Beneath the Ruins of an Ancient Future (4)
The sensation of something invading the soft inner lining of my womb—a place nothing should ever enter, a place that must never be touched unless I were carrying a child—was beyond words. There simply wasn’t a word in any language capable of describing it.
It felt like countless thread-like things had filled my uterus completely and were crawling around inside me like a centipede with thousands of legs. It should have been a revolting, vomit-inducing foreign sensation, yet—
“Haaah… ugh… nngh… hnnk… Ah♡ Uuht, uhh… ngh…”
My brain had been thoroughly rewritten to convert every sensation—even pain—into ecstasy. So every time one of the demon’s slender tentacles brushed against me, I gasped sharply and thrashed helplessly in an orgasm so intense it felt like I was suffocating.
‘W-wait… The tentacles… they’re wrapping around my arms and legs…’
Several of the demon’s appendages slithered over my body like they were embracing me. Each thick tentacle that stroked my naked white skin was unbearably stimulating, and the hundreds of sniffing nostrils—along with every breath they took—were so sensual that every inch of my flesh was drenched in pleasure.
‘It’s… smelling me?!’
‘Hypnotic fragrance. Originates from this world’s divinity. Positive records related to predation. Forced regeneration function presumed.’
‘I-I see… So my… bread scent… is some kind of god-given hypnotic… thing…’
With what little reason I had left, I thought that much, but the loving caresses over my entire body and inside my womb felt so good that my fingers and toes kept twitching and spasming. I knew I looked pathetic, like a frog wired to electrodes, but I couldn’t control my body at all.
‘B-because… it feels… ehehe… soooo gooood… ehet…’
“Higgh… u-ugh… Heuuuuuuuuh!? U-aaaht… Ah♡”
While I stared blankly at the specimens decorating the walls, imagining my own miserable end among those pitiful creatures drawn here by fake curiosity, I came again with pathetic ease.
I say “came,” but it was nothing like the ordinary climaxes I’d known—whether from embracing a man I liked during my travels or from masturbating inside a sleeping bag by the roadside before drifting off. This was a tidal wave of pleasure built from layer upon layer of dopamine pushed to its absolute limit, diligently destroying my brain.
As I drooled helplessly from my slack mouth, offering my brain and womb without the slightest resistance, I suddenly felt something… dangerous.
“Ugh… haa… ngh… W-what… is…! M-magic… mana circulation… is…”
‘High-quality mana source. Superior circulatory system. Plan revised. Proliferation expected.’
“Ugh!!”
It seemed the plan to keep watching a human female climax sexually had changed. Once again, a string of incomprehensible concepts swept through my mind, but because my brain had already been torn apart, the intent flowed into me directly, as if being injected straight into my skull.
‘Th-this… It’s going to use me… use my mana to…’
I couldn’t believe it. A fate far crueler than simply being turned into a fresh, eternal specimen and mounted on a wall was waiting for me.
‘Additional production of mana-condensed intelligent bodies. Reassigned for use in reproduction experiments.’
‘Re… production…’
It meant using me—using my mana—to create more demons, condensed masses of mana that moved as if alive, just like itself. So that was how those little demons had been made.
‘Human female specimen. After experiment concludes, mana circulatory system depletion and death expected. High value in risk taken.’
I see. So I was going to become the demon’s test subject… have my mana devoured, become a mana source that gave birth to little demons… and die like that. If that was what the demon—my teacher—wanted, then I would gladly do it. I smiled brightly.
“Ehehehe…”
And as if in response to that broken laugh, the tentacles that had been stirring inside my womb suddenly felt like they were taking root.
“Huk!!!? Ah, ah… it hurts… It hurts… why…?”
My brain had been remade so thoroughly that I shouldn’t have been able to feel pain. And yet it hurt. Tears streamed down my face in confusion as I thrashed, desperate to escape the agony. The tentacles that had been licking my whole body so lovingly moments ago had already bound my wrists and ankles, so my struggling was nothing more than a pathetic pantomime.
‘Ah… ngh…! M-mana… it’s… The mana is directly… connected to the demon… Is that why… I can feel pain…? Nngh!!!’
The demon had driven a thread-thin tentacle deep into my womb and was now directly tampering with my mana circulatory system. Mana was the essence of life—no, the essence of existence itself, beyond mere life. When condensed, it could create the miracle called magic, or even give birth to demons possessing will and intellect.
Which meant… right now…
I was being violated in the very core of my existence.
So even if my nerves had been rewired to turn pain into pleasure, I couldn’t help but feel agony and terror. My instincts screamed. I didn’t want to disappear. I didn’t want to be erased from every world forever.
“N-no… I’d rather… be a specimen… okay? I want to be a specimen… Dying is better… okay? Please, just let me die… I’m pretty, aren’t I…? And I smell nice… because I’m the daughter of a bakery… Please… just kill—”
The moment I begged like that, something inside my brain stirred violently—
stirred
stirred, stirred stirred stirred stirred stirred stirred stirred stirred stirred
“Haaheeeeh!? Ah… ah…? Eh… nngh… Et… E? E… Aeh…? E… hehe… e… Ah… Ah?”
Oh, oh… Kaira wet herself. Drip drip drip… Ehehe, it’s dirty. Weird. Kaira is an adult. Kaira looks small and childlike, but she’s still an adult. Hehehe, she’s an adult, so she sold her body… and lived by sucking men’s cocks.
But why did she pee? Ahaha, still feels good though. I wanna keep peeing… Ahahaha. Yellow stuff… yellow on the floor, steaming, smells like bread. Tasty.
“Ubp!? Ump… Ogh… o-op… uup… up… Ummp… Hook♡”
Ahahahaha, Teacher came inside me♡ Doesn’t taste like anything, ahaha, but Kaira tastes good, right? Will you eat Kaira’s flesh? But… butbutbutbutbuuuut… doing this feels wrong… and my heart’s pounding so hard…
If I stay like this…
Kaira… Kaira will…
disappear…
Kaira…
“Ooh!? Oghup…”
Ah♡ Teacher came into my butthole toooo… It’s dirty… dirty there, but it feels… heehee… so gooood… Kaira is melting… disappearing…
“Ogh… ok, ughk… Obop… Op♡”
Ehehehehehe. So fun… My belly’s squirming… ahaha, inside Kaira’s tummy… it’s being touuuuched… it’s theeeere…
“Ah…”
The thing that went in my mouth… and the one that went in my butthole… Teacher’s cock? The two cocks… met each other inside meeee… Hehe… Kaira, like this…
Her mana… being sucked away…
Ah…
Kaira… is disappearing…
“Oop… ot… Ubup, ummp… Mubuuup…♡”
Ehehehe. I… didn’t… disappear.
But… I don’t know… how long… it’s been… since Teacher connected… to my mana circulatory system… and started… absorbing my mana.
I’ll… disappear soon… probably.
I mustn’t. It’s bad. I don’t want… to disappear. I know I don’t want it, I know… but I don’t resist. Because I’m too happy. A female exists to give birth. Whether it’s a human baby or a demon baby, a baby is a baby.
“Hibun… hyohaaaaaaa……”
It’s just… a shame… that once all my mana is sucked away… and I disappear… the happiness… will end too.
My… Kaira’s brain… must be almost destroyed… physically, chemically, and magically. I don’t know how I’m still maintaining thought. It would be happier… if I became a thoughtless sack of meat. What a waste.
“Hubuuuup!?”
My belly… is hugely swollen. Feeling the movement inside my bloated stomach, I let out a moan.
It seemed the plan was to use a human female’s womb as an incubator for raising baby demons. It reminded me of what Rin had done to me long ago, of becoming a lunchbox for bug larvae, and that made me feel warm and content.
A pregnancy pouch for raising babies. Kaira’s happiness.
Something trickled down over my emaciated body, ribs clearly visible after days without food. From my breasts—now so starved that their curves were almost unrecognizable—milk slowly leaked from my nipples. Had starvation ruined my hormones? Or had the brain-tampering forcibly altered me to produce milk?
‘Ehehe… Precious food… to feed the baby…’
The illumination magic had run out, leaving the room dark, but the softly glowing streams of mana-rich milk—meant to nourish the baby—lit up the space. Since it was a demon baby, of course it had to be fed with magic.
“Hahuuht… Eh…?”
Just then, two thick tentacles descended from Teacher’s main body. They swayed right in front of my eyes, thick appendages covered in ordinary eyes, noses, ears, and tongues. I stared at the two tentacles in a daze. The dozens of eyes that had bloomed on them looked at me for a moment before stretching downward.
“Ugh…?”
A pitch-black tentacle flicked its tongue and fluttered—
“Hyat!?”
—and lunged at my chest.
‘Ah… it’s sucking… it’s suuuucking…’
My breasts had always been small, and after starving until all the fat was gone, they looked no different from a boy’s. Teacher’s tentacle, with its dozens of tongue-like appendages sprouting from it, licked them. It licked Kaira’s breasts, her nipples, and the pale blue-white mana-filled breast milk.
‘Taste receptors of mana condensate. Criteria satisfied. Suitable for rearing small condensates.’
The tentacles gathered over my chest like a coiled snake. My clearly visible ribs, my breasts where the mammary glands lay modestly hidden beneath flat skin—Teacher seemed to like Kaira’s milk. I was so happy…
“Hit!? Hiiiiiigh!? Eub… ngh… Muhuuuuup!!?! Bhe… het♡”
‘Hyaaaaah… something… something’s on my nipple…’
“Hiiiiiigh!?!?”
I passed out for a brief moment. What my unfocused, trembling eyes saw were thin tentacles, as fine as strands of hair, extending from the tip of the appendage and gently stimulating my nipple.
‘Ngh… My nipples, only my nipples… are being obsessively stimulated… it’s… it’s heeeere… This, this is… embarrassing… and weird, I shouldn’t… be doing this… but it feels… ngh♡ so gooood… I’m so happy…’
I could feel fresh mana being swallowed up through the tips of the tentacles. Kaira, ehehe, Kaira’s body… was remade for this… only for this. I’m going to die… if I don’t turn back time… I won’t be able to go back anymore… No, the wounds left on my soul, on my very existence… are too deep… Even if I rewind time… I might go completely insane…
Ah, ah♡
Yes… Kaira likes it… likes it, ah… While my breasts are being sucked, while I shamefully spray piss everywhere… slowly having my mana absorbed… going mad… becoming a shriveled mummy-like corpse… a dried-up thing that still smells of bread… and being hideously mounted as a specimen like that…
Please do that to meeeeeee…
I’m so happy…
Ngh♡