Pussy x120
Younghee staggered back, gravely wounded and supported by his Bog brothers. I hurriedly summoned Tia for emergency aid, but the severed arm wouldn't reattach. It felt like my world was crumbling. We'd shared meals from the same pot, fighting tooth and nail just to survive.
"Kek!"
"Kiek!"
The Bog brothers snarled in fury, their faces twisted in rage.
"Chruk…"
Amid it all, Younghee grinned through the pain, thrusting up a thumbs-up with his remaining hand. Like he was bragging about his haul—two prime bitches captured.
But Younghee, your arm!!
"Churuk…"
"Kiek!!"
"You've lost too much blood. Don't move." You two rest. I'll punish the bitches myself.
Those sluts…
The Bog brothers guided me. Time to retrieve the two unconscious women. There they were, collapsed after squeezing out every last drop of strength—two pathetic bitches sprawled out.
Insolent cunts. Let's get a good look at those faces.
I'd glimpsed their beauty through Tentacle Sense, but seeing them up close? Breathtaking. My anger melted just staring at their knockout features, even passed out.
This one's… Libia? I lifted her black hair with a tentacle, sniffing deep. Snuuuurf~ That side-slit nun outfit Tia used to wear—pure slutwear. It didn't hide her curves; it accentuated them. Massive tits rivaling Tia's, straining against the fabric, ready to burst free. And that enormous ass peeking from under the hiked-up skirt, demanding attention.
Snuuuurf~ Haaah… What a fucking erotic body.
Huddled beneath her, the golden-haired elf—Epi, right? I'd half-doubted it from their chatter, but a real live elf? My core throbbed.
She must've blacked out the instant Blasphemy hit. Just paralyzed her with venom, no real damage, and she folds? Elves are such drama queens.
Flawless skin, doll-like face. Killer figure too. Sure, Libia outclasses her in sheer size, but Epi's body was far from immature.
These bitches hurt Younghee and shredded countless of my spawn. Time to make 'em birth as many as they killed, right?
I stuffed them into my guts and returned to the nest. Rotana Village, now blanketed in my writhing flesh masses. This was home.
Using Flesh Transformation, I'd expanded my domain. Three big perks to fortifying a settlement like this:
First, other beasts sense the danger and steer clear.
Second, the flesh's warmth keeps it cozy even at night—no chills for my Motherboards wandering outside.
Third, every chunk of flesh is part of me, so Tentacle Sense goes into overdrive. Inside my domain? It's like having eyes everywhere—clairvoyance on steroids.
Sure, Tentacle Sense is sharp, but tracking every event in this vast forest? Nah. But anything in my nest? Crystal clear down to the finest detail.
I'd only caught glimpses and sounds to guess enemy positions before. Now? I knew the exact moment these bitches reached my turf. Prime time to strike.
They weren't pushovers.
"Both silver-rank," Tia said, rummaging through their gear.
One used magic like yours.
"Probably church holy arts."
Scared the shit outta me. Pulled a lightsaber outta nowhere. Thought that was some otherworldly gimmick, but nope—right at home here.
"Tough resistance, huh?" Tia hadn't seen the lightsaber. Tricky foes, yeah. That elf's skills especially blew me away. Can't wait to breed her thick and see what spawns.
Time to eat.
"Bon appétit."
I patted Tia's plump ass. Good girl. Such a good girl.
Beth and Praga?
"Still scavenging the houses for anything useful." Makes sense—once a village, now flesh-covered, but plenty of salvage.
I checked my three mates' statuses one by one.
Motherboard conversion proceeding smoothly. Praga's Flesh Incarnation shone in this defense, but tougher foes ahead might overwhelm it. Red Lotus and Blasphemy lack raw combat punch anyway. High hopes for the new Motherboard candidates.
Bulge, bulge.
I directed nerves through my innards. In this realm of dancing red mucosa, my two prey were already summoned.
Doused in clothing-dissolving enzymes, Libia and Epi's bodies glistened with Slippery Liquid like sauce.
Sluuuurp.
I extended countless primitive tentacles, massaging their bodies thoroughly.
Current aphrodisiac potency: max 112x. Feasting on village pussy livestock and Motherboards had boosted it plenty. Hitting peak form for every fresh bitch? Pure bliss.
But that's not all for today.
Spliiit.
I parted my split-mouth, extruding the wrinkle-tentacle tongue. Already oozing aphrodisiac and Slippery Liquid, its downy fuzz quivered.
The dense, branch-like protrusions might look grotesque, but this wrinkle-tentacle was an old friend. Just like the villi on a mammal's uterine wall—capillaries inside for nutrient exchange between fetus and mother. Mine? Flesh Transformation-enhanced for ultra-dense wrinkles. Like thousands of wriggling worms sprouting everywhere. Vicious as fuck.
Texture: ultra-dense ridges for pussy annihilation.
These bad boys shine inside a woman's hole. Scraping the walls to slurp pussy juice while slathering aphrodisiac deep.
Swoosh.
I hoisted Libia and Epi midair with primitive tentacles. Epi upside-down, head low, ass high. Libia standard M-legs spread.
Splaaat.
Max-approach with the gaping split-mouth, docking prep at their pussy holes. Just showing off this grotesque wrinkle-tentacle was assault enough—rubbing it on their precious slits.
Jururuk… Jrub… Jbup…
Haaaah… Fucking heaven. Love grinding softly on that soft mound. My mucosa's nerve-packed like a cock—feels amazing.
"…Nngh."
"Ah…"
Aphrodisiac-soaked clits twitch instantly. I rubbed their clits steady with the wrinkle-tentacle. Absorbing nicely. 10x, 20x, 30x. Way past human limits while they were out cold. Pussy juice flooding soon.
[Nutrition +800]
[Nutrition +900]
Both pussies were delicious. Barely teased, and their holes winked like they were begging for it. Eased the tentacle in slow.
Insertion moment? Electric. Holes parting softly. Libia and Epi lost their virginities simultaneously, oblivious.
"Eut!"
"At…!"
Jbobbobop. Wrinkle-tentacle shreds their walls—both convulsed nonstop in blackout orgasms.
Jiggle.
Libia's unconscious writhing made her tits bounce. Couldn't hold back—rammed tentacles deep, sealed the split-mouth with a squelch against their mounds.
Shlurp. Shlurp. Jhububububu.
Slowly rotated and withdrew the dense-ridge cock, ridges raking their walls on exit.
"Ah…. Aat…. Huuung……."
"Haat…. Hyaaang…!"
Blonde elf Epi woke first. Eyes fluttering open—stunningly gorgeous, froze me mid-thrust just watching.
"Libia?"
Checks on her friend first? Heart-melting.
"Hic!!"
Huh? Elves see in the dark? Epi's eyes bulged in shock, hiccuping.
Slithering tentacle aside, she's got bigger issues.
Jbobop.
"Hyugyu!?"
Upside-down, she hadn't clocked her pussy's plight—cute scream as ridges grazed her walls.
Priceless. Only 60x potency and she's overreacting♡ No thanks needed for stopping the hiccups. Payback in tight elf pussy.
"A, aaak! Horrifying…. So horrifying. What the hell is this!? Let me go. Let me go, you monster!"
Epi thrashed to escape—pitifully adorable. Thrilling. A live, wriggling elf ensnared in my tentacles.
Bound at arms, legs, ass, waist—tentacles crawling her skin—she paled ghostly.
"Nooooo!!"
Shuuuup…♡ Split-mouth sealed tight on Epi's pussy, worked the wrinkle-cock.
Chubop…! Chubop…!
"Hiyaaang!"
Blonde elf shrieks in shock. Then sweet pleasure hits—cheeks flushing, utterly cute flailing.
"Stop it. Stop…! What are you doing!?"
Epi stiffens like an angry cat, body language screaming don't touch my sensitive pussy. But her pristine skin beaded sweat, healthy glow radiating.
Epi's pussy? Soaked slick, clamping my wrinkle-cock in perfect, greedy fit. Squeeeze♡