Making a Pathetic Knight -4
She ends up fighting tentacles disguised as an Orc.
If anything, the Orc is just a tiny bit stronger than regular soldiers.
But it's way weaker than a King Wolf.
"Urk..."
For now, she forces her body up and somehow gets ready to fight.
She grabs her disobedient sword somehow.
Tremble tremble tremble...♡
The sword feels heavy, but she can still cut down an Orc or two.
'No.'
Drop.
Bersia drops her sword.
'A heavy sword won't help.'
Even with all these penalties weighing her down right now, she could handle an Orc barehanded.
Not with skill—with pure brute strength, she could crush an Orc no problem.
So...
'I can do this...'
-Uwaaa!!!
She takes a breath and carefully observes the charging Orc.
Haa haa...♡
Her vagina, fucked hundreds of times by dozens of King Wolves, is still stinging, but she quickly regulates her breathing.
'Yeah, Orcs are simpletons, so I've got the edge in technique and adaptability.'
Honestly, in a one-on-one with an Orc, Bersia could just charge right in and clash head-on like this.
She'd win in a straight-up contest of strength.
But who knows how many Orcs that damn tentacle has lined up?
She needs to conserve energy and move efficiently.
-Uwaaa!!!
'Yeah, let's calmly assess its body.'
She closely observes the Orc's form.
The female knight, her mind recovered and turned cold hunter once more, sizes up the Orc.
'More muscle in the legs than the arms.'
"Eek..."
She lets out a small scream as she notices something.
Obviously not from fear of the Orc's charge.
It's the Orc's penis shaking even more wildly as it charges.
Painted green like an Orc's, but the shape is that tentacle penis she hates most.
'Calm down.'
'Just win.'
She lightly deflects the charging Orc.
Then with a single straight punch—
Drop.
"...?"
It's a punch that should've punched a hole right through the Orc's solar plexus.
But the Orc takes zero damage.
-Hahaha, it looks exactly like an Orc, but does it have the same strength?
Only then does she realize why this tentacle gave her time to prepare.
-Uwaaa!!!
The Orc swings its arm in apparent rage.
"Eek."
She barely blocks the attack.
"...?"
Her arm stings.
More like it's throbbing from massive damage.
And the sheer power makes the female knight grimace.
'This isn't an Orc...'
It's not just a tough Orc.
It's some other freakish powerhouse wrapped in Orc skin.
Its movements and attacks, even its appearance—it's a perfect Orc.
But way too strong.
"Damn it..."
Her sword won't obey, and her body's already drained from repeated gangbangs.
Against an enemy she could've bisected in one swing if her sword worked right, she's struggling.
Thud!
She's forced to dodge another Orc charge.
'Yeah, I can do this.'
She recalls how to fight tough opponents.
'Slowly pile damage on one spot.'
Whoosh.
Thwack!
-Uwaaa!!!
Thwack.
Swish.
Thwack.
She hits and retreats, avoiding counterattacks while stacking damage on one area.
Whoosh.
"Haa haa..."
But she's already low on stamina.
In this state, even deflecting attacks—let alone fully dodging—is too much.
Whoosh.
Swish.
And then—
-Uwaaa!!!
'I have to block this one...!'
Her exhausted body fails a single dodge.
She at least spreads her arms to guard her chest.
But the Orc changes the punch's trajectory mid-swing.
'Danger—!'
Splat!!!
"Kuuk!?!!?"
The Orc's fist doesn't hit her chest—it slams her abdomen.
Right into her lower belly, precisely where her uterus sits.
The Orc's fist lands perfectly.
"Huuek..."
Liquid leaks from her mouth.
"Hueeeuk..."
Dribble dribble dribble...
The blow's sheer force crushes her lower belly.
Her bladder gives out on its own to relieve the pressure, pissing herself.
-Uwuh...
Thud.
As the embedded fist pulls free, she collapses right there.
No—her upper body flops forward naturally.
Her face plants right in her own piss puddle, but she can't even move anymore.
In a real fight, she'd be dead.
But for the current Bersia, something even worse awaits.
"Uwaaa..."
Tremble tremble tremble...
The Orc grabs the pathetic, shaking female knight.
It lifts one leg, and now it's obvious what comes next.
"Wait...! I haven't even recovered yet...!!!"
Her uterus still screams from the stinging pain in her lower belly.
But the Orc just sets Bersia atop its penis.
"No—!"
Squish♡
The Orc shoves the female knight straight down.
Her body slides down bit by bit from the pressure on her shoulders...
Cruuunch!!!
"...Huh?"
The violent Orc rams her all the way down.
Shiver shiver shiver...
"Eek..."
Her body bends at a dangerous angle.
And in her twisted vision, she sees the Orc.
The Orc treating her not like a living being, but a fleshlight—with its brutal thrusts.
But her tentacle-modified vagina converts everything to pleasure.
Pain to pleasure entirely.
And excessive pleasure turns back into agony.
"Kkuuuuk...!!!"
She feels herself breaking from the pleasure surging from below.
No one's around to heed the female knight's scream-like wail.
Plunge♡ Plunge!!!
As the Orc nears ejaculation, its shaking speeds up instead.
"Eek♡ Huuk♡"
Her resolve to endure as a tough knight crumbled long ago.
She just prays this ends quickly.
But it's an Orc designed to cum a few to dozens of times before retreating.
-Uwaaa!!!
Whether it reads her mind or not, it pounds even harder.
"Uk♡ Eek♡"
Normally, brutal pounding from a penis like this should hurt like hell.
'Don't want this...♡'
But it's the opposite.
The pleasure's so intense it wrecks her mind.
'Getting raped like this and climaxing...!'
"Huguguguguguguuk!!!!!"
The Orc suddenly slams its penis even deeper.
The impact rips an even fiercer moan from her than before.
And the follow-up assault.
Gurgle♡ Gurgle♡
The Orc ejaculates while buried deep inside.
"Kkuhiiiik!!!"
Her uterus fills with the monster's sticky semen.
It pumps so hard she swears she can see her lower belly bulging with fluid.
-Uwaa...
But that's just once.
Dozens more to go, at least a few...
"Help me..."
The female knight screams.
"Someone fucking saaaave meeee!!!"
But the only ones who could hear are the tentacles.
Countless tentacles disguised as monsters, just waiting their turn.
Of course, plenty more Orcs are lined up too.
After that, she resisted a few more times.
But she lost every single one.
All resistance earned her was even stronger, fiercer climaxes.
And now, the female knight's spirit crumbles one step further.
-Uwaaa...
Two more Orcs approach her again.
Could she manage if she ran instead of fought?
Or maybe a sneak attack?
Whatever the odds, the female knight's choice is set.
"Eeeek!!!"
She drops flat and kowtows.
-Uwaaa!!
Even the Orc's roar is smaller than before.
"H-Here...♡ It's here♡"
Terrified out of her mind, the female knight even bends over on her own, presenting her vagina to the Orcs.
-Uwuh...
The Orc's roar quiets.
"Y-Yes♡ Yeah, so♡ Gently♡♡♡ S-Slowly...♡♡♡♡♡"
She begs mercy from the two Orcs with cutesy baby talk she'd never use on humans.
And gets fucked.
Pang pang pang♡
But it's gentler than before.
The reward for dropping to all fours and spreading her vagina is too sweet.
'Way better than last time...♡'
-Uwaaa!!!
But if she zones out mid-fuck, the Orc gets a bit rougher.
'Sorry♡ Sorry♡'
Thud thud thud♡♡♡
She's learning to flatter monsters bit by bit.
And each time, she gets fucked way more gently than before.
Resist an unwinnable monster?
Or... spread her vagina and beg for mercy.
'Spreading first means they fuck softer, so beg every time...♡'
She etches that thought deep into her mind.
At some point, even the main body tentacle vanishes from her thoughts.
Her head fills with the idea that real monsters are raping her.
When this ends, can the female knight pick up her sword against monsters again?