Meeting the New Tentacle
Rattle—the rail kept moving without stopping. With my gaze fixed straight ahead, I had no way to check the vulgar uterus brand engraved on my lower abdomen. My body was pulled along like machinery, flowing naturally like water, without regard for my own will.
“Hng... Hic...♥︎”
Green light shining between the rails passed through my body. Immediately, the slime mucus inside my belly went berserk.
“Grrroohhh...!!♥︎”
The slime, already filled to 99.99% capacity, thrashed wildly, making it feel like my belly skin would tear apart. Abdominal pain no human could possibly endure.
“Grraaahh...!”
The shock transmitted to my stomach, bringing up waves of nausea. I stuck out my tongue like an animal, gasping for breath, but no vomit came.
“Hek...♥︎ Hek...♥︎”
The next step was brainwashing. Various colored lights flashed from the eyepatch covering my face. Red, yellow, blue, green... flashing endlessly. Thousands of flickers per second turned my mind to mush. Unwanted sexual knowledge was forcibly hammered into my blank head.
“Hiiik...♥︎ Hic...♥︎”
I was born to become a sex slave... I had to live my whole life groveling under men's cocks, begging for semen... Precious memories twisted, making me feel my future fate in my bones.
“Hooook...♥︎ Ok...♥︎”
I wanted to sink into this groveling sense of defeat and become a sex slave, but Mahel's pre-cast mental immunity spell shone through. No matter how powerful the brainwashing magic, I didn't go mad. If anything, staying sane made it worse.
“Soo muuuch...♥︎”
Lewd memories forcibly shoved into my head. I should have gone insane long ago, but I fought back in full possession of my senses, rejecting them.
“Hooook... Hok...♥︎”
My current memories, past life memories, and the memories of being a flesh slave onahole mixed together. My brain, hit with cognitive dissonance, overloaded.
“Guh... Hoook...♥︎”
My body convulsed on its own, nosebleed trickling out. It felt like my brain was burning up and I'd die.
“Oogh...”
Flash, flash. The eyepatch blocking my vision vanished. Half my eyes rolled back as I was dragged to the next process.
“If you want to shit, beg for it.”
The first obedience declaration. I tried to beg for excretion without hesitation, but the man looking into my eyes tilted his head.
“What? The brainwashing didn't work?”
“Hoook...♥︎”
“Nosebleed too... Your brain's holding out? Repeating it won't change anything then. Oh well.”
“N-nooo... I'll obeyyy...♥︎”
I shook my head and wailed, but my voice was easily ignored.
“You have to become a complete idiot who only knows sex~ If any consciousness remains, you might run away someday?”
“Hik...!”
The man finished speaking and shifted my body to the right rail. At the end of the slowly moving rail lay the tentacle pit called "hell."
“Hik..! Hiiik..!”
Since brainwashing failed, they meant to break my mind physically. I had to bury myself in the horrific tentacle monster until I shattered my own sanity. Impossible for me with mental immunity.
“Nooooo..!”
Clunk—! The frame binder reached the rail's end and dropped into the pit. My body free-fell at high speed, sinking into the squelching tentacles...
“Ugh... Hic...♥︎”
I blacked out from the impact of the fall, then woke. Legs splayed wide, arms raised high in a humiliating pose, staring at the ceiling. The pit's entrance loomed impossibly high above, too distant to gauge the depth.
“Hiiik..! Nooooo..!”
Tentacles pressed against my back writhed ceaselessly, covering my body. I felt vividly the slimy stimulation from tentacles moving in all directions. I thrashed to escape, but the metal frame didn't budge.
“Hik..! Hiiik..!”
It felt like slimy slugs crawling all over me. Revolting, loathsome enough to bring tears.
“Nooooo..!”
I rolled my unmoving eyes to survey around. Looking for any escape, but only empty frame binders floated on the tentacles.
“Hik..!”
Empty frame binders. Before I could wonder where the women thrown into hell went, I experienced it myself. Grind, grind—
“Hiiiik..!”
Several thin tentacle strands expertly unscrewed the fixing bolts. Soon, the frame binder split in half. The moment my immobile body regained freedom, tentacles coiled around me.
“Ogoook..! Kek..!”
A tentacle covered my face like a mask, twisting my neck. Tentacles grabbed my writhing limbs in agony, pulling taut.
“Groooohhh..!”
Breathing difficult, consciousness fading. My upside-down body sank slowly into the tentacles like being buried alive...
“Ugh... Ugh...”
I blacked out again, waking to a world entirely purple. Everywhere I looked, purple tentacles filled every direction. Arms raised high like cheering, legs spread wide in an M—a humiliating pose. My body fixed, shamefully exposing what I wanted to hide. I could move if I forced it, but the tentacles pulled tighter.
“Kuuugh...”
Completely buried in tentacles, escape impossible. Deep despair welled up.
“My, you've finally come to, have you?”
One particularly thick, sturdy tentacle emerged, asserting its presence. A voice just like Mahel's. But unlike the childish, rampaging one, this tentacle exuded mature dignity.
“Shall we start with introductions? I am Mahel. Think of me as a high-grade magic beast with a long history.”
It's the same after all...? The purple tentacle that introduced itself as Mahel bent at a right angle then straightened—like bowing.
“And you are...?”
“A-Ailri...”
“Yes, a lovely name.”
The tentacle wriggled in response. Trembling, I anticipated what was coming.
“Yes, Ailri... Allow me to explain first. This is my own space, named 'hell' by my master. And I possess the ability to distort time. Consider 100 years here equal to 1 minute outside. So... about 0.0004 seconds have passed outside since you fainted and woke.”
“Hik..!”
The moment I realized the purpose of being buried in tentacles. Endless near-infinite time of torture so agonizing I'd wish for death. In that process, I'd lose my mind and become an obedient sex slave.
“Oh, 100 years is the minimum. Some don't leave even after that. Master's orders not to release until their minds are completely broken, so please understand.”
“Hik... Hic...”
“By the way, you're receiving special treatment. Normally, no chit-chat—just straight to training. But you feel different, so I tried talking.”
“Y-Yes...?”
“To use my time distortion, I must enter the target's body and 'parasitize' them. But I sensed my power already inside you. Mana that's there yet not... A subtle feeling? Just to check—did you contract with a forbidden book too?”
“Y-Yes...”
To be precise, it was one-sided threats and extortion... but I lacked the energy for details.
“I see. Hmm~ Then, shall we chat with 'another me'?”
“P-Pardon..? Agaaah..!”
Mahel 1 inside me was away training Lorella, dormant like hibernating—no vital signs, though the main body was in my stomach. Mahel 2 forced my mouth open, trying to wake Mahel 1.
“Please endure a bit of discomfort.”
“Ogoooooh..!”
Thin tentacles pried my mouth wide. My jaw throbbed as if tearing, tongue lolling out. Suddenly, the purple tentacle in front wriggled, its tip blooming open. An oval egg with prominent veins shimmered before me.
No way... It can't be...?
“There~ Just swallow it down.”
“Ook..! Grooooh..!”
Unlike the kind words, the tentacle egg jammed into my mouth stretched my throat. Small but egg-thick. Swallowing that without chewing was near impossible.
“Hold your breath~ Gulp~”
“Kehheeeek..!”
I screamed in agony, but Mahel 2 forced the egg down my throat.
“Grooh..! Ook..!”
The pain of tentacles protruding from my mouth was nothing. I felt like I was dying.
Gulp.
“Kkuhheeeek!! Hek..!”
“Good girl~ Well done.”
My overstretched throat contracted, spreading pain. Even swallowing saliva felt like needle pricks.