Judgment of the Grasslands (3)
Even with my reason shattered into fragments and completely torn apart by the pain, realizing that the desperate thought I had just acted on was something I should never have done was not difficult.
It would have been stranger not to notice. From deep inside my body…, from the depths of my womb, the sensation of something shadowy taking on substance and writhing… was vivid enough to feel even amid that horrific agony.
‘W-wait…, I, just now…, wha…, what……!!’
Simply because I did not want to die, I had called upon the one being I should never have summoned. If that entity seized my body again, it would likely devour my consciousness entirely, which would be no different from death.
No…, it would be worse than death.
Once my consciousness was completely consumed, the empty shell of my body would become something far more terrifying than the Demon King I had struggled so hard to defeat—an existence that had received the full blessing of the Outer Gods, a vessel personally chosen by a god that would endanger the world.
The precious empire that still held my beloved family and people who remembered me fondly…, Riaska, the world itself.
‘Aah…, this feeling. I understand……. It’s coming, it’s coming…, to me…….’
The inside of my body was being dyed with the void that connected to the outside of the world. I understood it instinctively. Any living creature would recognize this horrific sensation of erosion.
It had been waiting. Without sending even a single whisper, it had simply lurked until my will weakened enough to sincerely desire its help. Yes. As a god capable of weaving grand schemes, it would certainly possess that level of cunning.
Now I would be swallowed. I…, my memories, my will, everything, every proof that I had existed, would be devoured….
‘I’m sorry, Pirel……. Azalea, I’m sorry……. Please, the monster born after I disappear…, please, someone…, stop it…….’
This would be the end for me. Kaira…, the soul that had lived as Lee Sun-hyeon and every life before that.
Little by little,
my consciousness….
was fading….
…not?
‘…? I’m alive? There’s no feeling of my consciousness being swallowed or my body being taken over like last time…….’
Only the pain had disappeared. No…, the pain was still there. It had merely been dulled by magic; I could still feel my body, crushed like minced meat, on the verge of death from bleeding or organ failure at any moment.
Only…, yes, only the rock-bent ram’s enormous penis that had ground my insides into this state was no longer felt. It was as if it had been transported to another world.
‘Another world……. Ah, that’s it…….’
I remembered the great magic “Astina’s Sacrifice” that Viran had told me about—the one where the mages who participated in the expedition to subdue the dark dragon Kr-zaan had pooled all their power to tear space itself apart. The dragon had vanished through the rift as the gate to the beyond opened.
‘So that’s what happened. Instead of taking my body…, it tore space apart and sent that…, absurdly sized cock beyond…, didn’t it…….’
I had thought this was the ideal moment for it to seize my body, but apparently that was not the case for this entity.
The way it helped was so absurd that a hollow laugh escaped my lips. I could only barely hold onto my consciousness as it scattered like falling asleep, so the laugh never became sound.
Sudden fatigue washed over me. The world receded, leaving me unable to think properly. It felt less like being devoured or possessed by something beyond, and more like the exhaustion that comes with severe injury or fatigue.
Only then did I notice my abdomen swelling as blood and fluids filled my ruptured organs, and the blood flowing from my torn vagina and ruptured uterus staining the floor.
‘Of course. Just because the pressure is gone doesn’t mean the wounds have healed. My body… is dying.’
The rock-bent ram’s penis was in another world, yet the mating-crazed male sheep continued to thrust violently, as if its precious organ were still attached.
Now would be fine to rewind time. I would not end up fused with the ram’s penis for life in some ridiculous outcome.
…Even if that happened, there had been no choice. To survive. I did not know how many seconds remained before death by blood loss or acute organ failure.
‘Rewind…….’
And then, accompanied by the now-familiar sensation of time twisting—almost as comforting as a mother’s embrace—everything rewound. At least my body returned to that of a nineteen-year-old, four months in. …I was still naked, still pinned beneath the ram in that unsightly position.
As the pain-numbing magic that had dominated my body lifted, all the dulled sensations returned at once. I did not feel pain. Far from it…….
“Hhhk!?”
As my body trembled and a heated moan escaped, the ram’s enormous eyes—larger than my head—glanced at me once. Its gaze seemed to ask whether there were females that reacted this way. Regardless, its hips kept thrusting.
‘Wha…, what is this, wha…, hyaa……?’
Suddenly, a pleasure like a whip striking my vividly restored organs struck my entire body. The climax arrived without warning, and while still pinned beneath the ram’s penis, drool soaked my chin.
It did not feel like my consciousness was being devoured. Strangely, there was no sign of that entity beyond trying to take everything from me. It seemed to intend only to provide the help of connecting the inside of my precious crevice to another world—and nothing more.
The problem was…, the impossible, the forbidden, the sensation of continuous climax…….
‘It’s just…, like being stimulated inside…, isn’t it…….’
Every single fold inside my vagina felt as if it were being meticulously stimulated by a human-sized penis.
“Why, whyyy……. Hng♡ Th-that’s…, it hurts, then……. Su-suddenly…, it feels, good…, wh-whyaa♡”
The rock-bent ram’s movements grew even more violent at my words.
Perhaps it interpreted my broken, delirious muttering—uttered while unable to form coherent thoughts amid the climax that felt like my brain was being seared—as the excited cries of a female in heat.
Around that time, something pulsed. Though the root of the penis the ram had forced inside was stimulating the edges of my brutally stretched vagina, most of it was touring some unknown neighboring world…, so there was no way I could feel the sensation of ejaculation.
Yet…, the throbbing blood vessels, the hot semen carrying the massive body’s body heat, the sensation of several dozen liters of male fluid pouring directly into my body…….
That explosive heat, that stickiness, even the fishy smell and terrible taste felt as if they were pouring directly onto my tongue, covering my body. It was impossible. It was merely inside my vagina…, no, not even that—inside some unknown space.
‘I see, now……. It’s not…, the sensation of inside my vagina…, but o……. Hng♡’
Only now did I understand. I was moving my ‘body’ to gently caress the rock-bent ram’s penis. With seductive, relentless strokes that no male could endure, I squeezed it to the very end.
‘Inside the torn rift of the world…, tentacles are wrapped around……. The ram’s cock, hehe♡ is being squeezed, mercilessly…….’
Jet-black tentacles that reflected no light, as if shadow had gained substance. The space opened by tearing the world’s rift to protect my body was a horrifying place filled with such tentacles. But…….
‘Th-that’s right……. I, am feeling…, those tentacles’…, sensations, smells…….’
I was sharing all of it.
While moving each tentacle as I wished, treating the ram’s massive penis as if I could see it right in front of me, as if I were directly gripping the beloved male’s heart with my fingers,
using thick tentacles for dull spots and slender ones for sensitive areas, handling them delicately as if stroking a newborn, I was receiving every sensation the tentacles felt, translated into pleasure across the spatial rift…….
‘It feels good…. It’s not the ordinary feeling of embracing a man, but closer to happiness……. Literally, happiness from beyond the world……. I didn’t die. I didn’t lose myself. But…….’
At this rate,
I…….
Am I really…, still Kaira……?
‘I don’t know……. I don’t know, but for now…, I’m alive, so……. Yes, that’s right. Because I’m alive…….’
Yes. I was alive. Kaira’s body was alive, the identity of Kaira remained, and all memories—including those of my previous life—were intact. There was no feeling of some other will gnawing at me.
And…, unlike before, in the forest, in Viran’s cabin, or at the inn where everyone died because of me, when I had succumbed to corruption and become a monster steeped in shadow…, I felt no hostility toward this world.
Whether alive or dead, there was no urge to erode and violate everything, no impulse to become an angel or puppet crafted by an outer god to make the world easier for those beings to devour, no desire to destroy my precious homeland.
Therefore…….
I could be certain. I had not yet crossed over. There were no whispers, no attempts to seize control—whatever schemes it had, I had no obligation to guess the intentions of incomprehensible and even insincere gods from beyond. I knew such attempts were futile.
However…….
“Ugh……”
With my face buried in the dry straw, I writhed momentarily from dizziness sharper than the pleasure. Along with the vertigo, a vision covered my eyes, eroding reality.
‘Aah…….’
I understood why. This scene was…, the future. A future only moments away. I knew because…….
“Heh-heh……. Ah♡ Ahaah, y-yes, haaah……. Ehe, hehe……. Hik?! Hng♡ U-ugh……. Ahah, ahaha……. Haa♡ More, more…, do, it……. Huh? More…….”
The small female human with a slender frame that would stir protective instincts due to apparent malnutrition, a petite stature, unfocused red eyes, and bread-colored hair with a hint of silver strands tied neatly to one side as always—completely surrendering her body to the rock-bent ram, a male a hundred times superior to herself, rolling frantically on the ground soiled with the ram’s excrement and dry straw, tongue lolling out in a broken expression as she begged for more, devoid of any reason—
could only be me.
“Hehe……. My husband……? Yes, call, call me that…. Hyah♡ L-like that……. Huh? More……. I, can take, about ten, more…, loads of semen……. I-it’s, fine……. Hng?! Ah, it’s, starting, again……♡”
The vision that had suddenly covered my eyes disappeared just as abruptly as it had appeared.
This was my chance. Time to test whether I could change the future I had seen. Back then…, the impulse to change the future I saw in Viran’s cabin…, the impulse to harm Kurt or Gretchen…, I had barely suppressed because it was wrong.
Because Kaira was a good girl.
But now…, just a little. Yes, if I simply hardened my will a bit…, I could change the future. Surely…….
“Hyah!?”
The rock-bent ram’s movements, which had slowed during a brief respite, grew violent again, and I realized immediately.
Ahaha…,
That was impossible…….
I responded to the ram’s movements…, and its expectations. While writhing the tentacles gently wrapped around the rock-bent ram’s penis in the pocket dimension, I began squeezing the penis as thick as my torso to give the male mounting me the most stimulating pleasure possible…, and so that I too could taste that happiness from beyond.
‘This future…, ehehe, can’t be, changed……♡ After all, there’s no…, need, to change, it…….’
Of course.
Because it felt…, this good…….
Even though I was pinned beneath a male beast, even though I hadn’t died…, experiencing this penis larger than myself…, this immense happiness that could never be found anywhere else, in any other place,
there was no female who would willingly avoid such a happy ending—intoxicated by that immeasurable climax, reason completely shattered, driven mad into a female who knew nothing but mating.
‘Yes, so…. Hng♡ Testing whether I can change, the future…, hng♡ can wait, until next time, whenever the chance comes, yes♡ let’s try then.’
Yes. When the chance came.
Until then, if I could escape this place without becoming a pleasure-crazed female beast, without becoming a mass of tentacles eroded by corruption from beyond.
But if I escaped this place….
This enormous penis would be gone, so…, it would be sad…….
“Ehehe♡ Kaira is, happy…….”