; now she could see around.
'My life's over.'
Her arms spread wide, fixed in slime—couldn't move without cutting free.
Her clothes were gone somehow—completely naked.
Nothing but slimy walls around.
As she glanced about, one tentacle slithered up her leg.
'Ah fuck, don't tell me...'
It circled her thigh teasingly, heading for her crotch.
'Ah... me, the star of a tentacle scene...'
Fun to watch, horrifying to star in—Charlotte's vision darkened.
The tentacle caressed her mound, rubbing back and forth gently, like foreplay.
"Hng... haa..."
'Damn... feeling it from this...'
-Squelch! Squelch!
The tentacle sped up; juices already dripped from her pussy.
"Haht!! Hnguut!! S-stop that!!"
Not even a person—just one tentacle violating her, but her body betrayed her, hips trembling faintly.
-Squelch! Squelch!
"Haaaah!!!"
-Spurt! Splurt!
Love juices sprayed wildly; she came without penetration.
'Hng... from just one tentacle...'
The caressing tentacle slid down her thigh; another approached.
"Ah..."
It looked exactly like a massive cock, with bulging protrusions on the shaft for extra horror.
"W-wait, not this... not this aaaa!!!"
She shook her head in denial as the cock-tentacle plunged into her pussy—squish!
"Hrngggh!!!"
Ahh... she felt it. The huge cock-tentacle buried to the hilt, crushing her cervix.
"Heeek!! Heuk!!!"
Weak spot hammered; she couldn't endure even one thrust and came.
But the tentacle didn't care about her climax—thrust thrust—pounding her pussy.
"Hngguk!! Stop!!"
The shaft's bumps inside amplified the stimulation insanely.
She twisted to escape, but to anyone watching, she'd look like a whore thrashing in ecstasy.
Pretty much true.
Growing bored of plain thrusts, the cock-tentacle pressed its tip against her cervix and started rotating.
-Squiiiish, whirrr
"Haaaah!!! Crazy!! What are you doingggg!!!"
-Whirrr—
"Kyaaaaa!!! Stop, stop!!"
It was opening. At this rate, her womb would unlock.
Unfamiliar sensation; Charlotte writhed.
She kicked with her free legs to dislodge it, but other tentacles grabbed her ankles, yanking them wide.
No choice now but to take it obediently.
"Hnggggh!!!! No! Don't do it!!!"
Even as she came reliably, hips quivering, head thrown back. Thankfully, the cock-tentacle withdrew slowly, satisfied.
-Schlorp
As it pulled out, juices flowed down.
The wall released her hands; she flopped onto the slimy floor.
"Heeeek... hnggg..."
Freed, but orgasming too hard to flee.
The tentacles rearranged helpless Charlotte.
Hands bound neatly above her head, ankles hoisted up beside her face.
Classic mating press pose—she knew it well.
'My pussy's so exposed.'
No man on top, but she saw her pussy twitching, squirting juices.
As she admired her slutty hole, two tentacles approached.
One the usual bumpy cock-tentacle, the other a rod with round beads—like an anal dildo.
'Eh...? That shape... don't tell me...'
Yes, classic anal beads tentacle.
"Th-this... no... stoppppp!!!"
Ignoring her pleas, the anal tentacle thrust into her back hole—squish!
"Hiiiaaaa!!!"