A Pleasuring Corruption

"Ku—hu, uu—nnaaa!"

Both of her hands restrained above her head, the female knight—Alfira—writhed her waist back and forth as though to endure something.

Her purple hair matched the rhythm created by her waist, thrumming as her hips moved seductively. However, she wasn't looking straight ahead of her, but rather the ceiling and the surrounding rock walls.

She did her best to not look at what was happening right before her.

The white knight Fiana was in a spot a little ways away from her. Her arms were similarly bound overhead, but she appeared to be unconscious, not even twitching.

"There! Right there! Deep—deeper!"

"Nn, haah—my boobs, don't stop…"

In front of the girl were two women, one with silvery hair, the other with blonde hair, that were being ravished by mucus monsters.

A tentacle as large a child's arm was shoving itself into Frederica forceful enough to lift her heels from the ground.

Let alone her hips, each time she was pressed into with enough vigor to penetrate her body, her breasts shook violently. This was a sight that would certainly cause any man to burst in carnal lust just by being there, but as a woman that would soon be having the same thing done to her, she couldn't take the sight of it.

Meanwhile, Satia didn't have a tentacle inserted into her. Instead, her lower body was being caressed by the Black Ooze's tentacle while her tiny chest was licked and massaged by the child slimes.

Covered by the translucent slimes, the nipples atop her modest breasts had grown considerably large. The imbalance gave off a rather obscene feeling.

Satia let out her voice while watching her own nipples being kneaded and pulled on through the slime.

Both of the women were being ravished while standing in the same way as Alfira, but they were different from the knight. They stood of their own will, accepting it. Their stances widened to shoulder width so as to not fall down, their sensitive bodies accepted even the slimes' slightest movements. And above all—they moaned in pleasure with their mouths wide open.

All of this added together into something that Alfira simply couldn't understand.

"—Nn, huu…"

Being shown the two treated like that, Alfira's lower half was being tormented by the slime who was even now still inside her urethra.

The slime's paralytic poison was still affecting Alfira, but its effects had weakened considerably.

She felt some strength in her legs now, she could even move them about freely as they weren't restrained.

However, the female knight, knowing full well that she should escape, simply kept biting her lips to hold back her voice while rubbing her thighs together, enduring this hellish shame.

People being raped by monsters was an extraordinarily abnormal spectacle.

Moreover, people that accepted the monsters' advances and immersed themselves in the pleasure.

Be it in ferocity or in tenderness, it was at a level that no human male could ever achieve.

To a normal person like Alfira, far from understanding and embracing it, they would feel disgust.

Unable to look straight on at the spectacle, the female knight deviated her gaze away from them, enduring it all while biting her lips.

"Fuaaah—"

It also looked like Alfira was feeling the torment her urethra was receiving. A stimulation absolutely unobtainable and unsavorable through living an ordinary life assaulted the female knight.

If her hands were free, she might have covered her ears and curl up in a corner of the room to tremble. Humans were being raped by monsters, accepting their advances, and even her own urethra was being expanded. Seeing this reality play out, it was obvious that she wouldn't want to hear anything and push it all from her mind.

The sound of the two women's passionate cries penetrated the female knight's ears as the slime violating her urethra continued incessantly caused her to feel a dull sensation.

Now drenched by her own love juices, her trousers felt gross to wear. Her armor and sword were taken from her when she was brought here and left back in the cave. She didn't know where they were.

Insecure about being left in only her thick clothing, Alfira did her best to avoid looking at the lunacy in front of her while holding back her voice.

"Nnaah! A-aaah!! —Cu-cumming… p-please, no moooooore!!"

Her beautiful blonde hair spread out, Frederica's bewitching body arched back for an instant. Following that, she spasmed strangely a few times much like she'd broken.

Her breasts, so alluring that they were attractive even for women, shook from her spasms. They were constricted by tentacles as though they were being milked in the next moment, however.

"Huaaaah!? O-ow—b-but I'm still…!"

Her still-convulsing body was prodded and pressed into so as to keep it rocking up and down. Matching this, the slime also continued massaging her breasts while it tugged on and kneaded her nipples.

Her screams expressing just how intense of a climax she'd reached, the beauty's expression reddened further from the pleasure, her tongue thrust out as she panted like a dog.

That the beauty had to be accepting the intense torment because she wouldn't be able to stand without the slime's restraints flickered through Alfira's mind.

She wasn't permitted to collapse. This woman dripping with so much love juices and saliva couldn't be the same person as before.

Alfira thought about how normal sex would finish once the man and woman climaxed one time. She didn't have experience in the matter, but she did know about it.

She knew about the listlessness that would follow a climax, causing hesitancy towards doing it again. Even so, despite Frederica climaxing and saying as much, the Black Ooze showed no signs of stopping.

How long would it continue? By the way things were going, she would die by cumming too much. Despite appearing to realize that, Frederica looked as though she would accept anything that came.

"… …"

In that manner, she was brought to a climax over and over again, never once looking as though her being ravished was against her own volition.

Her entire body teased by the tentacles, the woman's most vital area was pierced so forcefully that it looked like she might break. It was a kind of sex where she was used like a doll.

This was something that didn't exist in Alfira's knowledge, it was an unknown kind of sex.

"—ah."

Realizing that she'd been captivated by Frederica's voice at some point, Alfira hurriedly avoided her gaze.

She was embarrassed that she'd wound up so entranced by it.

(I have to get away somehow…)

"Nnaaah!?"

But at that moment, the slime in her urethra began to move back and forth. Her body had already grown heated by seeing what was being carried out on Frederica and Satia, so her whole body trembled forcibly.

She didn't pee herself because her bladder was emptied earlier, but she heard the squishing of other secretions overflowing from her vagina.

She wanted to cover her ears after hearing those lewd sounds coming from her own body, but the tentacle restraining her hands didn't loosen.

She wanted to escape from this hell as soon as possible.

This place frightened Alfira. Monster were this world's enemies. Yet there were people that would accept those very monsters' ravishing.

Moreover, they were right in front of her. Women just like her were accepting these monsters' advances.

She was unbearably afraid.

Afraid that she herself might become like these women.

Even so, despite being made of mucus, the tentacles holding her wrists restrained overhead were strong. Alfira's slender arms couldn't break the restraint.

She only felt a disgusting sticky feeling each time she tried breaking it.

"A-ah—d-don't suck on my boooobs…"

The next thing to reach Alfira's ears was the opposite of Frederica's bestial breathing, it was Satia's childish voice.

Caressed by the Black Ooze and various colored slimes, the girl didn't seem to feel any pain at all as her breasts were massaged. The only emotion she could hear in her voice was pleasure.

Her legs trembled slightly as she received the caresses to her chest, so the slight stimulation in her breasts must have been beyond gentle.

Although her small breasts were being rubbed, their shape only changed a little. She could see the girl's nipples through the mucus. They were being stretched out and pressed in so strongly that they looked like they might break off.

Again, this was something rather obscene.

Her immature body smeared with mucus, she looked like she'd been tainted by the pleasure and fell from virtue.

"Goshujin-sama… Satia, too… do it to Satia tooooo…"

She looked like she might collapse for an instant when her restraints were removed, but a tentacle kept her from falling by gently grabbing her. Rather than restraining her hands, it didn't allow her to fall by restraining her waist.

Her now-free hands tried shooting towards her crotch, towards her most vital spot as a woman, as she was unsatisfied by the light pleasure she'd received thus far.

The girl looked cute, like a doll, but after seeing her succumb to the pleasure and try to start comforting herself, Alfira gulped.

However, a tentacle captured her right hand, not allowing it to reach her vagina. Some of her silvery hair that was tied into a side tail clung to her cheek, her doll-like expression giving off a feeling of allure.

"… Please, mercy…"

Spreading her legs that were still being caressed by the black tentacles, she thrust out her waist and, with a much too wretched stance for a girl as beautiful as Satia… she invited the tentacles in.

Yet even so, the female knight could only see a youthful bashfulness in the expression of the girl doing such an embarrassing pose. The gap between the girl's body and her expression caused the mood to feel even more abnormally immoral.

"—uaaah! Aaah, aaah!!"

An unsuitably large tentacle pushed its way into the flower that was of a matching size to Satia's body.

Secretions dribbled out from her, trailing down her thin legs and creating a pool of its own in the ground.

Unable to endure its insertion, her small body shook and her knees gave out. Her vagina spread to the limit, her face looked like she was in pain.

Yet although Satia still did her best to stay standing, it was clear that she was at her limit.

The mucus tentacles wrapped around her seemed almost kind as they supported her.

"Goshujin-sama—th-there! All the way iiiin!!"

Satia's limit had already been reached.

She was still lacking in sexual experience and the depth of her vagina wasn't too large, so the tentacle reached her deepest point immediately.

When the entrance of her womb—what could be called a woman's greatest weak point—was pressed again, her small body went into some incredible spasms as she climaxed.

And, just like with Frederica, the torment didn't end even after she climaxed.

"Nnaa!? Huuu, haaah! Aaah!! Aan—aaaaah!!"

Rather than being pierced forcibly like Frederica was, Satia was handled ever so carefully.

 

 

Even now, the sensation of having a foreign object in her urethra still assaulted the knight.

Unavoidably, she began to feel unsatisfied—

(I have to get away… before, before…)

"Haah, haah—nn, fuuu… ah…"

Still being shone the two women's passion, Alfira attempted to remove the restraints on her arms in a panic.

The teeth that she once used to bite her lips were now wide open, her mouth letting out heated, shallow breaths.

Her white teeth played with the light, her small tongue just barely visible beyond them.

Blushing all the way to and including her ears, it was practically a miracle that her eyes maintained a glimmer of clarity—because her expression had already been warped by lust.

"Haah—stop, get oooout…"

The continuous, dull sensation stimulating her urethra was annoying. She wanted to try and run, but her mind trying to endure it was being worn away little by little.

Her wrists' thrashing was slowly but surely beginning to lessen, her waist's spasming conversely becoming faster.

The carnal desires making it past the knight's will influenced her body. Forced to urinate, her body now anticipated the pleasure she'd soon be feeling.

"Damn, dammit—Haahn… no, no…!"

Alfira, desperately struggling to remove her restraints, started to repeat the same word over and over in delirium.

Even so, her movements were awfully dull compared to when she first started. She couldn't even put any strength into her fingers by now.

Yet even so, the reason she didn't give up on her will to escape was because she feared that she would die not as a knight, but as a woman.

Alfira didn't even want to imagine what it would be like to be raped like those two women.

The female knight that only knew about standard sexual intercourse, even in the stories she'd heard, what was playing out before her eyes was—

Something entirely unknown to her.

She looked towards Fiana, who was still fainted.

It was at that moment.

"Uuaaahn!?"

The slime inside her urethra began to thrust back and forth with an unprecedented intensity.

Worked on by the slime, her urethra had grown around large enough for a thin rod to fit inside it.

In a state where her crotch was stimulated even with her clothes still on, she'd failed and became fully aroused.

She was unable to hold back her panting due to the sudden thrill shooting through her. Her eyes rolled back into her eyelids as her voluptuous body convulsed many times over.

Her vision wavered. She even lost feeling in her body, so while her eyes continued forcing their way upward, she left everything to instinct and kept convulsing.

"Uu—ah…"

(N-no—no way… I-I… c-came…?)

Just how long did she convulse for?

An instant? Several minutes?

The usual dull, painful sensation still stimulated the woman, so she would wind up going through intermittent, smaller spasms.

However, getting somewhat used to that stimulation, she calmly thought about her current state.

She'd cummed. Climaxed. Orgasmed.

Like the time she confronted the Black Ooze in the cave, she was forced to feel it despite a state of extreme confusion.

Conscious that her urethra was being violated as she watched the two women having sex—she'd climaxed as a woman.

Dumbfounded, she realized that—and tears spilled from her eyes.

"Haa—uahnn!? W-wait—I'm—!?"

The slime's piston-esque movements accelerated once again. She could no longer even see any of the other women.

Her eyes shut tight as she bit down on her lip hard enough to cause herself pain. She did her best in trying to bear the pleasuring assaulting her body.

The slime responsible for giving her that pleasure forcibly and violently pressed its way inside her.

Already developed from its opening all the way to her bladder and even despite feeling a sharp pain due to its intensity, her urethra felt it as pleasure.

A licentious liquid made its way out of her yet-untouched vagina, wetting her underwear and trousers.

Her waist ignored what she told it as it convulsed.

Although Alfira started struggling with a renewed vigor due to the slime's sudden brutality, she couldn't remove the restraints on her wrists.

"Nna-aaah!? S-stop iiit!? Don't mooooove!!"

The fingers she'd been using to attempt to remove the restraints cramped as well. She was unable to put any strength in them.

Additionally, her body once again succumbed to the pleasure rushing into her through her urethra. Unable to defend against the surging tides, she fell back into a violent fit of convulsions.

"Ah—-!?"

Unable to withstand it, she reached her second climax.

A short cry making its way from her mouth, her head fell back as her eyes rolled up under her still-closed eyelids.

She forced her eyes open. The walls around her were covered in slime mucus that played with the scant amount of light. However, she didn't pay attention to any of that.

Still dazed, she was only able to think about the reality of her climaxing one time after another.

"A-ah—n-no… st—p…"

Her voice did contain pleasure, sure… but it also housed a strong fear.

She was frightened.

Even Alfira had experienced masturbation many times over. However, she'd never climaxed back to back.

She was able to satisfy herself by reaching it once and could cool down any sudden flashes of arousal by doing her work as a knight.

Therefore, this was the female knight's first consecutive climax… and it planted a seed of excitement and fear into her.

Alfira looked down in a panic. She was crying from the aftershocks of her climax and gulping back the saliva that had pooled in her mouth as she looked at the lower half of her body.

She wasn't able to stop her waist from spasming. She couldn't put any strength into her body that had just climaxed.

—And she couldn't withstand the pleasure.

Despite still being clothed, she currently felt even more embarrassed than if she were nude.

Desperately biting down on her lip, she tried tightening her urethra to stop the slime.

"Stop, stop stop stop stooooop!!!"

Still pleading frantically, she put everything she had into her lower body.

The more she tried to stop it, the more powerful a strange feeling within her lower abdomen became. The pleasure she obtained from it became stronger and stronger as well.

Even though she knew somewhere in her mind that this wouldn't stop what was about to happen, she couldn't stop trying. She put every last drop of willpower and strength she had into trying, so much so that her vagina and hips started to tremble strangely—yet even so, the outcome wouldn't change. It would only delay the inevitable a mere few seconds.

The discomfort in her urethra grew as time passed. Together with a painful sensation in her bladder—the slime rushed into her bladder.

"—…"

She couldn't speak. No sound came out. She didn't know what had just happened. She could only sense a feeling of freedom in her abdomen as her body lost all strength. Even her expression grew loose to match her body. In a matter of seconds, she went from looking like an adult woman to having a shameful expression on her face.

Unable to see the way she looked in this place without mirrors, Alfira was sighing heated breaths due to the extremely pleasant sensation coursing through her from that feeling of freedom.

"Aah… aaah…"

The voice was muddled.

Whose voice was it?

She didn't know who that voice came from as she laid there with an unfocused gaze.

All she knew… was that she felt good.

It was too great a pleasure to be some ordinary climax. That climax invaded her mind like a deadly poison, blowing away even the sense of disgust she felt.

Her waist's quivering didn't settle down for a while. Even those small movements would reverberate in her bladder, causing her to feel even more pleasure.

"Aaah…"

Various body fluids leaked from her, telling that she'd reached complete ecstasy.

 

*

 

Consecutively brought to a climax from an excretory organ that she should never have felt pleasure from… Alfira, finally coming to, was frightened.

(A-again!?)

As though it were waiting for Alfira to return to consciousness, the slime inside her urethra resumed its activities.

As for why it felt even more oppressive than before, that was because it had absorbed the juice that she'd been collecting within her bladder.

It wasn't that she could check its size, but she suddenly felt that her urethra and bladder might be pulled out altogether.

Her tongue thrust out, her own voice joined the other two in the abandoned mine's darkness.

Her body's sensitivity had increased after climaxing, allowing her to feel the slime inside her urethra even more.

She didn't just feel its violent back and forth motions, but even the ripples in the surface of its liquid body. She was getting close to climaxing yet again.

She knew that this one would compel her to a sense of hopelessness, but she was helpless to stop it.

She couldn't endure even after trying to endure. She couldn't escape even after trying to escape.

"No, no, nooooo!!"

Already convulsing for some time now, her lower body went into even more fervent convulsions.

A voice dyed in fear erupted from her throat.

"A-aaah!? Hii—s-sto… ooop!?"

The female knight was being tormented.

The convulsions assaulting her body grew ever more intense with no end in sight.

The same was happening with her gasping. No longer having even a shred of intention in holding them back, she continued with exclaiming.

(No, no—stop, stop iiiiit!!!)

She thought that, but the only things making their way from her mouth were meaningless gasps.

Looking at Frederica and Satia, the only thing Alfira felt was despair as she brought to a climax by her urethra.

(I-I'm not, I'm not like them—aaaaah!!)

Not like them. Alfira repeatedly shouted in her mind that she wasn't like those women that had accepted the monsters.

However, her body was accepting the slime's urethral torture. She no longer even felt pain from it.

Her head hung while her waist kept shaking from the crystal clear pleasure.

"H-hah… Haah-haaaah—"

That dull, pleasant feeling stimulated her from the inside.

Her purple hair sticking to her cheek felt gross.

—Just then, the tentacle that was restraining her wrists let go. Alfira, unable to put any strength into her lower half after being brought to a climax so many times, simply fell to the ground.

Her eyes closed in anticipation for the pain of her cheek hitting the slime-wettened ground, but what she felt was a soft sensation.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a bed of black mucus under her.

"Ah—"

Aflira sat up, her knees and bottom still touching the mucus bed.

Her shoulders moved up and down violently. Her eyes were wet dull due to the pleasure, the sharpness they'd once had gone.

And more than anything—even without the paralytic poison, her lower body had gone numb from the excessive pleasure.

Her waist even ignored what her mind told it to do and continued convulsing.

"A-ah…"

Suddenly, the monster, something she should have hated, shoved its tentacle right in front of her.

Moving it as though to show it off—it exposed its majesty to Alfira.

(Something like that's—inside… them…)

Gulp.

Alfira swallowed back her saliva.

Her womb throbbed slightly. Her quick, shallow gasps gradually intensified.

However, that was something Alfira herself hadn't noticed.

Even though she gazed at the tentacle as though she was about to dig in, she didn't do anything—she kept waiting for the tentacle to take the next step.

It had developed her urethra and it had shown her the two lust-blinded women.

She was also made to instinctively understand the concept of having sex with a monster.

Through her womanly body, this monster made her understand that it was an existence unimaginable for humans. It was one that gave pleasure through intercourse.

What sort of thing was rape?

She'd been taught that as well.

That's why—

"S-stop…"

Her resistance was feeble, so much so that it surprised even her.

It wasn't the voice of a knight—but a woman. Alfira felt it.

She felt it.

It wasn't the voice of a knight that hunted monsters—it was the voice of a woman that was frightened of being raped. She didn't have any armor on. She didn't have a sword in her hand. Right then, she was a woman. Not a knight.

"Stop i—-nnn!?"

Her second try at resisting was put to a stop by the disgusting feeling of the tentacle entering into her cleavage.

Making the best use of its characteristically slimy self, it moved through the valley that was pressed tightly together by her clothes.

Continuing on ravaging them, it wrapped around both of her breasts.

Alfira didn't know exactly what was happening since it was happening under her clothes, but she could feel a slimy sound coming from her breasts.

"Kuh—g-gross…!"

That was a lie.

Even though they were being jostled about roughly, rather than pain, they only conveyed a dull sense of pleasure.

Because she didn't know what was happening, because it was happening under her clothes, because of the lewd sounds, she felt like she was being treated with as an object. The feeling that she could not resist was carved into her body.

She at least tried grabbing her own breasts with her now-free hands to hold them in place.

"Uu—nnn!"

However, she wasn't able to stop them, nor capture the tentacle from above her clothing.

Dexterously maneuvering away from the hands trying to catch it, the tentacle continued ravishing Alfira's soft skin.

From a third person's point of view, her grabbing her own breasts made it look like she was masturbating.

In fact, the stimulation from her own hands was something that Alfira couldn't ignore.

While the mucus tentacle gently stimulated her skin, her own hands massaged her breasts intensely.

"Haah, haah!! C—c-cumming agaaaain!?"

"Huuu—ha, hah… m… mooore—"

Frederica's intense panting and Satia's sweet whispers tickled Alfira's ears.

And more than anything—

"Kuh—haah… Nn, nuu…"

She certainly heard her own heated sighs as well.

The pleasure from her urethra's violation, the stimulation from her massaged chest, and the panting making its way to her ears. Each and every one of those aroused the woman named Alfira.

The two hands she'd been using to try and catch the tentacle had, at some point, stopped at her breasts. Her thighs were rubbing against each other, unsatisfied.

Tears overflowed from her eyes as saliva overflowed from her parted lips.

(Shit, shit—for me to… in a place like this…)

She cried out of regret, the tears flowing down her cheeks.

But her emotions were of no concern to the Black Ooze.

This slime was a monster after all. It didn't care about what humans felt. It giving them pleasure—that was only to bring the mothers into peak condition.

"Kuh… stop it!"

The tentacle that had been violating her chest abruptly moved much more violently.

However, the female knight realized that it wasn't done in order to give her further pleasure.

Even after moving in a way that would certainly tempt a man, she wasn't able to escape the slime's goal.

"Noooooo!?"

Her clothes were ripped open from the inside.

With her thick clothes and tight shirt that had been binding her breasts out of the way, the slime was exposed to her eyes.

Not only did the tentacle become visible, but so did her slimy breasts which smelled of a woman in heat. They quivered, undulated, and showed off just how soft they were.

However—

"Y-you! —I will definitely… kill you!!"

—Her nipples. The things that should have been on her breasts were nowhere to be seen.

She had bountiful breasts, with slightly large areola—but she didn't have any nipples, just a horizontal line on each breast.

(I was seen—by a monster—!)

For Alfira, her chest was nothing other than a complex—she had inverted nipples.

Even though it was a monster, she felt anger at someone else seeing—and sadness.

Although she had associated with several men, none of them were alright with Alfira's breasts.

For the female knight, she understood that her breasts were different from others'. And that hers weren't normal.

Men's desired would cool after seeing her chest, never advancing beyond that. That's why she only had a meager amount of knowledge concerning sex.

Usually, when seeing something different, people would be vigilant.

But that was simply just something people cared out. As far as the Black Ooze was concerned, it was trivial.

Now that Alfira was only wearing trousers, it extended a tentacle towards Alfira's chest.

"Nn."

Changing away from the manner it had been using thus far, it started massaging her chest gently, like how it did with Satia.

Her well-developed breasts changed shapes as it played with them, causing no small amount of slimy noises.

Seeing only her chest being used as a plaything, little-by-little, Alfira began to move her own waist. Even she hadn't realized that, however.

And above all—

(My nipples, they're—)

Throbbing. They throbbed. She was going to break. If this kept on, she felt that she'd break.

That premonition filled Alfira's mind.

Although she was trying to hold on to the tentacle with her hands, it were made of mucus and she was therefore unable to restrain it. It just made another obscene, slimy sound.

The tentacle was treating her breasts like toys even as she was gripping on to it. Hidden within her breasts, her nipples were throbbing ever more strongly.

"S-stop—"

She kept trying to catch the tentacle despite not being able to hold on to it, causing her breathing to roughen further.

Her body's sensitivity had increased after climaxing several times, so Alfira was currently aroused to a level she'd never been before.

(Why, am I—-)

Why was she feeling this from a monster? Unable to even think the taboo, she felt worse than a wretched beast.

Monsters were the enemies of humanity. Humanity hunted monsters. That was the way of the world.

At the very least, Alfira would say that all of humanity other than the two being pleasured right before her were like that.

(I'm not—like… them—)

She had to be different.

Even if she was brought to climaxing by this monster, even if she felt pleasure, even if she was violated by it—she was different.

A haze filled her mind.

Her thoughts were clouded.

Ignoring her intentions, her body convulsed and the inside of her chest grew pained.

Alfira knew this feeling. It was the sign of something that was engraved on her body this day—the sign she was about to cum.

(W-why—)

She clenched her teeth, shut her eyes… and tried to stop moaning.

Driven this far, it was likely impossible for her to endure the climax. As someone with little experience—no, as someone with no experience in being exposed to the pleasure a monster could bring, it was impossible for Alfira.

Even so, the reason she did her best at trying to endure it was because natural for her to do so as a human who had devoted their body and soul to living as a knight.

That pride, that dignity, is what tried to support Alfira and keep her going.

But such a trivial thing as that was of no concern to the slimes.

As far as the slimes were concerned, whatever feelings or disgust the female body's owner held towards them were inconsequential.

That's why however long Alfira tried enduring, persevering, and denying it all, what the Black Ooze would do wouldn't change.

"Uuuuun—"

The tip of a tentacle that was massaging Alfira's breasts became thinner right before her eyes.

This was also something that humans couldn't do.

As for what the string-like, thinned tentacle aimed for, well, its target was the peak of one of her well-developed breasts—her nipple, ever-so-hidden within her modest areola.

"Kuh, stop it!"

Restrained by the tentacles, her upper body shook violently as she tried to escape from them. It was almost as though she'd just remembered she should do so.

However, the tentacles' restraint was still strong. After climaxing over and over, her body wasn't able to use even half of its normal power and she was unable to escape.

In the end, she stopped trying to the point that the only things still shaking were her long purple hair and her rich breasts.

At the very least, her current attempts at escaping that now caused her plentiful chest to sway could now only be seen as her attempting to entice a man.

"… O-ow—"

It was only advantageous to the side that was doing the restraining.

When the tentacle constricting her breasts did so more forcibly, she—who'd given up her struggles to that extent—looked pathetic.

The thinned tentacle held itself in front of the horizontal slit on her right breast—and aimed towards the nipple hidden within.

"Nuuh…"

Unable to look away from the it, she bit her lip.

In her preparations to hold herself back from moaning, she had no room to mind her expression. Her eyes were open wide, her mind concentrated on her inverted nipples that she had a complex about.

If she couldn't escape, she had no choice but to endure.

In her ears were voices from two other people.

The knight order had set out in order to investigate this mine, so there would definitely be a search party sent out if they didn't return.

So until that time came, she just needed to endure.

As though she'd forgotten about her consecutive climaxes up till that point, her expression—while still displaying some dread—held a strong will.

At that moment, as if waiting for Alfira to properly prepare herself, the thin tentacle slithered into the thin hole on her areola, tickling her inverted nipple.

"Nguuuh!?"

But just that was enough to cause her body to jolt upward. Alfira was unable to even control her own body's reaction to something as simple as that.

That stimulation was a rather unknown shock to Alfira. Not having any friends with inverted nipples themselves, she wasn't able to consult anyone about it, nor had she done something as extreme as touching them herself.

When the viscous tentacle infiltrated her hole by making use of its characteristics, a sharp pain bashed against Alfira's mind.

She had been alive for twenty-seven years. During that time, she had never once touched her nipples and had never felt this sort of stimulation.

Her nipple, sensitive to the point of rivaling her clitoris, gave Alfira so much pleasure that it resembled pain.

"Stop, stop it! That's—"

Conscious that her eyes had grown wet, she still tried to resist, her confidence still there.

However, the lips she'd been biting down on to suppress her voice parted. Instead of a moan, what came from her mouth was a demanding voice for the sake of preserving herself.

She desperately tried to drive the tentacles out of her inverted nipple by moving her body, but the stimulation she received merely intensified with each shake.

Even so, she couldn't keep quiet. The stimulation to her nipple was simply too strong. She had comforted herself in the past through her vagina and clitoris, but never with her nipples.

The opposite might be true if she were an ordinary woman. However, as this was the first time Alfira's nipples had ever been stimulated, she wasn't able to come up with a way to endure the stimulation and simply continued to shake her body in a futile attempt to drive away the tentacles coiling themselves around her breasts.

This created a rather vicious cycle. A dull pleasure spread through her breasts with each and every shake as well as intensifying the stimulation to her nipple that was being licked and teased within her breast.

"Hu, uuun. H-hah—sto-stop it, please…"

This time, a second tentacle appeared, aiming towards her left breast. This one was also thinner than a human finger.

Alfira knew what this meant.

(Cut it out! Stop—)

It wasn't the self-assured voice of a knight that. It was one of a woman.

It slipped in.

Together with that, a noise came from inside her wettened pants.

"Hiii…"

The slime inside her urethra resumed its activities.

Her attention focused on her breasts, it was practically a surprise attack. Unable to even have enough time to think about the matter, she tightened around the tentacle inside her urethra. As a result of her tightening, she felt the sensation of the tentacle moving inside her urethra all the stronger.

It was as though the slime knew the moment that Alfira's mind had a gap in its armor.

Like the caresses up to this point was mere child's play, the tentacle wrapping around her whole body came alive.

"Sto-p—it!"

Her urethra violated from under her pants, her naked upper body's breasts were tormented.

Her mind had even stopped working properly for a moment.

Her mouth stayed open as though she'd forgotten to close it. Drool dripped out of it, moving along her lips. Her breasts were covered with mucus as the tentacles continued massaging them.

Her vision grew moist. Not even Alfira knew if they were tears born from humility or joy, but her face was dyed in pleasure in every respect.

The once strong-willed eyes adorning her face now birthed tears that dripped from their edges. Saliva dripped from her mouth and mucus dripped from her nose. This wasn't the tentacles' mucus that defiled her beautiful face, oh no, this was Alfira's own unsightly fluid.

If there were a mirror before her, just what would this female knight think of herself?

"Nng—uuuu…"

Its mucus glittering, a tentacle then held itself in front of her weakly opened mouth.

Moving slowly as it moved away the saliva covering the area around her mouth, it defiled her glossy lips. Once her lips were entirely covered in mucus, she smelled the acrid scent of blood.

Knitting her face due to the smell, she tried to move her face away from the tentacle.

However, her face could only move sideways to the extent that her neck would allow it to turn. All the less considering she was restrained.

Enjoying Alfira's feeble resistance, the tentacle didn't just defile her lips, but also the nape of her neck, her ears, and her cheeks.

"Keh, sto—hyu!?"

As she tried to shout once more for the tentacles to stop, she let out a shrill voice due to abruptly feeling stimulation from her breasts.

When she looked towards her chest to see what had happened, her left nipple—had popped out.

Her eyes opened wide, she couldn't believe it.

It was something that had always been hiding within her areola, something that should have been within her breast.

This was the first time she'd seen it and she felt that it was even glossier than her areola. Although its lack of pigmentation was due to it having never been exposed to the open air before, Alfira had no knowledge of anything like that.

Different from her areola, her innocent nipple was absolutely embarrassing to her.

The blush on her cheeks deepening further, she couldn't look away from her nipple.

The to woman, the thin tentacle approaching her nipple seemed awfully similar to a torture implement.

"Stop!!"

The tentacle had arrived at her nipple faster than she could scream out.

Like that, it had merely touched her. It wasn't that clear stimulation she'd felt when it had licked her nipple inside her areola.

Yet the sight of her nipple being sucked into the translucent mucus was something that she probably would never have seen living a normal life.

"Huann…!"

A seductive moan came from her mouth.

Stimulation from her right breast jolted her mind. She knew that seeing wouldn't help, but she slowly turned her gaze towards it. She couldn't stop the wild ideas appearing within her mind due to losing all capability to resist after her body was restrained.

The same as her left breast, a nipple had appeared from within her areola on her right breast. It was also a fresh, glossy color.

And unlike what was happening with her left nipple, this one had a thin tentacle coiling around it at the base. The tentacle was moving exactly how it had been with her breasts beforehand, this time wringing her nipple.

"A-ah… aah…"

The tentacle put more force into its actions, little by little, bit by bit.

Following along parallel with that, the moans coming from Alfira also grew.

Covered with the slimes' glossy mucus, her pleasure-driven, wriggling upper body was much like a snake. She moved similarly with her lower body, still hidden behind her pair of trousers, her bottom sliding across the hard ground.

However, due to her half-baked way of sitting, the only pleasure she felt was from the tentacles' caress on her upper body and her urethra.

"Dammit, dammi—uuu…"

It wasn't enough.

It couldn't satisfy her.

And even more than that, she was bitter that her body's reactions had become so shameful.

She had forged herself into a knight. She had lived as a knight. She was proud of herself… as a knight.

Yet despite that, having her chest exposed by the monster as it teased her simply caused her to thrust with her hips.

It was unbearable to her.

Now, she shed tears of regret—not pleasure. Even though she knew that crying would help nothing, she couldn't stop herself.

"I don't… want this! No, no no—nooooo!!"

The moment she screamed, she felt something break.

Was it her pride as a knight that had been built up and reinforced up till now, or was it her pride as a woman that had been thus far enduring the Black Ooze's torment?

Regardless of which, together with her voice, her innocent nipples were pulled on, she was licked, her urethra was pried into, and her clitoris was massaged.

Looking up towards the heavens with saliva and snot running down her face, she was unable to conceal her obscene expression as she was elevated toward another climax.

What did this turn the count to? She couldn't remember how many times she'd climaxed in this short amount of time. It was uncountable. At this point, she'd already become unable to have such proper thoughts.

"Fuah, no! Shtahp, o-oow!?"

Her breasts thrust outward as she leaned back, the nipple that had been entwined by the thread-thin tentacle was pulled on and the nipple that was being sucked on and rolled about was treated even more forcibly.

Her pose made it look like the tentacles were suspending her by her breasts. The woman, unable to resist the intense stimulation, screamed.

"Hu-huaaah—!"

And then the stimulation in her lower body increased as well.

The tentacle's actions in her urethra had already turned it into a rather splendid erogenous zone.

Alfira was perhaps already able to cum just through urinating. The pleasant feeling in her urethra was simply too tremendous.

The paralytic poison's effects had already disappeared completely, yet she had still not felt any pain. What would the female knight, someone who was a rather serious woman, think of the changes in her body if she realized that?

"Shta, shtaap…"

This woman's body was perfectly prepared to conceive a child.

At least, that's what the Black Slime concluded after its experiences in violating the two mother bodies named Frederica and Satia.

Clink.

Unlike from the coquettish moans and nasally voice thus far, it was a metallic sound. It was from Alfira's trousers. Her belt.

Having a premonition that this sound meant nothing good to her, Alfira weakly shook her head.

She'd already lost the strength to refuse vocally.

Her body was lifted into the air. Her chest, shoulders, abdomen, and knees lifted into the air, she looked like a child being helped to urinate

"P-please…"

A search party would definitely be sent out to locate and save the missing order of knights.

They said that they were coming to this abandoned mine, so it was a matter of course.

However, how many days would it take to finally reach this mine? Rather, how many days would it take for the search party to even form?

… In the meantime, the reality was that she would be violated by this monster continuously. This was not something that not even Alfira, an experienced knight, could endure.

Being raped by a monster wasn't a situation they were trained to prepare for in the first place. Far from being prepared, no one had even imagined the possibility.

If it were a human. If it were a bandit, or perhaps a group of slavers, she may just have been able to talk her way out of it.

But this thing raping her was mankind's enemy, a monster. She was all the more afraid due to seeing the state Frederica and Satia had been brought to right before her eyes.

Afraid that she would lose her virginity.

Afraid that she would be raped.

Afraid that she would be unable to breathe.

—Afraid that she would welcome it.

Exactly because there were women welcoming the monsters right before her, her sense of dread felt as though it might become a reality, willing or not.

"No, stop, stop it… Fiahh, Fiana-samaaa—"

She begged for help. She moved her body, giving the minimal amount of resistance.

But her stamina had been entirely used up. The mucus restraining the female knight wouldn't be broken by her feeble movements, the Black Ooze couldn't even feel it as an itch.

Her belt was removed as she did that, followed by her thick pair of trousers.

As for what appeared beneath, well, it was a pair of plain black panties. As she placed value on practicality, she'd likely picked the color because not even a stain would stand out on them.

Just by her body being given pleasure, even her excretory organ had turned into something that she felt pleasure from. Upon taking a closer look at the panties, one would only see a change in color around the crotch area.

But those panties concealed a rather tragic state of affairs.

"Stop, stop it—no, sto—"

When the tentacle looped through the top of her panties and out one of the legs, it slid them down to her knees.

With that, although it wasn't visibly apparent, some liquid other than slime and urine was pulled into a line between her crotch and panties.

Alfira could tell what was happening by sight. Because of her posture, her gaze would inevitably fall to her genitals. She could understand through how much pain there was what the situation was with her genitals. At least, she'd intended to understand.

But in truth, as Alfira was much more wet than she'd expected, her yet-untrespassed labia had already parted slightly.

"U-uuu…"

She felt shame and hopelessness.

Unable to properly handle the emotions swirling within her mind and hanging her head in shame, she once again began to cry.

At the same time as that, the slime and tentacles that had been stimulating her breasts and urethra stopped moving.

She didn't even wonder if it had finished. When she thought about how it would humiliate her even more than currently, she cried even more.

This wasn't the end. Alfira knew all too well that there was more to come.

That is, wasn't Alfira's future being put on show right before her eyes?

"I'm begging you—"

Alfira's voice leaked out.

The woman's voice was weak.

"—please, stop."

Simultaneously with her mutters, the tentacle stroked her labia.

With a sense of disgust yet a definite feeling of arousal, her hips quivered.

From here on, Alfira would be raped.

It wasn't that large. It wasn't the weapon of mass destruction currently assaulting Frederica, at least. It was slightly smaller than that of an adult male's, even.

Although Alfira couldn't tell the difference due to her lack of experience, this was something the Black Ooze had considered.

The feeling of pain lead to a waste in intercourse. It had learned this from its acts with Satia. Moreover, its implantation into Frederica—who lusted for pleasure—didn't go as smoothly as it did with Satia.

It didn't truly know if pleasure had any relation to conception within its mother bodies.

However, as anecdotal experience, the Black Ooze had learned that mother bodies submerged in pure pleasure were more easily able to conceive a child.

"Sh-shta… stop, please…"

The sound of liquids squishing into each other could be heard as the Black Ooze's mucus and Alfira's secretions mixed.

Rubbing against her labia as though a man would to jack off with her inner thighs, it brushed again her clitoris, causing her waist to jump.

This was a physiological phenomenon, not Alfira's own intention. Even though she knew that, she felt betrayed by her body's reactions, even more tears of regret and vexation spilling down her cheeks.

"Stop."

Some strength was put into the tentacle rubbing right against her labia.

Knowing what about to happen through the feeling of it, Alfira bit her lip.

She would at least suppress her voice. Convincing herself of that for the umpteenth time, she once again clung to her failed resistance.

"—"

Her vagina, never before deflowered, was penetrated by the tentacle.

She felt an overwhelming sensation of oppression and intimidation.

She couldn't understand why the two were gasping and moaning with cries of pleasure, they must have something wrong with them.

Alfira abused the two before her within her mind. By doing so, she tried to settle herself down.

She cursed that the people with something wrong with them were the two in front of her: Frederica and Satia. Not herself.

She cursed that something like willingly accepting a monster was impossible.

But the Black Ooze wasn't in a rush as it slowly unwound the tenseness in Alfira's body. As though it were trying to not break her hymen, it went went back and forth through the entrance the her vagina countless times.

This was the same sort of behavior that was exhibited within her urethra beforehand.

Rather than suddenly plunging all the way in, it would gradually, little by little, bit by bit, adapt her body.

"Fu-uhn, nn… nnn—"

The pain she expected never came.

Even that sense of oppression she'd felt at first disappeared before long.

It was like rolling down a slope after that.

Once the area near her entrance had been relaxed, what followed next was that the slime within her urethra began moving. The bladder far within her urethra and the base of her clitoris were pressed together.

Her empty bladder no longer shouted in pain, instead conveying a pleasant sensation that absolutely no human had ever felt before.

It was the same with her clitoris. How would any human have ever felt their clitoris being stimulated from behind it?

Similarly with her glossy nipples, her right one was pulled on by the string-like tentacle and teased.

Her left nipple was licked, rolled, and entirely visible through the transparent mucus.

She felt like richly colored fireworks were going off within her head.

Her eyes looked towards the rocky surface of the walls yet saw nothing, simply shedding tears. Her lips she'd been biting down on had parted slightly, her glossy tongue and beautifully white teeth becoming visible from within.

"St… op…"

Her body slackened.

She couldn't put any strength into it at all.

Still suspended by the Black Ooze, Alfira had ended up so weak that she wasn't even able to resist vocally.

The Black Ooze, having acquired the techniques and knowledge of dozens of men, was much too skilled in pleasuring Alfira, who had barely even known about these acts.

Each time her nipples, clitoris, urethra, or vagina were stimulated, the female knight's body would react in amusing ways.

She looked entirely look a toy given to some child—a child named Black Ooze.

"Fuah—ahnnn, uu…"

The toy swallowed back her saliva.

Each time the toy was stimulated, she would let out a moan, reacting to even the slightest of stimulation. The way she leapt back and forth between the border of pleasure and resistance was amusing.

"Ha-aah. Nnuu—sho, go-ood…"

"Go, shu… shamaaaa…"

Frederica and Satia were the first to collapse.

It could be said to be natural as they had started being ravished long before Alfira woke up, but those two's states were wretched.

Their bodies had been entirely covered with mucus, her rich hair clinging to both her body and cheeks.

Above all, some amount of distinctly cloudy liquid from the slime dripped from their vaginas.

The semen that had no room to stay within them overflowed, trailing down their thighs.

Alfira didn't know what kind of thing a monster's semen was. However, what she did know was that a human would definitely be impregnated if that much was poured into them.

The duo's expressions—they seemed incredibly happy, delighted, and satisfied… Most of all, the two willingly brought tentacles that were near their faces into their mouths, caressing them with their tongues and rubbing their cheeks against them. They were willingly attempting to please the tentacles.

(… Ah.)

Would she become like that as well?

(Aaah…)

Would she also wish to willingly please these monsters?

"A-ah—hiiiin!"

Another tentacle began to knead her clitoris.

While cursing that her body would climax from that alone—

She felt fear, humiliation, shame, and pleasure. Each of those feelings and each of the various fluids covering her warped her expression.

"Get, aw—… get away, from meeee!!"

Shlink.

Alfira felt like she heard the sound of something tearing.