The Table Is Set
He'd harbored a faint hope that a world with magic might have flying cars, but unfortunately, this was just an ordinary automobile. The only unusual thing about it was the sound — it seemed to run on mana, humming much like an electric car. That distinctive electronic whine, layered with the resonance of mana, carried a strange psychological comfort, like listening to falling rain.
"Heehee... hihiihiit...♥ I... I let them all see♥ This body, pregnant with a tentacle...♥ Hnnngh...♥"
"Nobody's even going to notice your belly's swollen unless it's that Red geezer or those kids, thanks to the perception interference. And here you are, losing your mind all by yourself..."
Doctor watched Topaz through the rearview mirror with a look of utter disbelief. Topaz was grinning like an idiot, chewing over her own excitement — apparently putting herself on display for all those soldiers packed around the car before they'd gotten in had been that thrilling.
He didn't know exactly who had arranged it, but whoever had gone to such lengths to let him and Topaz meet was a benefactor. He vowed that someday, he would repay the favor.
Fuck. Never mind.
After about twenty minutes in the car they arrived at something that looked like a laboratory, and on Doctor's orders he was drawn out of Topaz's snug, comfortable womb — only to be immediately hogtied and strapped down on an examination table.
You said you'd raise me!! You said you'd raaaiiise me!!!
"T-Tentacle...!"
He looked to Topaz, who was gazing at him with such aching sorrow, and silently begged for help. But even she couldn't seem to go against Doctor. She just stared, eyes welling with tears.
"Oh, knock it off. I'm not dissecting you, you little shit. It's just a scan, so stay still — before I actually do cut you open."
She picked up a scalpel, and the glint of it was enough. If he kept thrashing, he really might end up putting on an organ recital. He lay quietly and submitted to the exam.
She brought over machine after machine, pressing them to his body, and sometimes simply ran her hands over him as the inspection dragged on. Midway through, she announced that Topaz needed examining as well, and the two of them ended up lying side by side. Hours passed like that.
"Remarkably... nothing abnormal."
For an examination that had eaten up several hours, it was a spectacularly anticlimactic result.
"Can we go home now...?"
"I'd love to let you. But given the circumstances, it's almost certain this little guy is what purged the Black Mana."
He bobbed the tip of his body in a vigorous nod of agreement.
"Oh, for crying out loud. When you do that, you actually look kind of cute. Anyway — I've got a use for this thing's ability."
She started stroking him. Heeungh... a cool beauty's pets feel so goood...
"Ah! Th-that's my baby! Even if you're my unnie, you can't have him!"
"Well, look at you. If it's going in and out of your pussy, that's a husband, not a kid. What 'baby'?"
"Hhk...! H-husband...?"
Yeah? What's up, babe?
He tilted his head at Topaz's call, as if to ask why she'd summoned him, and Doctor let out a hollow laugh.
"He follows the thread of a conversation and even fires back a joke...? Putting resources that should go to mana organs into intelligence instead...? No — even so. Understanding language and trading jokes three days after being born...?"
She stopped petting him and started muttering to herself, so he slipped out from under her hand and wriggled into Topaz's arms.
"Hehe. Welcome home~"
She stroked him. Mmm. The original really can't be beat.
He would have loved to return the favor by stroking the inside of her womb, but that was someone else's house, so he restrained himself. Today, he would simply enjoy the emotional communion with Topaz.
"Ah — this is no time for that. Listening to you two act like complete idiots, I think my own brain leaked out."
Doctor clutched her head as if it ached, then abruptly threw up a hologram. A photograph bloomed across the display: a black-haired, outrageously busty beauty in a bodystocking so obscene it practically constituted a crime.
He barely had time to be startled by the hologram itself. His eyes went round at a pair of breasts that put even Topaz's to shame. Doctor had the kind of face that suggested her weak point was her ass. This girl was a cool beauty of an entirely different flavor...!
"Ah..! Y-you caught the Witch. I had this vague memory of beating the hell out of her."
"That's right. She was completely pulverized when we found her, but apparently she healed up during transport. Whether that's the Black Mana or a trait of that Witch herself is still unknown... We've got her locked down with mana suppressors for now, barely, but she works Black Mana, so she's already chewed through several of them."
"Want me to beat her up again...?"
"Not a bad idea, honestly... but this time I need him to do some work."
"Uweh?"
...?
At Doctor's words, he and Topaz tilted their heads in perfect unison.
"I'll take responsibility for all the variables and the safety, one way or another. Help me neutralize that Witch."
"Nnh..."
Topaz couldn't bring herself to answer. She just clutched him tightly and said nothing at all.
"I get that you're scared. You're worried the Black Mana might change him, or that the Witch might hurt him, right?"
Topaz nodded — but something about the gesture felt off, and Doctor's expression soured as she pressed again.
"...You're not just jealous of him doing filthy things to another woman... are you?"
Topaz flinched.
"Haah... I am actually going to lose my mind. No, that was dense of me. That's not something I should've said to a girl this serious about her tentacle, is it...?"
Doctor apologized, even as she looked faintly puzzled about whether the apology was even aimed at the right thing.
"But you already know that keeping him from this wouldn't be good for him, right?"
"Hiiing..."
Topaz's face crumpled toward tears, and he panicked, stroking and soothing her as best he could.
"Well, well. What a matching pair you two make."
"Nngh, Tentacle...!"
"Well, if you think of it in human terms — making your man sleep with some random woman, and a criminal at that — I can't say I don't understand..."
"N-no you caaan't!! In that Witch's filthy slut-cunt... my... m-my cute baby... haah♥ getting... getting dirtied♥... hnn♥ d-defeat masturbation...♥"
"Oh, for fuck's sake! I feel sorry for the version of me that felt even a little sorry for you!!!!"
Topaz's imagination grew steadily more specific, her breath turning hot and unsteady, and Doctor started tearing at her hair for what had to be the umpteenth time today. He watched the whole spectacle in a daze.
Hmm... as for my opinion....
He snuck a glance.
Ahem... well. Can't be helped.
Yes, yes. Can't be helped. To eliminate the threat a Witch represented, this and that simply had to be done. Can't be helped. She was a criminal, and a woman who walked around in a full-body stocking that slutty had no grounds to complain about getting raped by a tentacle. That was simply the law of the land.
"Haaah, seriously. You were already like this, but I think you've gotten worse..."
"*slurp*... A-anyway!! It's definitely safe, right...?"
"Yeah. I built a device just in case."
Doctor switched the hologram. A cube appeared on the screen — a perfect square with a single round hole in the top face.
"The tentacle goes in the box, and we drop the Witch in through the hole on top. I'll pump her with every anesthetic I've got, right up to the edge of a lethal dose, and slap a few more mana suppressors on her before she goes in. So while you're sucking out the Black Mana, enjoy yourself as much as you want. Eating ova with a diverse genetic profile will be good for your health, too."
This is that thing...
The sensory deprivation trap — practically a staple of tentacle content..!! An event that hadn't even existed in the original game!
"Originally... I figured I might have to offer my own ova, so I designed the device to cut down the revulsion as much as possible."
"Unnie..!"
Wait, what.
Topaz looked moved. He looked disappointed. Both of them stared at Doctor.
"I just don't want a specimen I finally got my hands on to die from laying eggs. Don't get the wrong idea."
"Yeah! Yeah! Thank you!! Even just the thought makes me so happy!"
She said it like that, but her ears had gone bright red and she wouldn't meet anyone's eyes. Topaz threw herself into a hug and started fawning all over her.
Never mind that — he would die from laying eggs?! He'd read the papers on Topaz's computer last time, and he was pretty sure that hadn't been in there...!
"Topaz was only at the erosion stage, so the Black Mana didn't hit her that hard. If you're going to absorb every last drop from a woman who wields it directly, something might go wrong. The second you feel anything off, you spit it back out. Got it?"
He nodded.
Honestly, the fact that he wouldn't get to do any egg-laying play stung a little — but a brand-new pussy was about to present itself. Who had time to dwell on that?
He filed the questions away for later and listened to Doctor run through the precautions. Then the doorbell rang, and the hologram screen showed soldiers and a Witch bound so thoroughly she could barely twitch.
"Mmph!! Mmmph!!!"
She'd been quiet enough while they dragged her into the lab — until she spotted Topaz. She immediately started thrashing like a lunatic, and a soldier casually smashed the butt of his rifle into her skull.
"...Nngh."
One hit, and the look in her eyes turned slightly more polite. She settled down, settling for a sidelong glare at Topaz.
"A m-monster...?"
"This is the one that cured Topaz's erosion. New specimen. The timing just happened to work out."
"Ohh... so you've tamed a monster? Now that I focus, I can't sense any Black Mana from it at all."
"Pretty high mana sensitivity for a soldier. That's right. It was raised in a lab environment, so it was never contaminated — but the monster instincts are still there, which means it can handle Black Mana. We've already conditioned it on pure mana as feed, so it sucks Black Mana in on instinct, then spits it back out because it doesn't like the taste."
"Ooooh!!"
The soldiers let out a chorus of awe at Doctor's explanation, and within seconds the room was buzzing. They started swapping theories, tossing opinions back and forth as if they were about to break into a full debate on the spot.
"I-if that's the case...! Even the magical girls who turned into Witches...!"
"The ones who checked themselves into psychiatric hospitals and are holding out at the erosion stage, too...!"
The murmur swelled.
"Sure. Plenty of applications. But it's still a prototype, so don't get your hopes too high. This whole incident is a pretty special case thanks to that woman, and even I don't know how it's going to go."
"Hmm... maybe we should just execute her and start with the people at the erosion stage..."
"No. I don't believe she's the only villain or Witch out there who wields Black Mana directly, so we need to prepare countermeasures—"
"Enough. That's my specimen. I get that you've all got opinions, but the call is mine. Follow instructions, would you?"
"Yes, ma'am!!"
Just as the noise was about to swell again, Doctor's voice dropped to something cold, and the soldiers cut themselves off like a knife. They transferred the Witch into the box in silence, locked her in place, and filed out of the lab.
"All right. The table's been set. Help yourself."
He wriggled over to the side of the box, and an opening just large enough for him to squeeze through slid open on its own.
Inside, the Witch's body hung dangling. The full-body stocking left her nipples and pussy faintly visible through the fabric, and there was something about that glimpse that could drive a person insane.
He groped. Oh... ooooh...!
In his entire life, the only breasts he had ever touched were Topaz's — but these were incredible! Just, incredible!
Topaz's were young and springy, and as the first breasts of his life they were, without question, the finest. But these — calling them merely large didn't cover it. These massive things had an overwhelming presence that came from sheer size alone..!
Overripe, on the verge of going soft — like raisins that hadn't quite become wine yet, sitting at some bizarre midpoint between "what the hell is this" and actual flavor.
It was a little disappointing that the overdose of paralytic had left her hanging limp as a corpse, but then again, maybe this was exactly what a real sensory deprivation trap was supposed to feel like. There was a vivid, on-site authenticity to it.
Right. Let's start with a taste of the milk.
He'd honestly been curious whether Topaz's milk and another woman's would taste different — a curiosity he'd never been able to satisfy. The fact that he could fill that gap now made him almost indecently happy.
He stabbed in. No point being gentle with someone already paralyzed, and no reason to do her any favors, so he didn't even bother shrinking the needle. He drove it in at a size that would tear the nipple ragged, merciless and deep.
Her legs twitched. She couldn't feel the pain, but some spinal reflex made them jump. He paid it no mind and took a pull of the breast milk that had already started beading out.
He slurped. Just as expected — much richer.
If he'd never tasted Topaz's, he would have stamped this with a seal of approval as milk so good it put ordinary stuff to shame. Sadly, this aged, sagging woman was no match for the law of youthful firmness, so instead of a stamp he gave her ass a few disciplinary lashes with a tentacle.
Smack. Smack.
Your milk is so overripe that if I just shake these tits a little they'll turn into cheese!
He was amusing himself with his best impression of a famously vicious chef when, for some reason, she started to struggle.
She thrashed!! As if she'd actually heard him, she started writhing, shaking those enormous breasts — the one thing she had that could actually beat Topaz, size-wise — as though she genuinely intended to produce cheese.
"Kh!! What the hell...!! Get me out of here already!"
"Coming to after a near-lethal dose of paralytic in under ten minutes... Luckily the Black Mana is still suppressed, so play with her as much as you want. I'll signal you if it gets dangerous."
"What?! Don't tell me there's someone down there?!"
"Hmm. Hasn't detoxed the nerve paralytic yet, I take it?"
"Kh... you damn bitch!!"
It had been a close thing, but it looked like he could still enjoy the sensory deprivation play. If anything, being able to savor the Witch's real-time reactions made the whole situation even hotter. In even higher spirits, he started considering where to torment her next.