Happy Furry Theme Park (6)

Blood-red artillery collided with a barrage of pure light.

While Medeia was distracted by the jellyfish ambush, I poured every last drop of yin energy into the bombardment. In the end, the Anemone lasers struck her dead-on.

A handful of lasers would not have been enough to bring down an S-rank Calamity like Medeia. But what I had prepared was thousands of Anemones.

Hit by every last one of those shots, she must have experienced thousands of orgasms in rapid succession.

A pleasure so intense it would have felt as if her brain were burning — closer to agony than ecstasy.

I led my subordinates to the place where she had fallen.

There she lay, unconscious in a frog-like sprawl, the deep red of her dress darkening further as she wet herself.

Fragrant.

An ordinary human subjected to thousands of climaxes would die on the spot — their brain would simply melt. But she was an S-rank Calamity, so it seemed she had gotten away with mere unconsciousness.

Ah — though the blood streaming from her nose suggested she had not escaped entirely unscathed.

I needed to neutralize her before she came to.

I tore open Medeia's dress and exposed what lay beneath. Her sex was thickly glazed with love juices from those thousands of orgasms, her modest thatch of pubic hair soaked and tangled every which way.

The moment I gently parted that steaming pussy, Medeia — already hypersensitive to the extreme — convulsed and sprayed squirts in sharp, hissing jets.

Incredible yin energy…! As expected of an S-rank Calamity.

The yin energy she released was the finest I had ever tasted, just from the scent alone. As if entranced, I slid a tentacle into that inviting hole.

The long tentacle parted her drooling entrance and pushed inside. It lightly pierced the hymen barring its way, then savored the texture of her inner walls.

A tightness that could snap a man in half…!

A peerless vessel — any man who entered her would climax on the spot. Ecstatic, I drove all the way to the mouth of her womb.

Medeia climaxed with every movement of the tentacle, so I was able to absorb a staggering volume of yin energy in real time.

I wanted to keep tasting this paradise, but the blood still pouring steadily from her nose made it clear that even an S-rank Calamity could not safely endure any more climaxes.

Personality Expulsion.

I used the most reliable method of neutralizing her. Medeia's abdomen swelled slightly, and the pressure of the tentacle inside her vagina intensified.

Then, in one motion, I yanked the tentacle free of her sex.

"Kyaahiiing♥!?"

As it scraped hard against her vaginal walls on the way out, her hips bucked and thrashed, spraying love juices high into the air.

At the same time her anus twitched and flexed, and a fluorescent Personality Jelly began to squeeze out in a long, continuous stream.

"Haaiiing♥!!"

The combined pleasure of climax and evacuation made her convulsions even more violent.

Before her brain truly melted, I seized the Personality Jelly with a tentacle and pulled it free to the very end.

— Pop!

With a bright, cheerful sound, her entire personality came free. Medeia's anus kept winking open and shut, steam rising from it in lazy curls.

Her Personality Jelly was far larger and longer than those of ordinary human women. Because she was an S-rank Calamity, perhaps? With so few samples, I could not say for certain.

Carrying it as-is would be cumbersome, so I used the Jelly Processing skill to reshape it into an anal plug.

An anal plug ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠molded in her likeness took form. Because the Personality Jelly itself had been so large, it came out a bit bigger than the ones made from humans.

She'll need to loosen her sphincter a while before this goes in.

Not that it mattered much.

I surveyed the surroundings. Thousands of jellyfish and Anemones, plus the Penislimes that had already multiplied back into the tens of thousands.

I needed to send them back into human society.

And then there were the thousands of furries still attached to the jellyfish. I would have preferred to leave them here, but…

It's collapsing.

Cracks had begun to spider across the sky of the amusement park. They were small, spreading outward only very slowly, but this place would not last much longer.

I could guess the reason.

I turned my gaze to the park residents currently being violated in real time. My creatures' ecology was to absorb a resident's yin energy and then divide. But Calamities themselves were beings composed of yin energy.

Apparently they had sucked even the yin energy at the Calamity's very root dry.

If this Calamity collapses, will those creatures vanish too?

These furries were linked to the amusement park. That was why absorbing their yin energy had depleted the Calamity's foundation.

But once this space disappeared, would the furries remain? I hoped as hard as I could that they would not vanish.

Subordinate entities born from a Calamity are stronger, after all.

I decided to head for the Calamity's core. If the space did collapse, I would absorb the core as I had before and create a new subordinate entity.

First, though, I cleaned up the scene. I laid Medeia's still-climaxing body across the backs of the slimes. Then I extracted the personalities of the three women the Association had provided, along with the Management Bureau agents.

With every prize secured, I led my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠subordinate entities deeper into the Calamity's heart.

We passed through the reptile zone where the battle ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had taken place, then crossed the amphibian zone and the fish zone.

The violent residents the Association had warned about had already been renovated into breeding grounds for jellyfish and slimes, so there was little real danger.

Once we left the aquarium-like fish zone behind, the Calamity's core finally came into view.

A more normal appearance than the last Calamity's, at least.

The core looked like a gigantic eyeball. Compared to the previous Calamity's core — a mass of hundreds of fused wombs — this one was downright respectable.

What stood out were the deep cracks spidering across the pupil, yin energy streaming from the fissures in thick rivulets.

It had taken serious damage because of me, no doubt.

The thing looked at me once, then closed its eye as if resigning itself.

I felt no pity. The world of Calamities was survival of the fittest. It had simply been unlucky.

Before driving a tentacle into the core, I opened my status window to confirm whether absorbing a Calamity's core would let me generate a new entity.

I had gained four levels. Absorbing Medeia's yin energy earlier must have done it.

Four whole levels from only a brief taste. I could hardly wait to see how far I would climb once I ravaged her properly.

Absorbing this Calamity's core on top of that should push me even higher.

I knew this Calamity was fairly powerful as well, so I was curious how many more levels it would give me.

With that anticipation, I drove a tentacle into it and began absorbing its yin energy.

The status window responded at once.

Exclamation marks!

The hypothesis that absorbing a Calamity's core would let me generate a new entity had just been proven.

Delighted, I checked the new entity.

This new subordinate entity was hard to picture. A labyrinth type? Some kind of location-type Calamity entity?

While I was turning that over, I noticed an exclamation mark floating over the skill list as well.

On the skills too?

Unable to contain my curiosity, I opened it.

The various skills I had acquired were listed out in a row — and among them, Nest bore an exclamation mark.

When I clicked Nest, a window appeared.

Merge! That meant I could use this Calamity as my Nest.

But why didn't this appear with the last location-type Calamity?

Curious, I agreed to the merger. The core I was still absorbing began to change.

Yin energy condensed. I knew this sensation — it was exactly the feeling of birthing a subordinate entity.

Only then did I understand why I had been unable to add the previous location-type Calamity to the Nest.

The Calamity's core began reconstituting itself into a subordinate entity. Slaveyrynth — the new entity I had just become able to create — was what it was transforming into.

Last time I didn't have Slaveyrynth yet, so I couldn't merge it with the Nest.

Apparently I needed the ability to generate a location-type subordinate entity first.

When the Calamity's transformation finished, the eyeball-like core was gone without a trace. In its place, a sphere of black luster floated in midair.

That was Slaveyrynth.

And it went to work at once. Space itself began to vibrate, and the amusement park's architecture started to melt.

The liquefied structures were promptly repurposed as material for walls and ceilings. Fortunately, the furries' yin energy remained linked to Slaveyrynth and did not dissipate.

The overall size had shrunk considerably as well — five zones ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠compressed into one.

The remaining zones had apparently become walls and ceiling. The original buildings alone would not have been enough to form a complete enclosure.

And at the center of it all, the Well of Resurrection and the women who had been in the Nest appeared.

The merger was complete.

Haaah…

A great many things had happened, but at last everything was settled. The tension drained out of me all at once.

There was still plenty left to do, though.

I needed to bring Yu-mi back from outside the amusement park where she had evacuated, redeploy my subordinate entities, and finally…

I glanced at the woman laid out atop the slimes.

Medeia still needs conquering.

She was a woman who had caused me no small amount of pain — but now she was mine.

Excited at the thought of training her, I opened a passage near Yu-mi.