Succubus Mona's Flesh Sculpting Torment: Basic Remodeling (Part 3)
A grotesque, writhing mass of flesh like tentacles pinned Emilia in place, suspending her with her arms and legs utterly immobilized. She couldn't resist in the slightest.
...Even without such elaborate restraints, she couldn't have fought back anyway. The overly lavish treatment nearly brought tears to her eyes (a lie, of course).
“Hum hum~ Hum~♪”
The succubus Mona pressed herself against Emilia, who dangled like a sacrificial offering in the center of the stone chamber, running a tape measure over her naked body this way and that.
Length from the crown of her head to her toes, waist circumference, bust, hips... and even the distance between her nipples, neck girth, finger thickness, thigh circumference... She took measurements far beyond what would be needed just to make clothes.
The slithering touch of the tape, slk slk, and Mona's somehow sticky, clinging hands drew faint moans from Emilia's lips now and then.
“......What are you doing...?”
“Hm~? Taking measurements~?”
“What for?”
“Who knows~? What should I use them for~?”
Even as Emilia tried to distract herself from the shame with such questions, Mona just grinned lewdly and brushed it off.
What on earth was she planning...?
“Hum hum~ Hum hum~ Bust is ■■ cm... And nipple size... Ohoho, so cute~.”
Not just the tape measure, but tools like calipers Emilia had never seen before—she used them all to keep measuring. She deliberately teased and fondled until the nipples stood erect, measuring their hardened size, then slid down to measure her clitoris too, peeling back the hood for precision.
Humiliating... The fact that even her most private places were being so brazenly sized up filled her with an absurd wave of revulsion.
“Hehe, should I take some photos too... with this magic tool...”
She brought a strange, unfamiliar magic tool close to Emilia's crotch, snapping pictures of her pussy from every angle up close. The forcibly erect clitoris, the petals below it, the gaping hole forced open and exposed... even her anus, which no one had ever seen, all captured inside that odd-shaped device.
Ugh... Stop... No...
“Now let's measure vaginal pressure and depth~.”
After measuring every inch of her body and snapping all those shameful photos, Mona set down the recording magic tool and picked up a wriggling rod-like thing from the shelf.
It resembled a dildo—a masturbation toy Emilia knew of but had never dared use out of fear. But what she knew were just wooden carvings. Nothing like this: semi-transparent enough to see through, writhing as if alive.
What the hell is that...?
“Ohoho, cute, right~? It's a slime dildo, all the rage in the demon realm~. Feed it mana and it lasts almost forever~ And once you're used to it, you can customize it in all sorts of ways~.”
As Mona stroked the slime dildo's surface, the slime body shuddered suddenly, then melted into a gooey, unstable mess. What had felt somewhat firm moments ago now sloshed like water in a bag, unable to hold shape.
Mona brought the slime dildo close to Emilia's tightly clenched pussy and pushed, applying gradual pressure.
“Eek!?”
The slime's surface was slick and slightly cool, sending a chilling shiver through her heated, shame-flushed folds. Emilia shook her head in refusal, but Mona ignored her, easing it in slowly.
The amorphous dildo slid in effortlessly, its slime-coated surface making it glide with astonishing ease. There was hardly any of the pressure Emilia had expected. It felt thin and sinuous, perfectly molding to her vagina, stretching long and deep like it was seeping in. It burrowed all the way, finally pressing kuuk against her cervix.
“Hik...”
“Mm~ All the way in~?”
Mona slid the deeply embedded slime dildo back and forth a few times to confirm, satisfied by Emilia's reaction that it was properly placed before moving on.
“Okay, Lia~ Squeeze it. Kuuuuk~ Squeeze tight.”
“Wh-what...?”
“You can do it, right? Come on~ Squeeze~ Squeeze~.”
As Mona stroked the slave collar around Emilia's neck and commanded her, Emilia felt her body obey against her will. Her waist clenched tight, her groin and inner walls compressing with force.
The sensation of the slime inside sharpened instantly, spread thin as it was.
Uuuugh...
“Good girl~ Good girl~♪ That's it~♪”
Under Mona's encouragement, she held it—who knew how long. Then, with a casual “That's enough,” the tension released from her pussy. The slime dildo, buried deep, was yanked out like Excalibur from the stone—shluuuk.
“Ahhhuuuk...♡”
The eerie slime dildo, amorphous yet rigid enough, scraped and rubbed her sensitive bumps and vaginal walls on the way out, flooding her body with sweet pleasure.
Moreover, from her now-empty pussy, a mix of the slime's residue and her own juices dripped plip plop to the floor.
Mona giggled at the lewd sight, smacking Emilia's ass with a “Good job.”
The slime, extracted from Emilia's pussy and held in Mona's hand, still writhed grotesquely in its odd shape. Mona stroked it, inspecting.
“Let's see... Oh ho, oh ho, oh hooo... So this is the feel of Lia's insides... Mm... Distance to the cervix is about this much... Got it, got it...”
Beyond just measuring the slime's shape for length, touching it seemed to reveal information beyond the visible. She channeled mana into a gem-like recording magic tool in her other hand, diligently logging it all.
This peculiar recording device captured all sorts of data, even images, without needing a pen. Different from the photo tool in capacity and use, but undeniably handy. All the measurements of Emilia's body were faithfully stored here too.
“......Perfect. Measurements complete. Got plenty of data.”
“Haa... Uh... What... what for... Tell me... Please tell me...”
“Heehee, look forward to the fun later~. I promise it won't disappoint our Lia~♥”
Tell me straight... Please...!
As Mona stroked Emilia's chin and whispered seductively, Emilia trembled in terror. Better to hear the worst outright than be left with vague hints—her imagination would only spiral out of control. And considering this damn demon's history of exceeding her wildest fears, whatever that “disappointment-free” surprise entailed was bound to be some insane perversion...
“Ohoho, measuring Lia's pretty body was fun too~.”
While Emilia fretted over what might come next, her face stiff with worry, Mona set the recording tool and slime dildo on a nearby shelf. In their place, she picked up something else.
A bottle of suspicious liquid containing several stick-like things with thin brushes at the ends. Mona grabbed it with a wicked, delighted smile.
“Now for something even more fun~.”
“This is the real start~.”
What madness now...? Emilia shivered, her instincts screaming warning, her body quaking in the tentacles' grasp.
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Tentacles? Or some unknown organism? To Emilia, it was just an incomprehensible mass of flesh. Beyond restraining her, it reshaped itself at Mona's command.
Moments ago, it had coiled around her limbs from above and below. Now, at Mona's whisper in some unknowable tongue and a gesture, it morphed into a hexagonal cube like an experimental table.
Emilia was bound atop the broad surface, forced onto all fours like a dog. Her arms and legs half-buried in the meat, her ass vulgarly thrust high.
Mona, who had ordered this obscene pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose pose