The Ears, Oh Fuuuuck...
The tentacles thrashing and fucking around inside me were bad enough, but what pissed me off even more was that I couldn't even wipe away my own tears.
I thought the pain might finally sober me up and cool my excitement, but that only lasted a second. I was getting incredibly turned on again, and it was driving me absolutely insane.
But still, two of them was out of the question...
Maybe the tentacle had given up on that front, because it just kept caressing my breasts and my pussy.
I'd had my breasts grow and get played with a few times before, but having a tentacle wrap tightly around them really made me realize just how big they'd gotten.
"Ngh, ah?"
The tentacle squirmed, and before I knew it, it was tickling my ear.
I thought it was just brushing past, but the tip of the tentacle began to tickle my ear canal, trying to slide its way inside.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Just because I said don't put two in doesn't mean you can just shove it in somewhere else!
"Hnggggh...!!"
Horrified by the disgusting sensation of a tentacle invading my ear, I burst into tears.
If my previous tears were from the agonizing pain, these were born of pure, unadulterated revulsion.
The slender tentacle didn't really hurt as it entered, but the slimy texture filling both of my ears was easily one of the worst experiences of my life.
Squelch...
My strength failed me and I went limp. A tearing sound, like my eardrums being punctured, sent a violent shiver straight down my spine.
I'd had my limbs severed before. I'd even cut off my own arm with my own hands—well, Meria helped, but still. I'd even survived falling to my death from a cliff. It was a bit ridiculous for someone like me to be having these thoughts, but having my eardrums ruptured for the first time was genuinely terrifying.
Hearing, sight, voice.
The realization of how incredibly inconvenient daily life would be without even one of those three hit me much harder than the logical reassurance that my body would eventually regenerate.
Ah, fuck, whatever. It'll heal. I was injected with the Slime Queen's power, after all...
Squish...
"Ugh...!"
Seriously, what the actual fuck!
Before I could even register the pain of the tentacle burrowing deeper into my ear, a sudden, deeply wrong sensation flared up inside my head.
"Hyeek, ah..."
It felt like having a horribly severe flu, but it wasn't completely unbearable... No, wait...
Scratch that.
It was like the sharp, stabbing pain at the back of your head when you have a cold, but with the added disgust of something squirming around in there.
What a fucking... miserable experience...
I would have preferred being horny out of my mind like earlier. This wasn't even an agonizing pain; it was just a deeply irritating, repulsive sensation that made the suffering twice as bad.
I wished I could just pass out, but if I lost consciousness here and got dragged into some weird, deeper part of the dungeon, I might end up in a situation where dying would be a mercy.
But what pissed me off even more was that while the pain was confined to my head, the tentacle was still fucking my pussy, keeping me incredibly, painfully aroused.
"Just pick one, you... mother... fucker..."
As if it understood me, the moment those words left my mouth, I felt the tentacle burrow even deeper into my ear... my head... my brain.
"Hyeek...!?"
A bizarre sensation suddenly surged up within me.
It wasn't unpleasant. It was a sudden, overwhelming rush of pure, ecstatic joy.
And then.
"Haaah, ah, nnngh...!!♥♥"
I climaxed with a strange, sobbing moan.
W-What is this? This is... this is wrong... ah...♥
A wave of complete lethargy threatened to wash over me, but that was only a fleeting aftereffect of the forced climax. The orgasm surged right back up, and I was forced to come yet again.
I couldn't even feel the pain anymore.
I didn't know if it was because it was messing with my brain or if the tentacle itself had some special property, but its intention to force me to climax was crystal clear.
On top of that, it was wetly fucking my pussy, making me feel so humiliatingly good without even a hint of frustration.
"Haah, nngh, haah, nngh, haah... ah...♥"
The rapid, relentless stimulation was too much. Instead of moans, my breath just hitched in ragged, desperate gasps.
"...!!♥"
Suddenly, another wave of climax crashed over me, and I trembled violently, letting out a silent scream.
My eyes and mouth stretched wide as my toes curled tight.
And then, a massive squirt of love juice completely drenched my panties.
When a person holds in their pee, there's a psychological barrier to preserve their basic human dignity—to stop themselves from wetting their clothes, whether indoors or outdoors.
But that barrier felt completely shattered.
Even though I knew coming again would leave me completely soaked in my own fluids, and even though I desperately tried to hold back, my body refused to listen.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, that weird feeling is... is coming again, ah...!!♥♥"
With my arms and legs pinned flat against the wall, I could do nothing but come over and over again as the tentacle violated my ear.
"Wait, I just came, I've been coming non-stop, if you keep thrusting like that...!♥"
Forced to come again, and again, and again, I could feel the thick, sticky fluids dripping down my thighs, coating my legs.
"Mph...?"
Now, to top it all off, my nose was bleeding.
Getting blood on my clothes was going to be such a pain to clean later, but... ah, I don't even care anymore. It feels so... good...♥
"Ngh, ah♥ Ah, hngh...!!♥ Ah... hah... nngh, ah...♥"
Only after a long while did the tentacle finally slide out from behind me, allowing me to hang my head and catch my breath.
The sensation of the tentacle entering my ear had been undeniably repulsive, but after having my brain thoroughly scrambled, its withdrawal didn't feel disgusting at all. In fact, the mere sensation of it pulling out made me climax yet again.
Looking down, all I could see were my clothes stained with nosebleed and the love juice dripping down my legs.
I supposed I should be grateful I hadn't pissed myself on top of everything else.
Despite being forced to come dozens of times, I surprisingly wasn't out of breath, though the intense afterglow still throbbed through my entire body.
"Is it... over...?♥"
Perhaps my brain had completely short-circuited, because even after the tentacle pulled out, my entire body remained hyper-sensitive. The tentacle had also stopped thrusting into my pussy.
I had been brutally violated for tens of minutes, forced to come, climax, and experience intense orgasms. It should have been incredibly humiliating, but right now, I couldn't even bring myself to care.
"Now, how do I get out of this..."
In this daze, to be completely honest... a part of me actually wanted it to keep going.
Ow.
A sudden pain in my abdomen made me frown. Since my arms were still pinned, I lowered my head to see what was happening.
Press...
"Ugh!?"
The tip of the tentacle was grinding against my belly button, as if trying to burrow straight into my stomach.
Since it was a slimy, blunt appendage, I wondered if I was just overthinking things, but my worst fears were quickly confirmed.
Apparently, not all tentacles were made equal. This one had a sharp, pointed barb at its tip.
Did it use that to hunt?
Wait, wait, wait. No. Surely it's not what I think it is. This crazy bastard isn't about to... in my stomach?
I had been incredibly aroused like a madwoman just a moment ago, but the sudden threat of pain cooled my excitement... Well, not completely, but it made things feel even weirder.
Being intensely aroused while being tortured was a bizarre situation, to say the least.
No, wait, that's not what's important right now!
Stab!
"Aaagh!!"
The motherfucker actually succeeded in piercing my stomach with its barb and forcing its way inside.
The initial wound wasn't that large, but the tentacle ground its entire thick body into the opening, forcibly stretching the wound wider.
"You piece of shit... you really do every crazy thing imaginable, don't you..."
Surely it wasn't trying to lay eggs in my stomach.
I was confident in my regeneration, but I had absolutely no idea what would happen if something laid eggs inside me.
"Hyeek!?♥"
Just then, the tentacle burrowed into my ear once again.
Had my mind been completely brainwashed along with my brain? Instead of feeling disgusted by the tentacle entering my ear again, my pussy reacted entirely on its own.
Even though I was in agony from the crazy tentacle stretching the hole in my stomach, and even though nothing was thrusting inside my pussy, the mere sensation of the tentacle squirming inside my brain made my mind go completely hazy.
"Stop...♥ Please, that's... enough...♥♥"
My mouth said no, but honestly, I was becoming a little addicted.
But pleasure was pleasure, and pain was pain. My stomach was being ruptured, and the agony was so intense that I was completely paralyzed, unable to do anything.
The grotesque sight of a tentacle continuously sliding into my ruptured abdomen made me gag.
"My brain... stop. Stop, fuck, ah...♥"
Blood poured from my stomach.
I wouldn't die from this, but still.
"Ugh..."
The stimulation to my brain sent my libido through the roof, but the sheer agony of something squirming and tearing through my insides was unbearable.
To make matters worse, the distinct outline of the tentacle squirming under my skin made it look like a snake had crawled inside my belly, filling me with absolute terror.
It wriggled and searched around inside me, but it didn't seem to be damaging my organs. What the hell was it even doing?
"Ahhhggh!!!"
A sudden, sharp pain of something tearing inside me made me cough up a mouthful of blood.
I drooled blood like a brain-damaged idiot, and every single breath I took sent a fresh wave of agonizing pain through my abdomen.
Fuuuuuck, isn't there some kind of skill that converts pain into pleasure or something...
The tentacle didn't burrow any deeper, but the constant, relentless squirming inside my stomach made me want to burst into tears.
"Aaagh!!!"
As the tentacle slid all the way out, drenched in my blood, I gasped for air, grimacing at the gaping hole left in my stomach.
Drip, drip...
The floor beneath me was a messy pool of my blood and love juice. I was right on the verge of passing out.
"Haah... haah... ah, nngh...♥"
Hanging limply with all my strength drained, I barely managed to squeeze out faint, weak moans, holding onto consciousness through sheer willpower.
But now that the brutal violation of my stomach was over, I could finally rest... right?
The tentacle was no longer scrambling my brain, thrusting into my pussy, or fondling my breasts. It just hung there, completely still.
"...?"
I'd almost prefer it did something. This silence was terrifying.
Slide...
Thud.
For some unknown reason, the tentacle released me. I collapsed to the floor, finally free.
My clothes were stained with blood and my panties were completely soaked with my own fluids, but I supposed I should count my blessings that my clothes hadn't been torn to shreds.
"Ah, fuck... I have absolutely no strength left..."