Chapter 87: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (2) Tentacle Tour[R-18]
Chapter 87: The Fate of the Traitorous Slave (2) Tentacle Tour[R-18]
※ Warning: Tentacles ahead.
She had been caught by a tentacle monster.
Kuro—the adventurer woman who had gone by the name 'Benia' before becoming a slave—was filled with despair.
The tentacle monster of the 10th floor.
For someone like her, who had barely scraped by wandering the 5th floor, the 10th floor was a place she had no business being in.
That was why she hadn't known.
She hadn't known that one had to defeat the 10th-floor boss to descend further.
Squish.
"Agh, ugh...!"
Nausea surged every time the protrusions of the tentacles, crawling over her body like snails, shifted.
It had been the same when she bit down on the tentacle that forced its way into her mouth earlier, but the movement of the tentacles was so lifelike it was utterly revolting.
To make matters worse, a mass of slimy, moving mucus was now trying to violate her most private parts. Benia wanted nothing more than to bite her tongue and die right then and there.
However.
"Haa, haah...!"
As was the case with most slime-type monsters in the Infinite Labyrinth, any beast possessing mucus carried aphrodisiac properties.
The thing entering her mouth had reminded her so much of a cock that, in a desperate bid to breathe as her body was flipped upside down, she had bitten it.
But by biting the tentacle so hard, the aphrodisiac components within the mucus had seeped into her tongue and mouth, spreading throughout her entire body.
"Ka, hah...!"
Benia almost felt grateful for the tentacle tightening around her throat.
Due to the aphrodisiac, her body was beginning to burn, and that familiar sensation called 'pleasure' began to swell within her.
She didn't want the people watching to hear the moans escaping her as a result.
"Ugh, nng...!"
The demons were watching her as if she were a mere spectacle.
Under the command of the devil known as Ruji Fermaton, his slaves simply stood by and observed.
"Fer... Ferma..."
If she said 'Fermaton.'
If she uttered that word, which was a 'taboo' within the Infinite Labyrinth, could she bring ruin to these bastards?
Even at the cost of her own life, would there be a chance to kill them?
"Ma—mmpf?!"
She tried to seize the chance, but the tentacle monster instantly shoved a tentacle deep into her mouth.
Gurgle, glug.
"Mmph...!!"
As if determined not to be bitten again, a mass of mucus—soft yet with a firm surface—filled Benia's mouth to the brim.
Benia felt a profound sense of loathing toward the jelly-like mass that was too large to chew, yet she could neither swallow nor spit it out.
"Mmmph!!"
But she wasn't in a position to worry about that.
Below, the touch of the tentacles reaching for her chastity belt suddenly became delicate.
Squish, squelch.
The tentacles, concentrating around her pubic area, stubbornly forced their tips between the chastity belt and her crotch.
While the tentacles wrapped around her body were about the thickness of three fingers, the ones snaking inside the chastity belt were smaller than a pinky.
Squeeze.
Though it couldn't remove the chastity belt, the tentacle that managed to wedge its head between the device and her skin finally made contact with Benia's pussy.
"!!!"
Squelch, squelch.
The tentacle began to split again.
Like a thick rope unraveling into threads finer than hair, the tentacle branched out into several strands at Benia's vaginal opening.
Squish.
"!!"
The tips of the tentacles touched Benia's vaginal walls.
Pressing against the folds of the vaginal walls like suckers, the tentacles slowly pushed their heads forward, crawling like snails.
Press, poke.
Sometimes firmly, sometimes gently.
Pressing against the walls, the tentacles began to burrow inside. Benia squeezed her eyes shut and tensed her lower body.
Nngh...!
Against her will, she squeezed her pussy, trying to block the tentacles from digging deeper.
Fortunately, the tentacles were still smaller than a man's finger—less than even a 'needle dick'—
Click.
"......?!"
She heard the sound of something moving.
She couldn't see below because of her breasts, but she definitely heard the sound of something being released.
Click, clack.
Along with the sound of something sliding out, the tight constriction around her lower body began to loosen.
"Ah, aah..."
A moan escaped past the mucus ball in her mouth.
The tentacle had kindly grabbed the end of the unlocked chastity belt and lifted it away.
The chastity belt swayed gently from side to side in front of Benia's face. The tip of the tentacle that had been shoved into the lock had hardened like a key.
No way.
Had the tentacles wedged themselves into more than just her pussy?
"!!!"
A massive tentacle protrusion appeared before her eyes.
A glans that seemed larger than her fist.
A shaft thicker than her wrist.
It was clearly a 'cock' disguised as a tentacle.
"Mmph, mmmph...!"
No.
If something like that goes in, I'll die.
It won't just be the pain of losing my virginity; my pussy might literally rip apart and kill me.
"Save...!!"
An involuntary cry for help tried to escape her, but a tentacle flying from the side instantly wrapped around Benia's face.
Whish.
Her vision was covered by the color of the tentacle. A tentacle pressed beneath her nose, its thick scent—reminiscent of a man's cum—stimulating her nostrils. Another tentacle coiled around her ear, plugging the canal.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The only thing she could hear was the sound of the tentacles moving.
Benia wanted to bite her tongue at the sensation of a tentacle seemingly licking the inside of her ear, but with the mass of mucus already in her mouth, she couldn't even close her jaw.
Slide.
A tentacle approached from behind and wrapped around her chest.
Squeezing her massive breasts—which had become difficult to even run with since she became a Half-Minotaur—in a spiral, the tentacle thrust its tip against her nipple.
"!!"
Slurp.
The protrusions on the tentacle began to lick her nipple like a tongue.
As if half a dozen tongues were rotating and licking at once, the tentacle's protrusions buried themselves against her breast and churned wetly.
Benia felt like she was going insane.
She wanted to believe that these sensations weren't true pleasure, but a forced addiction caused by the aphrodisiac.
However.
Her vision began to turn white instead of the color of the tentacles, her thighs tried to squeeze together of their own accord, and her hands involuntarily tightened around the tips of the tentacles she was forced to hold.
This was clearly her body struggling as it succumbed to an orgasm.
Amidst the small tentacle protrusions wrapping around her entire body, there was the terror of the thickest one, crawling like a snake in a circular motion.
Squish.
"!!"
The tiny protrusions that had wedged into her chastity belt were pushed out, and the massive tentacle—reminiscent of a giant cock—shoved its head inside and began to claim Benia's pussy.
"......!!"
It was thick.
And huge.
It was a size completely different from any dildo, any finger, or even the cock of the man she had sex with before she was cursed.
If she were impaled by something this size, the pain of being torn apart would surely be fatal from the very start.
But.
Glug.
"......?!"
The cock, which had been pressing against her vaginal walls as it entered, suddenly stopped.
As soon as it had entered about two knuckles deep, the cock remained at the vaginal opening. Benia felt a chill run down her spine at the vivid sensation from within.
It was a sensation she had never felt in her life.
The tentacle swept against Benia's vaginal walls like a human tongue, and soon, something began to wedge its way out from its tip.
Gurgle, glug.
Mucus? Or cum?
No.
It was another tentacle inside the tentacle.
The tip of the thick tentacle split open, and mucus flowed out like a tentacle from within, beginning to fill the space.
Like a tongue that had been licking upward suddenly pressing flat against the skin the moment it reached the underbust, the tentacle adhered perfectly to 'it' and burrowed inside.
Benia felt like she was truly losing her mind.
Her hymen wasn't being torn.
The tentacle.
Was sticking.
To the hymen.
And wedging itself through the opening.
It wasn't piercing the hole with a hammer; it was like pouring plaster into a mold to preserve its shape.
Lick, lick.
"!!!"
As if every strand of the split mucus had become a tongue, the tentacle licked the hymen, keeping its form perfectly intact.
It was maddening.
Benia felt like she would lose consciousness from the strange, unprecedented sensation.
Splurt.
"Haah, haah, haah."
The mass of mucus in her mouth had completely melted at some point.
The outer casing burst, and the thick mucus inside flowed down Benia's throat.
"Haaaah..."
But Benia could neither swallow nor spit it out. In her hazy state of mind, her entire consciousness was forced to focus on the sensations below.
Squeeze.
Finally, the tip of the tentacle reached Benia's deepest point.
Despite being able to go further, the tentacle—bunched into the shape of a cock—succeeded in touching Benia's cervix while 'maintaining the perfect shape of her hymen.'
Glug.
"!!"
The tentacle inside her pussy pulled back slightly.
Benia's entire body trembled at the shock, as if her vaginal walls were being peeled from the inside.
Squeeze.
The cock entered again.
Pressing deep against the cervix, the tentacle vividly licked the folds of her vaginal walls, shoving its protrusions between them.
Glug, glug.
If she squeezed her pussy, could she somehow stop this sensation?
Could she endure it somehow?
If.
If it were possible—
"Uuugh...!"
The tentacle wrapped around her neck pressed against Benia's mouth again.
Forcibly pressing her jaw and head together so her mouth couldn't open, it shoved the tip of a tentacle against Benia's lips.
"!!"
A forced kiss with a tentacle.
Protrusions even wedged between her lips and teeth; it felt as if she were kissing a tentacle-cock.
She wanted to die.
She hadn't run away for things to end like this.
If she had known this would happen, she should have bowed her head to Ruji Fermaton, even if it meant taking a punch to the face instead of her breasts.
However.
That man simply made a slave like her look straight at him.
As if telling her to look at a cautionary tale, he pointed at Benia with his armored finger.
Squish.
The tentacle protrusion that had been in her ear pulled out.
The sound of the tentacles that had been echoing in her ear stopped for a moment, and a low vibration pierced her eardrum.
[You know, tentacle monsters... they perform spawning on the females they capture.]
"......!!"
Spawning.
Tentacles.
And.
Splurt.
Something.
Mucus began to pump into Benia's womb.
"N-no...!"
Benia, barely managing to turn her head, desperately wanted to scream for help.
Slurp.
The monster rubbed the tentacle against her lips again.
And while still leaving her hymen intact, it pressed and tickled her entire pussy with a bundle of tentacles, ejaculating mucus into her uterus.
"......♥︎"
Amidst the 'pleasure' that dragged everything down into the abyss, Benia's eyes slowly began to fill with darkness.
Even then.
The monster's tentacle protrusions continued to vividly lick Benia's hymen.