The tentacles are...♡ my ovaries...♡
The tentacles are...♡ my ovaries...♡
Inside the damp secret chamber of the magic tower.
Celine lay on a massive marble table with her legs spread wide, having stripped off her robe completely.
Her soft, moist pussy was exposed starkly to the morning air.
Her vaginal opening, which had been ruthlessly ravaged and crushed by the Tower Master's absurdly massive cock, could no longer close completely, gaping open as it continuously trickled sticky love juice.
The silver piercings piercing her nipples trembled finely with her shallow breaths, emitting faint, tingling currents of electricity.
"Spreading your legs today on your own without me even asking. You're properly getting into the posture of a bitch."
The Tower Master approached the table, wearing a satisfied smirk.
"You said it was the condition to read the third grimoire, so I am simply complying without complaint. Hurry up with your cock... no, proceed with the ritual."
Celine tried hard to put on a haughty voice, but her inner thighs were already trembling faintly.
Held in the Tower Master's hand was not his usual ferocious cock, but a bizarre, slimy tentacle that seemed to breathe with life, radiating dark-red magic and sprouting countless suction cups and nodules across its surface.
The tentacle, about the length of a forearm, wriggled while holding its tip erect, as if fawning over its master.
"Oho. You look disappointed that it's not a cock."
"Stop talking nonse... Hngh!?"
Without any warning, the Tower Master shoved the blunt tip of the tentacle into Celine's wet vaginal opening.
As the warm, slick foreign object forced its way through her tender mucous membranes, Celine's waist bucked up off the table and began to squirm about.
Like a parasite finding its rightful home, the tentacle ruthlessly expanded Celine's tight vaginal walls and burrowed inward at a fierce speed.
"Hiiik! It-it hurts...! Too deep... Ugh...!!"
"Stay still. This is the magic catalyst that will play with your empty womb all day long."
Passing through her vaginal entrance, the tentacle twisted open her cervix and drove straight into her womb in an instant.
At the heavy sensation of mass filling up her belly completely, Celine's pupils trembled violently.
Yet the tentacle's movement did not stop there.
The tip of the tentacle nestled in the center of her womb split into two branches, slowly creeping up along the narrow and sensitive fallopian tubes extending to the left and right.
"Gyaaah!! N-no...!! In-inside there, if you enter there...!! Hwoook...♡♡"
"Khehe, how does it feel to have it burrow deep into your fallopian tubes, where even my cock couldn't reach? I will thoroughly scrape the most sensitive roots of your mana circuits."
The ends of the two-pronged tentacle that passed through the fallopian tubes finally reached Celine's ovaries on both sides.
The tentacle, bristling with nodules, coiled tightly around her delicate ovaries like snakes, secreting sticky mucus as it began to roughly lick and crush their surfaces.
"Hyeeek-!!♡♡ Ah, ahhh...!! M-my mind is going blank...!! My ovaries... my ovaries are melting awayyy...!!♡♡"
A beast-like moan burst from Celine's mouth.
Her nipple piercings rattled as they clattered against the table, and her splayed legs thrashed about frantically.
Simultaneously, the main shaft of the tentacle resting inside her womb thickened, its suction cups repeatedly clamping tightly onto the inner uterine walls and pulling away.
At the violent friction stirring and scraping the walls of her womb, Celine's reason was shattered beyond recognition.
"Haa... Love juice is pouring out of this tight hole like a waterfall. Does it feel like you're about to ovulate just because your ovaries are being toyed with?"
"Euok...! Ok! Eut...♡ The-the womb... it's churning through my whole belly...♡ It-it feels good... It feels so good to have my ovaries scraped...♡ It's a precious place... that makes eggs...♡"
"Answer clearly with those lewd lips of yours. That you will continue adventuring all day today with this tentacle firmly lodged inside your womb."
"Haaat...♡ Y-yes...!! With the Tower Master-nim's tentacle... shoved into my mage hole... nngh...♡ I will walk around the dungeon...!!♡♡"
Celine nodded vigorously, drool trickling continuously from the corner of her mouth.
As the tentacle squeezed her ovaries tightly once more, an overwhelming uterine climax surged through her spine.
"Euhyeeeeek----!!!!!!♡♡♡"
Celine's body stiffened rigidly, spraying clear love juice in all directions.
When her gaze, which had been wandering through empty air, slowly regained focus, the Tower Master was roughly stroking the base of the tentacle protruding slightly from her vaginal opening.
"Keep this in mind. This tentacle reacts to your mana. Every time you use magic, it will squeeze your ovaries and scrape your womb. If you pull it out halfway or get caught, there will never be another grimoire."
Celine felt the unpleasant pulsation of the tentacle bulging in her lower belly, barely managing to bite her bloodless lip.
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The dank, humid passageway on the 20th floor of the dungeon.
The party was walking along the narrow stone path stretching toward the boss room.
"Haha! The 20th-floor boss room is finally right before our eyes! Once I take the head of a Demon King's army executive, the entire Empire will be shaken!"
Ars strode forward gallantly with his iron sword resting on his shoulder. An arrogant confidence without a single shred of doubt overflowed from behind his back.
"Good grief, doesn't that idiot ever get tired? It's humid as hell, so can't he walk a little slower?"
Lena grumbled, wiping the sweat glistening on the nape of her neck.
At the very rear of the party.
Celine and Maria walked side by side, engaged in an internal struggle more desperate than anyone else's.
Maria's gait was bizarrely awkward.
Her two hands gently cupped her lower belly over her loose cleric robes. This was because Lazarus's Semen Egg, nestled deep inside her abdomen, thudded and rubbed against her uterine walls as it rolled around with every step she took.
On top of that, breast milk continually seeped from her nipples, dampening her clothes.
However, Celine's condition was far more terrible than Maria's.
"Haa... Eut..."
Celine walked with her thighs rubbing tightly against each other, clutching the hem of her robe.
The magic tentacle firmly lodged inside her pussy churned all around, scraping her uterine lining as if with hooks the entire time she walked.
The ends of the tentacle wrapped tightly around her ovaries continuously rolled their nodules while secreting fine mucus.
"Celine...? Your complexion looks so pale. You're breaking out in a massive cold sweat..."
Maria gasped for breath and gently caught hold of Celine's arm.
"Don't mind me... Eut! Ugh...♡"
The moment she spoke, the tentacle gouged fiercely into the inside of her fallopian tubes.
Celine's knees buckled and she nearly collapsed on the spot, but Maria hurriedly supported her.
The instant their bodies touched, Celine could clearly sense the sweet scent of breast milk drifting from Maria's chest, as well as the outline of the bulging Semen Egg through her clothes.
"Maria... did you... come here carrying that old bastard's egg in your belly again, too...?"
Celine whispered in a suppressed voice.
"Hngh... Yes... Right after giving birth, I spread my legs again... and took in so much sticky semen... that an egg the size of a fist is rolling around inside my belly...♡"
Maria's eyes wavered with pleasure and shame.
The noble saintess and the haughty mage walked down the narrow corridor, harboring evidence inside their bodies that only the two of them knew.
"Hey! Celine, Maria! Why are you lagging behind so much! Catch up quickly!"
Ars, who was leading the way, turned around and waved his hand vigorously.
"I-I'm sorry! We'll be right there...!"
Maria replied, making an effort to feign a bright voice.
Celine also forced strength into her trembling legs and quickened her pace.
Her own love juice running down her thighs thoroughly soaked her panties, and the unpleasant yet lewd sensation of it trickling down her thighs to her calves pricked at her skin.
Finally, the party arrived before the massive iron doors of the 20th-floor boss room, but thick iron chains and a seal of red magic were wrapped tightly around the entire iron door.
"Alright, Celine! Just like last time, smash that barrier with your magic! My sword ki will take care of the finishing blow!"
Ars snapped his fingers cockily toward Celine.
'Haa... I'm going crazy. If I draw up mana here... I know all too well how the tentacle will react...!'
Celine bit her lip and raised her staff forward.
She had no justification to refuse Ars's instruction. It was the moment she steadied her breath and began to draw up mana from the depths of her dantian.
Udeudeuk-! Kkumteul!
"Hiiik!?"
As the concentration of mana inside Celine's body spiked rapidly, the magic tentacle coiled inside her womb began to expand madly and writhe violently.
The two-pronged tips that wrapped around her ovaries turned sharp, frantically scraping and grinding as if poised to tear the tender ovarian tissue to shreds.
"Heuooook...!! Euk! Ok...!!"
As a beast-like moan threatened to escape Celine's mouth, she hastily covered her mouth with the sleeve of the hand holding her staff.
"Celine? What's wrong? Having trouble focusing?"
Ars tilted his head with a puzzled look.
Lena also furrowed her brow, watching Celine's trembling back.
"N-no... eut! It's ancient magic, so... the casting is just a bit... heavy...!"
Celine crossed her legs tightly and forced herself to begin chanting the ancient language.
With every single phrase she uttered, the suction cups clinging to the walls of her womb repeatedly sucked hard on the inner mucous membranes and released. Her vision flashed white from the merciless stimulation, feeling as if her womb would be ripped out whole.
"The red that scorches the atmosphere... hngh! Abyss's... euh-ok...!!"
The closer the incantation raced toward its end, the more the mana inside her body rampaged, and the tentacle's movements reached the height of violence.
The base of the tentacle protruding from her pussy mercilessly battered her wet labia and clitoris, and her entire vaginal wall melted in burning pleasure.
"Breath of the Abyss...!!"
It was the moment Celine thrust her staff forward and chanted the final spell.
The tentacle, burrowed deep into her fallopian tubes, crushed her ovaries to their absolute limit while ruthlessly raking down the entire uterine wall at the same time.
"Ohoook!!!♡♡♡"
A desperate scream that was impossible to distinguish between a magic incantation or an orgasmic moan echoed through the corridor in front of the boss room.
Massive blood-red flames erupting from the tip of her staff engulfed the barrier on the iron door, generating an explosive roar.
Kwaaaaang-!!
Immense heat and dust scattered in every direction.
Yet behind that tumultuous explosion, Celine, her eyes completely unfocused, had reached a wild climax while still standing.
Her vaginal opening convulsed wildly, pouring out love juice like a waterfall, and her legs trembled violently, having lost even the strength to stand.
The magic tentacle gripped her ovaries as if forcing ovulation, continuously secreting mucus.
"Hahaha! Perfect! As expected, magic cast while drawing on my energy is the absolute best for breaking barriers!"
As the dust cleared, Ars drew his sword in front of the shattered iron door and cheered.
He fixed his gaze solely on the enemies beyond the broken door, completely oblivious to the fact that Celine had just cum while standing as if wetting herself while her ovaries were scraped by a magic tentacle.
"Haa... Eut... Haaa...♡"
Celine barely supported her body by using her staff as a crutch, doing nothing but gasping for breath.
Only Maria, standing beside her while clutching the Semen Egg in her belly, cast a pitiful glance at the puddle of clear love juice dripping from between Celine's legs and soaking the floor.