The Thousand-Year-Old Desensitized Archmage Elf: Life Ends in Personality Collapse♡
Tentacles erupted from every side of the fleshy walls, clamping down on Rin's limbs with unyielding grip. They didn't stop there—tiny tendrils wormed into every joint and crevice: between each finger segment, between toes, the gaps in her knee joints. Rin was perfectly immobilized, like a specimen insect pinned for display.
"Ha.......♡ Ugh!?♡♡ Oh♡ Ha♡"
Rin thrashed with every ounce of strength, but escape was impossible. Her body shuddered in heat, yet she desperately soothed herself amid the tremors.
'I-It's fine....♡ I can endure....♡ At worst, it'll just feel good and I'll cum....♡ Don't underestimate a millennium of experience.... Damn tentacles...♡'
Even if it was aphrodisiac hundreds of times more potent. For Rin, sheer willpower was her only weapon.
The tentacles closed in on the restrained elf. Jellyfish-like fuzz, dripping with ultra-concentrated aphrodisiac, slithered toward her.
"Hng.......Haa...♡"
Glossy and brush-like, they whipped through the air. The murderous crimson glow filled Rin with dread. She clenched her teeth. No more struggling.No more mana. Bracing for the onslaught of pleasure to come.
Plip♡ Plop♡ Splort♡
"Ha......♡ Wh-What.........is... this...?"
The sensation made Rin slowly pry open her squeezed-shut eyes. She'd tensed for her sex, but the tentacle targeted her fingers first.
"W-Wait....♡ It's cold....!?"
No pleasure—just a heavy, chill slickness of viscous fluid. Undeterred, the tentacles began painting her body with their brush-tips, heedless of her concern.
Rub♡ Rub-rub♡ Rub-rub♡
"Ngh...?♡"
Rin hung fully extended, every limb splayed and locked. Even her fingers. The tentacles intertwined around them like a slimy handshake, seeping high-potency aphrodisiac into every fingerprint whorl, every knuckle.
"Oh........♡........Nguuuuiiit....♡♡♡"
Worse than a caress on her sex—this felt profoundly wrong.
"Wa-Wait?! Nghit?!"
At the same moment, other tentacles advanced on her splayed toes. They engulfed them whole, meticulously coating every toe and the deep crevices between. Rin endured the tickling assault.
"Pl-Please...♡ Nghit... ! Ngiii....... Ahahaha!!♡♡"
A messy climax wracked her, yet the coating continued. The sight was pathetic—perfectly bound, sweat-slick abs writhing, torso heaving as she laughed uncontrollably. Empowered by her mana, the tentacles yanked her limbs from all sides with greater force. Resistance was futile; she couldn't even twitch a finger. Her body ached from the strain, skin stretched to its limit as the jellyfish-brushes made contact.
"Ah... Ahit...♡! It tickles, I said...!♡"
Thus they painted her soles and toes, palms and fingers with exquisite care. Every palm line, every sole crease filled to the brim.
Thicker tentacles approached next, sweeping down her arms and calves.
"......Kuh...!"
Still no pleasure. But why do this? Impatience gnawed at Rin.
Calmly, meticulously—shlick♡ shlick♡—they applied the aphrodisiac to her calves, one by one, with delicate precision. Sticky fluid clung fast; her body gleamed red, glossy and juicy like marbled meat.
The fuzz-tipped tentacles moved from knees and inner elbows to her thighs. At this pace, her sex was next.
"Ha.....Hng....!"
Gently, tenderly—so very tenderly—with the lightest touch, no stimulation, slow and steady. Yet the high-concentration aphrodisiac's eeriness drew moans from her lips all the same.
Feeling nothing terrified her more. She didn't dare imagine what this thorough basting would unleash.
Her toned, elegant thighs were fully coated. Her forearms too. Now the tentacles climbed to her armpits, breasts, hips, and groin.
"Ughit...♡...Uh...Oot....♡!"
Her perfectly exposed armpit flesh received the same loving treatment.
"Eeeit...♡ Ahhat...!!♡ T-Tickles♡ Hihit!♡♡♡"
Lips twitching from the tickles. She had to hold out for Lena's rescue. Twenty minutes... no, ten...♡ She couldn't take much more.
"...........Ha...?♡"
And then it hit—her fingers and toes prickled, burned, itched.
She craned her neck to stare at her palms. Glossy with soaked high-potency aphrodisiac. The delayed toxin was rising at last.
She swallowed hard. Now it begins. This itch was nothing. Soon, pleasure deadly enough to kill.
Thump♡ Her heart raced. Womb quivering faintly, nipples stiffening harder. Fingertip skin itched endlessly, each pore turning erogenous. Her body hypersensitized. Skin warping into something alien. Even the air itched; the clinging slime turned agonizing as sensitivity spiked.
".........Grr..........Ugh.........♡♡ Ooooooot.......!!??♡♡♡"
Veins bulging on her forehead, teeth grinding. Head bowed, body quaking as she fought it—but her pussy gushed unprecedented female nectar.
Drip♡ Drip♡ Vulgar scent wafting.
"Sto-...! Kaaaaaan......♡♡♡!!!"
But the changes didn't stop. Madness-inducing itch and sensitivity spread to her calves, forearms, the crooks of her legs and elbows—the spots painted next.
Which meant... now...♡
"Haa...! Haak....!♡ Haak.....!! Haak......!♡ Ha....!! Haa....!!"
Breathing was agony. Massive aphrodisiac absorbed through her anus ignited her from within; her outer skin, fully coated, turned hypersensitive and itchy. Torture beyond words.
"Sto-............!♡♡ Not there....!! Not there.........♡♡ No......!!!♡♡"
The jellyfish-brushes advanced on her breasts. Others lunged for her groin—pussy and anus.
This itch, this terror, to her sex too?
"No!!! Don't do it!! Stop itttt!!♡♡♡♡ No mooooore♡♡!!"
Forgetting her millennium-old archmage elf pride, she pleaded desperately. She hated this. Her pussy, anus, clit, nipples assaulted by this horrific pleasure and itch?
She flailed, but her cute abs and thighs merely twitched adorably.
The tentacles made the lightest ♡tap against her anus, pussy, nipples. Her sloppy, piss-like yellow-transparent lewd fluids poured endlessly from her pussy; her winking asshole was prodded.
♡Shlick♡ ♡Shlick♡ ♡Shlick♡ ♡Shlick♡ Swipe♡♡
Poking her inner labia, outer labia, clit—stroking. So lightly, so slowly, but thoroughly smearing thick aphrodisiac. Not mere smears: precisely filling every folded crevice.
"...................Oh...........♡♡♡♡♡ Guh....................♡♡ Oh............... Ooo.........♡♡"
Pussy sensation exploded instantly. Chastity magic held, but the entrance—outer labia, inner labia, clit, vaginal opening—lay bare. Ruthlessly painted. Mucosa absorbed it on contact; itch surged. Her pussy's erogenous zones hypersensitized, swelling heavy, burrowing deep, cells igniting. Urethral sphincter gave out; she pissed from her pussy in streams.
".................Heh...... Hek......!!♡♡ Heooooook.............♡♡ Ogu....♡♡ Gonna cum......♡♡♡"
Drool poured. Breathing labored. Nauseous. Overwhelmed by cumming, her whole body—inside and out—erected rigid from the sensitization.
Ignoring her, the tentacles painted her areolas and nipples too. Like basting skewered meat: nipples, areolas, breast folds, every meaty crevice slathered.
"Oh..........!! ♡♡ Ooo..........!!!♡ Enough, that's enough.........!!♡♡ Stop now.........!!♡♡♡"
She begged for mercy, but the tentacles ignored her. She knew, yet couldn't stop pleading.
Her pussy kept leaking transparent piss and slick female juice without end—enough to form a puddle below. It fueled the tentacles further.
Finally, even her navel seasoned, Rin slumped, head hanging as she panted raggedly.
Her whole body boiled. Spicy. Scorching. Itchy. Hypersensitive. She wanted to claw at it. Like millions of tiny bugs swarming every inch.
Her body a red high-potency aphrodisiac mess. Crevices, folds overflowing. Navel, armpits, groin, every dip pooled with it—her contours grotesquely exaggerated. An elf-shaped lump of red meat.
Rin was meat now. Snot and tears streaming ugly, face twisted like she was holding in shit.
'......Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡ Wanna cum♡'
Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. Itchy. ........Way too itchy♡♡
Aphrodisiac had long seeped via her mucosal linings. Coated head to toe in worm-tentacle ultra-aphrodisiac, her body was one giant erect erogenous zone of pleasure-pain.
The worst part: her insanely sensitive, aroused body couldn't be touched even a little.
"Haak.........!!♡♡ Haheeeek.....!!♡♡ Let go♡♡ Let me gooooo!!♡♡♡ Release meeeee♡♡♡ So itchy♡♡ Why♡♡ Why do thiiiis♡♡♡ Too meeeean!!♡♡♡♡"
Rin screamed at the top of her lungs. Too cruel. Can't even thrash, fingers immobile, limbs yanked taut—no twitching allowed.
"Let gooooo───Oeeeek?!♡♡♡"
As if annoyed by her noise, tentacles extended to wrench her mouth open and lock it wide. They seized her throat too, fixing her head immobile. Then a red-aphrodisiac fuzz-brush thrust toward her face.
"─────Oobluub♡!!! ──Oeeet♡♡♡♡"
Head to toe, then face, nostrils, lips, brows. No spot spared—the tentacles advanced on her face and neck.
Rin wailed in despair. At least now, surely, they'd let her climax, harvest the energy after sensitizing her whole body. She'd clung to that vague hope.
But.
"............Ahe..?"
The tentacles signaled it was far from over, shoving more jellyfish-brushes at her. Coated in an even deeper shade, eerily glowing aphrodisiac—concentration so thick, powdery grains (the active aphro particles) were visible to the naked eye.
As if to recoat her with this, they slithered closer.
"─────Oeeeeeeeek!!!! Aheeeeeet!!! Oimayayayaaa!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡"
Rin screamed from the depths of her soul. All millennium-elf dignity cast aside.
Her body already itched. One second felt like a minute. Every instant eternal hell.
And more? Not enough—now recoat with thicker aphro?
No release, just prolonged agony of itch, near-climax, maxed sensitivity?
Affirming her despair, the tentacles descended, repainting her fingers and toes. Layering thick, transparent film to fully seal her body. Filling every depression perfectly: collarbones, rib gaps, navel, armpits, inner groin.
Seasoning her again and again, without end.