Pregnancy Complete
The woman whose gaze met mine as I turned my head wore a face tangled with pain and horror. Then her eyes dropped, searching out the wrongness she felt inside her own body.
"Ah..."
Her face went deathly pale as she found my cock buried inside her. The long blonde hair she'd bound in a single lock slipped free and spilled across her face. The fallen strands clung to her tear-brimmed lashes, lending the young woman in her twenties a heartrending, pitiful beauty.
That youthful, artless face — the face of someone who'd spent her whole life buried in the countryside, never knowing the ways of the world — transforming as it confronted the horrors the world kept hidden. The sight sent a thrill racing through me.
"Kiheheh!"
Watching me burst into a laugh of pure arousal, her already ashen face went even paler.
"You sons of bitches—"
One of the captured villagers couldn't take it anymore and lurched to his feet. Every eye snapped toward him, and for a fleeting instant courage seemed about to catch — then, as if they'd been waiting for exactly that, the monsters drove their spears into him from every side.
"—Ghhk."
A spear punched through his throat. He made a gurgling, drowning sound and clutched at his neck as blood came geysering out. My minion closed in from behind and swept a blade across his throat. The severed head hit the floor and rolled, and the body, robbed of its owner, collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud. The man's act hadn't even managed to become a spark of hope before it was snuffed out.
The villagers who had just witnessed his death either let out thin, strangled screams or froze entirely, unable to make a sound at all. Staring at that head, its face a mess of agony and terror, the knowledge that they could end up the same way took possession of their minds.
And of course, the woman watching it all beside me was no exception.
"...Hic."
Shocked by the sight of a human life snuffed out as easily as a fly's, she hiccupped. I savored that vacant, stunned expression for a moment — then the urge I'd been holding back surged up too strong to contain, and I moved.
I seized the hips of the woman facing away from me and slammed my swollen cock into her.
"Kyaah?!"
She let out a fainting scream, but unlike before, she offered no resistance. The image of the man dying seemed to have branded itself into her mind and swallowed her whole in terror.
Wet, heavy slaps of flesh filled the chamber. The woman lay flattened against the floor as if in submission, holding her breath as she sobbed. Even as my cock scraped mercilessly along her pink inner walls, stirring the sleeping chamber of her womb, she only clenched her fists and endured. Praying this nightmare would pass quickly, she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to forget the reality unfolding behind her.
This is no fun.
Violating someone who couldn't fight back had its own appeal, but I'd already had my fill of that. I decided to torment her another way. I raised my hand toward the ass rocking in time with my thrusts.
Crack!
"Hhk?!"
A meaty sting bloomed against my palm, and her whole body jerked. She started to throw a hand back as if to beg me to stop, then froze, smothering the scream into a sob.
She didn't understand. The way she clenched her teeth and endured, desperate not to provoke me, only excited me more.
Let's see how long she lasts.
Crack!!
"Nngh—hh?!"
The scream she'd bottled behind her lips was swallowed with a desperate gulp.
Crack—!!
The sound of my palm striking her ass now rang loud enough to shake the dungeon itself.
"Nnnngh—!! I-it hurts...!"
Crack—!!!
"Aagh!!"
She wrenched her face up from where she'd buried it in the floor and screamed.
Crack—!!!!
"——!!!"
Her body convulsed as if seized by a spasm, and she howled like an animal. The ass I'd been striking with everything I had had turned a blazing, furious red.
"Hhk, please... stop... nn-nngh..."
It must have hurt beyond bearing. She finally broke, twisting around to look at me, her tear-soaked face pleading.
"I-I'm sorry... so please, stop—"
Crack—!!!!!
"AAAAAGH——!!!!"
I crushed the hope in her begging underfoot and struck her ass even harder.
"Kihelhel!!"
Howling like a beast, she was no longer human. The way humans treat livestock — that was how I treated her. As something other than human.
"Please spare me... please spare me... please spare me... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I was wrong..."
She groveled at me over and over, like someone reciting a prayer.
Seongha sneered at the woman's reaction.
She was an idiot who got swept up in the herd and followed them here. That was her choice in the end. You can't say she did nothing wrong.
The woman impaled on me had come into the dungeon alongside the rest of the village, her heart full of righteous purpose — to save the people who'd been taken. Wanting to help others was an intention worthy of praise. But no matter what anyone said, it had still been her choice.
She hadn't known people would die in the forest. She hadn't known there would be a dungeon. She hadn't known they would lose. She hadn't known she would be violated by a monster. All of that was an excuse.
When she was conscripted from the village and marched out as a soldier, had there truly been no chance to run? When people died in the forest, had there been no chance to run? Before she stepped into the dungeon knowing it was there, had there been no chance to run?
There had been plenty of chances. She had thoughtlessly followed the majority anyway, and now she was meeting a bad ending.
Ignorance is a sin. And everything in a life is a chain of voluntary choices for which no one else can be blamed.
Seongha's sneer curdled into contempt. Seongha and I both looked at her with scorn and mockery. To her, and to me, the woman was no longer human. She wasn't even the same kind of living thing.
Just a plaything. A broodmare. A toy. Livestock.
I was still tormenting her, still playing with her, when I caught sight of Karlson stirring back to consciousness among the prisoners. An amusing idea occurred to me. I ordered the monsters to drag him in front of the woman and force him to his knees.
"Wh-what... happened...!?"
As his lost consciousness returned, Karlson found the woman connected to me on her hands and knees, tears streaming down her face, and for a moment he could only stare in bewilderment. He blinked a few times — and then the reality of their defeat settled over him as the scene before his eyes, and his expression went utterly blank with despair.
"Sleep well?"
I jeered at him as he came around.
"You— I'll fucking kill you...!!"
"Take a good look."
As he glared at me with murder in his eyes, I made a show of grabbing the hair of the woman I was buried in and yanking her head up, shoving her face toward him.
"Hhk... M-Mister Karlson..."
A face wrecked with tears and snot, twisted by pain, was forced to meet the bound Karlson's eyes.
"Ah... ahhh..."
Until a few days ago she had lived in the village like family. Now she had been reduced to a monster's plaything, and Karlson, made to face that fact, sank into despair. The reality of losing to a monster crushed him. The failure of a dungeon raid packed with dreams of striking it rich came crashing down as a reality worse than death.
They should never have come here. They should have run, even if it meant abandoning the village. I watched that belated regret flicker across his face, and I grinned wide.
Hurts, doesn't it? It must hurt enough to kill you. So why the fuck did you get cocky. You piece of shit.
I giggled through the tender reunion of two villagers, then rolled my hips to set the mood fully on fire. I sank my fingers into her ass — already mottled with blue-black bruises — hard enough to leave new marks, and slammed my cock into her again.
"Nngh—hh."
She thrashed in pain, then her eyes rolled back and she went limp, like a doll whose strings had been cut. It seemed she hadn't been able to endure the hideous reality, and had simply let go of consciousness.
That face, twisted in an agony everyone was meant to witness, started to drop. I snatched her hair from behind and hauled it back up. I would not allow it. I needed all of them to see what became of humans who lost to a dungeon.
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Hh, geh, ueh, hh..."
"Stop...! Stop it!!"
Karlson shouted, desperate. He couldn't bear the sight of the woman's slack body jerking in time with my hips, and he howled and begged.
Slap!!!
"Hhk..."
I answered his pleading by rolling my hips even harder, as if to tell him to go to hell. Half-conscious, the woman showed only reflex now, her body hanging limp and yielding to every motion I made.
"STOOOP——!!"
A long, shuddering tremor ran through me.
"...Ah."
"Kihi..."
Karlson's mouth, still open from the shout, locked in place as he watched my body shake.
Gulp. Gulp...
"Hheh..."
Twitch. Twitch...
With every pulse down my urethra, the body receiving my seed jerked in reflex. The woman's eyes had rolled up to show the whites, her tongue lolling uselessly from her mouth, as she took my semen into herself without resistance — and then her face dropped to the floor, having served her purpose as a broodmare.
Twitch... twitch...
The body lying prone trembled with its ass still hiked in the air. A trickle of white fluid welled from her twitching entrance and ran down the inside of her thighs. It was a thoroughly pathetic sight.
"Hheh... ehgeh, gehh..."
The broken woman drooled from her slack tongue, showing nothing but the reflexive twitches of a living body.
The monster's seed has taken root.
I made the declaration with deep satisfaction, watching the monster's seed drip from her spread-open entrance. My child — a monster's seed — had soaked into that woman's belly.
"Ah..."
Karlson looked down at the ruined village woman with a face gone vacant and gray.
Watching Karlson's expression — the look of a man who had lost everything — Seongha asked the question.
That's right. It hasn't even started. You really do know me well. There's no one else like you.
Seongha made a small sound and fell quiet. Embarrassed, maybe?
No. Not a chance.
Well then. Shall we begin in earnest?
I snapped my fingers, letting everyone know that the bad ending of those who had lost to the dungeon was far from over.