Calamity – 禍 (8)

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Inside the cramped box.

I was being transported, drenched in Breast Milk.

The box, slightly smaller than my body, pressed against my skin in many places. My breasts, in particular, were squeezed so tightly it was suffocating. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been expressing lately? Just a light touch makes me squirt Breast Milk everywhere, so being squeezed like this while moving would definitely cause an endless stream.

Well, squirting Breast Milk was fine.

The problem was, it was filling up.

“Huuph, huuu…”

And this box. My head was pointing downwards. If the Breast Milk pooled at the bottom, it would block my breathing hole. Since I couldn’t open my mouth due to the command, my nose was the last line of defense. The moment it rose above my nose, I’d drown in my own Breast Milk.

It was such a tight fit that there wasn’t much empty space. I was forcibly straining to prevent more Breast Milk from flowing out, but my strength gave out with every jolt, making it a futile effort.

• Deolkeong!

“Huueueu…”

The box swayed violently, causing my waist to shake, and jjiiik! Breast Milk spurted out.

A little Vaginal Fluid leaked out along with it.

‘Blood rushing to my head makes it hard to concentrate…’

I needed physical concentration, not mental. But my head and body weren’t cooperating, giving me a headache. This lewd body of mine squirts Breast Milk with the slightest stimulation.

The Breast Milk flowing like a faucet had already taken over my forehead and was now aiming for the bridge of my nose, gradually rising.

If I were to die by a fist, a blade, or even drugs or magic, I might accept it, but drowning in my own Breast Milk?

It was a pathetic and unsightly end befitting me.

‘Don’t think about it, don’t think about it…’

The more I imagined this miserable and disgraceful end, the more my body heated up. The Breast Milk was already giving me a headache, but if Vaginal Fluid was added, it would be truly dangerous.

But it was a futile effort. Just then, the box jolted, and I came just from the thought. It was because of the plug inserted through my pussy.

The sticky liquid passed my clitoris and navel, finally invading my neckline. The Vaginal Fluid mixed with the Breast Milk as it flowed, becoming very cloudy.

• Chulleong.

Then, as the box moved again, the liquid that had reached its limit entered my nostrils.

“Heup, eup, heuuph…!”

I tried to push it down, but it was no use. The movement became more intense, and the amount entering the hole gradually increased. Even in the midst of all this, the Breast Milk continued to flow downwards, so I felt like I would drown in just a few minutes.

‘S, save me…’

I can’t breathe.

The filth mixed with Breast Milk and Vaginal Fluid keeps entering my ears and nostrils. I held my breath. My stamina was being depleted so rapidly that I didn’t know if I could last ten seconds. Holding my breath with blood rushing to my head was twice as difficult.

• Deolkeong…!

Had five seconds passed while holding my breath?

It was about eight minutes since I was put in the box and moved.

“Heuueup…!”

The box tilted.

The filth that had risen above the bridge of my nose gradually flowed upwards, creating a small breathing hole. I didn’t miss that timing. Forgetting about the remaining filth entering, I desperately gasped for air.

“Heuu, euheueu…”

The box quickly became level. The blood rushing to my head also subsided to some extent, making it easier to assess the situation. It wasn’t like the filth that had entered my ears would come out just because it was level, though. I still couldn’t hear outside sounds.

Instead, I felt a vibration close enough to be sensed by my skin. There was a sensation of something opening with a ppogak.

At the same time, a cold breeze touched my buttocks. New air entered the box, which was rotting with the smell of female. I guessed that Shuriel had opened the pussy hole she had drilled in advance.

I held my breath and slowly waited for something to happen. With my vision limited and my ears blocked, my five senses became more sensitive.

• Jjeubeubeub…!

“Eup, heup…?”

The plug blocking my pussy was pulled out. I trembled and came. The Semen that was still full in my uterus took this opportunity to gush out. Semen and Breast Milk trickled through the hole. White steam was emitted through the hole.

Had it flowed out enough? A familiar-shaped glans entered through the hole. It was definitely Shuriel’s dick. The monstrous dick that had fucked and cum inside me dozens, hundreds of times. It was an unforgettable dick.

Instantly, the strength in my body gave out. As soon as I recognized it as a dick, my pussy unconsciously loosened. The tightly closed pussy that had kissed the glans ravenously devoured the dick.

• Deolkeong, deolkeong.

He shakes the box, releasing his sexual desire.

“Heup, heuuph… heugeuep…”

The dick buried to the root. Shuriel shook the box as usual. The piston motion sucking Mana. The devastating dick length pressing against my navel. It was definitely a dick that no female in this world could beat.

Being ‘used’ like this made the misery rise even more.

Wasn’t I just a public toilet that could be used anytime, anywhere? What if Shuriel left the box I was in somewhere? And what if someone picked it up…

…Ecstasy, no, it was terrible.

“Euehup, geueheuep…”

Jjigeok, jjigeok.

The sound of flesh shaking and colliding filled the box. Even though my earholes were blocked with Breast Milk, I could feel it clearly. Every moment the bat-like dick pierced my body, passed through the vaginal folds, and pounded on my cervix.

• Umjil.

Was it because we were outside? The toilet use wasn’t that long. Shuriel shook his waist appropriately and prepared to pour in Semen.

• Bureureut…!!

The ejaculation was swift. It was a fast ejaculation, like pissing. But the amount was always beyond imagination. Frankly, I could guarantee that there was more Semen than the piss he usually took.

My stomach swelled with the Semen pouring directly into my uterus. But even now, my stomach was being pressed down by the box. There was no space for my stomach to expand.

Kureureuk… The Semen that could no longer enter gurgled and flowed back. The box was tightly sealed. The rising Semen, the stuffy air, and the intense male scent were polluting my brain in real-time.

‘I don’t know anymore…’

Fortunately, after the first use, the box was put on normally. He also made a few breathing holes. Now, it didn’t seem like I had to worry about drowning in the flowing Semen and Breast Milk.

The regurgitated Semen had risen to my chin, which was a little dangerous, but a certain amount was released the next time I used the toilet, so it didn’t rise to my face. Well… even comparing before and after, my body was always submerged in Semen. It was the same.

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Pluton was skilled at disguise.

Her disguise wasn’t just limited to appearance; she could change everything, including the soul.

That was why the Executor and Yujin hadn’t been able to figure out her identity. Having harvested the souls of countless humans, she knew how to imitate humans to some extent. If she increased the number of souls she used, she could boast a sophistication that even Yujin wouldn’t be able to distinguish.

Of course.

It couldn’t be easy to deceive the eyes of an Arch Mage.

Just once.

She suffered a painful loss of half her power just to deceive her eyes once. Not only did she lose too many souls, but the damage to her main body was also considerable.

Pluton thought that she should never fight such a monster.

‘I didn’t even know that curses wouldn’t work…’

Even her own curse didn’t work on that crazy magician bitch.

‘Still… it worked on the other two~…’

Pavin Angrid. This year was weak. If a sanctuary was set up, it would be quite threatening, but she could just run away before that. The reason Pluton didn’t catch Pavin was because she knew the aftermath. She didn’t want her unfinished hobbies to be disturbed.

But Shuriel Lucellini. The Executor with the strongest force among the three Executors. She had the World Tree’s horn, so she had bad compatibility with all demons, including Pluton.

Leaving the magician aside, she needed groundwork to fight that bastard.

‘It would be fun to run around until the effect kicks in… and then attack right before she dies~’

Curse of Weakness.

A simple but powerful effect that kills you in as little as five days or as long as a month.

The scary thing about this curse is that it requires the soul of a living human to be lifted. It will never be lifted unless the person trying to lift it offers a fresh sacrifice ‘directly’.

‘I don’t really intend to kill her, but…’

Pluton knows that if she kills a strong human, an even stronger human will come. If she keeps causing trouble, she might even call the Demon of War, Barfeugos, and wage a large-scale war.

She just wanted to cause division.

‘You’re going to have a hard time solving this~?’

The fact that you need the soul of a living human to lift the curse means you have to learn black magic.

Pluton knows that humans hate and reject black magic. She also knew that the moment you touched a human soul to lift the curse, an indelible mark would be left on your body.

The unique and terrible fraud of a black magician. You might be able to get away with it with lies in the North, but the moment you leave the North, you’ll be exposed.

This bastard used humans as sacrifices.

‘An Executor who learned black magic… that’s interesting~’

Surely, because of the situation, she’ll say that she can’t help it, that it’s a waste to kill the Executor, that she can use death row inmates, and so on, giving various reasons to use black magic. Whether it’s official or the Executor’s sole decision.

If not, will she admit her mistake and quietly accept death?

Ha. Nonsense.

Does she know how ugly life becomes in the face of death?

It’s natural for God’s creations. God made life that way. Those facing death usually struggle to survive by any means. That was the world Pluton had seen, and the law of nature set by God.

God.

Yes, God.

That hateful name.

However, she was quite devout for a demon. A demon who believes in God. That’s who Pluton was.

Except for enjoying life by destroying the things God has given her.

Giving God the finger with such care means that there must also be a God who will give me the finger.

In that sense, breaking the Executor’s faith and making her learn black magic, the symbol of evil… it was a thrilling thing to even imagine.

‘I want to collect their souls and torture them, but I have to be patient this time…’

She didn’t think she could win by fighting them.

She wasn’t angry.

If you’re weak, you have to live as you are.

‘While I’m here, should I check out their movements~?’

This time, she disguised herself as a young child.

It was the appearance of a child who was burned to death when a remote village was burned down. I don’t know how many people will remember it now. I burned to death not only the kid’s mom and dad, but also the uncle. Oh, I still have the uncle’s soul.

After finishing the disguise, she tracks down the Executor by tracking the fragments of the soul she felt today.

‘Ah, I found her…’

A tall man wearing a hood.

He’s carrying a strange box, but it must be Shuriel.

‘…Where’s the other one~?’

But something was strange.

There were definitely two souls, but she could only see one. She wondered if it was hidden from view, so she moved around to look, but she couldn’t see the other one.

‘…It’s that magician’s soul. Is she hiding?’

Pluton was worried because she couldn’t see the most dangerous year.