The Gift That Should Never Have Descended
In the forest where a forbidden angel had descended, I let out a soft, dazed sound.
“Ah……?”
My sanity had returned, if only a little. But nothing had changed.
“Aha…… Hehe. Hehet…… Ehehehe……”
I had forgotten that the priests of the evil god were watching me from above. I had forgotten that Pirel was watching me. Lost in a maddening thirst for pleasure, I wore a vacant expression as my fingers kept stroking the area around my grotesquely discolored, ashen pussy.
Dignity and shame had both been discarded. The fact that my reason, will, and memories were all on the verge of being stolen away had also been forgotten. With the soles of my feet pressed together, I vulgarly spread my legs wide.
Thick, sticky saliva—tainted by the demonic energy that had penetrated all the way into my belly and turned the same dull, grayish color—dripped endlessly from between my slack, gaping lips. I smeared that viscous fluid over the nonexistent cleavage of my chest.
I couldn’t even count how many times I had already come. But it didn’t matter. Because I had received a certain ability when I reincarnated. That power which could save me from any situation.
“Hihih?!!”
Even as I thought that, another climax slammed into me. My body trembled violently as a stupid moan escaped my lips. I squirted silver-gray female ejaculation between the tentacles.
“Haa…… Ah, haeu…… U-uuu……”
The area around my vulva had long since turned the color of dead skin, a horrifying shade. Yet the sensitivity remained exactly the same. Even the lightest touch of a finger was enough to send me straight to orgasm.
Could this absurd level of sensitivity be the influence of those unreal, pitch-black, incorporeal tentacles that seemed to stretch out from deep inside my vagina?
Suddenly I reached out, trying to touch one of the tentacles directly, but my hand passed straight through them as if they were empty air.
At that moment, a dangerous foreign sensation bloomed inside my stomach. Something alien was pulsing there—similar to when Rin had swollen up inside my womb and devoured my ovaries……
“Uup……”
A violent wave of nausea surged up from the intense pressure.
“Ugh, urgh…… Uuuk, haa, haa…… Ueck…!!”
Unable to endure the foreign object, I braced my hands against the ground and retched several times in that prone position. The travel rations I had eaten on horseback earlier came pouring out, still undigested, accompanied by the sour stench of gastric acid.
“U-uuu…… Hup?!!”
And as it pushed aside the vomit, something long, pitch-black, and flexible came writhing out with it.
It looked as though a jet-black tentacle made of pure demonic energy had sprouted from the inner wall of my stomach. Once again, a tentacle that had burst out from inside blocked my mouth.
“Mmph…… Uhp, brph…… U-ughk……”
Even though I had confirmed they were incorporeal, I could still feel my stomach swelling up. The movement of my tongue was completely sealed off by the tentacles.
Strangely, breathing was completely unobstructed. Could they selectively choose what to pass through? Whose will controlled that? Was it my own will, or……
In that instant, I felt something. A sexual pleasure that should never have been felt crawled up, tingling, across the entire wall of my stomach, my esophagus, my tongue, the mucous membranes inside my mouth, and my lips.
“Gehk?!! U-ungat♡ Ah, ah…… Ahhat, mmph……?! Uok……, gohoooooook!?!”
The overwhelming flames of ecstasy mercilessly stimulating every inch of my fragile digestive mucous membranes burned away my reason without mercy.
Dozens of layers of climax—something that could never be compared to simply lying in bed touching my pussy or nipples, or even embracing a man—crashed over me with enough force to incinerate the inside of my brain.
I couldn’t even let out a proper scream or moan. Only a broken voice and deranged laughter leaked through the gaps around the tentacles blocking my mouth.
“Ohhok…… O, u, uup…… Mmgup…… Ah, uhu♡ U, uhuuhuhuhu……”
“Do you understand?”
While I was still unable to even hold myself upright after the sudden rush of pleasure that had assaulted me right after vomiting, the priest spoke to me in a warm voice.
“Even if one performs the ritual of offering, very few devotees receive this kind of divine blessing from the gods. Moreover, I have never heard of a case where the god’s gift sprouted from the body so quickly right after completing the ritual. Even if the seed was forcibly germinated.”
“Uek…… O, ook…… Ghet, hhek♡”
I tried to understand his words while letting out broken moans.
“It seems my hypothesis was correct after all. The power you used to subdue Akhta…… I do not know exactly what that power is, but it is connected to the gods we serve. To that endless space and infinite possibility that lies beyond.”
“M-mohol…… Laa…… S-such…… a thing…… Aha♡ It’s cooooming, again, again…… Gahaaat♡”
I spilled out a few stupid words that barely formed coherent language and came once more. I gushed out love juices that grew increasingly darker, an ominous matte black that seemed to absorb all light.
While I was hesitating like that, ignoring even the priest’s words, something came again. That same sensation from earlier when my stomach had seemed to swell……
This time it was from below. Below, below, deeeep below……
“Ghuht?!!”
Something was swelling my belly. A horrifying foreign sensation felt simultaneously inside my womb and my intestines. Tentacles were trying to force their way out through the holes down there.
“Uut……”
Still lying face-down, I moaned helplessly while crushing the fallen leaves beneath me. I couldn’t endure it. Being violated like this in every lower hole by tentacles was simply……
“Kkuht?!!”
I could feel several strands of tentacles rising outward from my intestines.
And in front…… It seemed my bladder was also filled with pitch-black tentacles. After a wave of discomfort like the urge to urinate ran across my lower abdomen, thin tentacles began sprouting from my urethra as well.
Perhaps because they could no longer read any will to resist from me, the tentacle in my mouth passed straight through my tongue as if it were empty space. I could speak again, but……
“Ah, ahahahat…… Again, my asshole…… O, my piss…… hole toooooo…… Ahaat♡ It came out, it caaaame…… So goood…… This feels so goooood…… Ehehehehehet, I l-like it…… Aha……? Iskil……? Daddy? Ehehe, yes, I love you…… I like it, I liiiiike it…… ah♡”
What came out of my mouth was nothing but stupid, broken babbling.
Pirel, who had turned deathly pale at the sight of my miserably and horrifically transforming body, could no longer even make a sound. She stared at me with terrified eyes, but none of that entered my vision anymore.
“Uh?!”
The jet-black tentacles that filled my intestines, bladder, and womb pulsed. I sat there in a daze, blankly staring at the way my belly—already completely covered in a tangled web of gray veins that had stolen all its color—twitched and writhed.
Looking at such an absurd sight, a childlike laugh slipped from between my lips.
“Ahat, ahaha, hahahaha……”
But……
……Why?
Why did I have to rewind something that felt this good……?
I don’t know.
Why had I even thought that?
A blessing…… is a good thing.
It makes me this happy……
I mustn’t rewind it.
After being ignored at the hospital, losing my father, living as a whore, and even having my first love destroyed—
After living like that, this is the happy gift I finally received.
I mustn’t rewind it.
That’s right, isn’t it?
This……
Feels……
Too good.
I lifted my body up.
I could feel the bones and flesh on the back of my shoulders writhing, so I released all the power there. I had to tear through the skin that was obstructing the proper blessing from flowing outward.
“Ooo……”
The bizarre sensation of skin tearing and muscle bursting forth was not unpleasant or painful at all. Only joy, delight, and happiness. Why had I resisted something this wonderful?
The priest, who had been calmly observing the situation until now as if he had no emotions, let out a gasp of admiration at the sight of what had burst magnificently from my shoulders and back.
“How beautiful. O angel. You who have become an apostle of those beings.”
He knelt and showed his reverence.
I slowly approached him, gently lifted his hand, and kissed it, returning his respect.
Several strands of darkness tentacles, each as long as two or three people put together, had burst out from my back, shoulders, and sides. The risen tentacles swayed as if fluttering in the cold forest wind. Like tattered banners.
From outside both ear canals, where pitch-black fluid flowed, tentacles of endless black depth wriggled as if painting the night sky.
I lightly licked my slightly parted lips with a tentacle that had now fused with my tongue.
My belly, packed full of tangled tentacles whose length could not even be measured, bulged out like a woman pregnant with five or six babies and pulsed steadily.
Perhaps because it was filled with the energy of the blessing, my chest—which should have been impossible to tell whether it existed or not—had swollen slightly.
Several thin tentacles extended to my fluttering nipples, from which cloudy gray breast milk slowly trickled, wetting my colorless skin that was already intricately etched with gray veins.
Between my now vulgar yet blessed and sacred pussy, several tentacles that had taken root in my womb grew outward. From my anus and urethra as well, swaying tentacles sprouted and added beauty to my newly obtained body.
A few of the tentacles that had come from my intestines had fully materialized. They tore through my maximally swollen belly skin and wriggled outside. Looking at them, I thought they were beautiful. Exquisitely so.
I stared blankly at the tops of my feet embroidered with black veins like a pattern, then took a few steps. The cold autumn wind brushed my naked body, but strangely I felt neither cold nor discomfort.
“Ufufu.”
I laughed lightly.
Even now, pleasure like lightning continued to scorch my brain as if to reduce it to ashes, yet strangely I was able to maintain my sanity amid that downpour of climax that felt like it had overlapped thousands of times.
I picked up a single leaf and lightly rewound time. The dead autumn leaf briefly regained the vitality of midsummer, then became a budding sprout of early spring, shriveled again, and finally vanished.
My ability was intact. Yes, it had to be intact. Because I had to use this power where it was truly meant to be used. To make the world beautiful.
This was me now.
Endlessly……
Happy.
I approached the pitiful Pirel, who was still bound and writhing.
The priests had kept their promise. The promise not to lay a hand on Pirel. Now I understood what that promise meant. They had not lied.
Because the one who had the right and qualification to lay a hand on Pirel was me.
Pirel’s face was deathly pale. Having watched my transformation from beginning to end, there was no way a young, foolish human girl’s heart could have endured it.
I removed the gag from Pirel, who was trembling while staring at the bundle of tentacles writhing between my legs.
I wanted to hear the last words that this poor girl, who had not yet received the blessing, could utter with an unblessed mind.
“Kaira……”
“Yes, Pirel.”
“Come back to your senses…… Come back…… Kaira is not…… this kind of child…… She is not a child who would break like this……”
I smiled gently, lowered my posture, and brought my face right up to Pirel’s. The cute face of the red-eyed girl filled my vision.
And I gave her my answer.
“No. This is me, Pirel. Now, let’s feel good together……”
“No, Kaira, no…… Mmph!! Mmph?!!”
Our mother-daughter lips met. Beyond the girl’s soft lips, a jet-black tentacle that seemed to swallow all light crossed over. Even if she tried to close her lips or bite in resistance, it was useless. Because the tentacles had no physical form.
A thin tentacle that had sprouted from my ear aimed for Pirel’s ear canal. The girl’s ear was invaded without any resistance, opening a path to her consciousness.
“Kkuph…!?! Uhp, ubup…… Uup, up……? U, uuu……”
Pirel’s resistance did not last even a few seconds. The girl’s pupils rolled upward, and a nosebleed poured down.
“Chup…… Chuuup…… Umhu…… Chup…… Puhah. Ufufu, I love you, Pirel. I love you…… Mother……”
“Ahang…… Ah, haa♡ Ut, mmph…… Huat…… Wh-what is this, whatwhat, I d-don’t know, I don’t knoooow…… Rasail, Rasail…… Save meeee…… Ah, eht!?!”
The girl, unable to endure the blessing that overwhelmed her soul, climaxed and wet herself over her clothes. While calling out the name of the father she loved.
Amid the scent of fallen leaves in the autumn forest, the sharp smell of Pirel’s urine rose together with white steam.
“Eh? Huhe?! A, e, e…… Ae…… S-so goooooood……”
Pirel’s will had already melted away.
“Kaira…… Kai, raaa…… This, this…… feels so goooood…… Good girl, good giiiiiirl…… Mommy, do more, moooore to Mommyyyyy…… Huhehehehehet……”
From Pirel’s mouth and from her ears, blood vessels filled with black blood stained by the blessing spread out like tree branches, dyeing the girl’s soft flesh.
The pink irises of Pirel, through which the blood vessels were clearly visible, soon changed to a dark gray, and then to a lusterless black.
Drenched in the sense of immorality at having miserably violated the soul of the girl who had been my mother, and in the happiness of corrupting her into a being beyond humanity, I let a sticky, pitch-black, tar-like love juice pour down between my legs.
While I was watching with satisfaction as the happy energy spread through the girl who had given birth to me, a certain voice rang inside my head.
……That’s enough now, Lady Kaira.
What…… is that voice?
The pitiful baker’s daughter Kaira should already be gone. All of that will should have been offered to the gods……
Whether they are outer gods or the will of the universe, it doesn’t matter. This brain belongs to Kaira…… It belongs to our mother, and to me. There is no room for anything else to enter.
Ah……
I remembered.
That stupid magical creature pretending to be my daughter was still inside my brain.
It was ironic that the creature which had originally tried to steal Kaira’s body was now struggling to protect the last remaining part of her.
I extended a tentacle of will, trying to drive out the creature that had arbitrarily occupied the inside of my brain.
Incorporeal tentacles or whatever, in the end that body still follows the laws of living things. Therefore……
I didn’t know what nonsense it was spouting, but there was no way a mere slime the size of a rat could reject the current me.
I’ll give you the special drug signal from the great Duchess von Mittenburg.
What……?
“Huuuughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk!?!?!!”
I immediately fell to my knees on the ground. Black love juices and female ejaculation scattered across the dried leaves.
The jet-black tentacles that projected my will flickered and grew faint. I could not hold onto my fading consciousness amid the horrific pleasure created by electric signals.