episode_0011

But in the end, it didn’t take long to realize that the atmosphere at the academy was unusual.

The news of Vivian’s disappearance eventually spread, and a group of people seemed to be looking for her and started searching all over the place.

‘I said it was Vivian de Grenot…’ ‘

Vivian, daughter of the Marquis de Grenot.

As expected, the fact that the Marquis’s daughter disappeared from the academy in one night seemed to be a shock to many people.

“Hmm… !! Caesar… … ”

Of course, she was trapped in the tentacle den under the flower bed, receiving training diligently today, and giving birth to spider leg seeds whose purpose is still unknown.

But since no one knew about it, there seemed to be various rumors going around inside the academy.

“Did you hear about Vivian? You haven’t come home for two days already… … ”

“I heard you fell in a forbidden love with a man and ran away at night?”

“A… It’s not like that!! He was definitely kidnapped!!

I heard that Vivian doesn’t like men very much?”

What would Vivian think if she sat on the bench in front of the flower bed and heard them talking among themselves?

Even at this very moment, she was being forcibly climaxed by having her vagina pierced by a tentacle while nourishing her roots with obscene pussy juice.

Thanks to my hard practice with Vivian these days, I was gradually becoming familiar with her general erogenous zones and how to make her climax and release bodily fluids.

It occurred to me that if I violated her in this way over a long period of time, not only would she continue to give birth to seeds, but I could also use her as a kind of livestock that would ooze obscene yet nutritious juices…

“My uncle said that even though they searched the entire academy, it wasn’t there?”

“Hehe… now… Well… … ”

“It’s scary… … Could it be that there really is a kidnapper? … ?”

“I heard there is no sign that anyone went anywhere other than the front door and the back door?

But all the doors are guarded by guards, right?

“Now… Climax… … ”

Doesn’t this mean that he is a person capable of breaking through that and kidnapping? ?

Grenot is famous for many things…

I heard that there are many enemies in politics… … ”

“Really, what should I do… … ?”

“There.. it keeps hurting… A baby is made… Hehehe… !!”

Thanks to the dense roots that made the den almost soundproof, no one except me could hear Vivian’s desperate moans, even from just a few meters away.

It was the same thing for Vivian, who couldn’t hear the other girls’ voices and was being raped by tentacles without even knowing where she was.

“Who… Help me… …

Afro is… Chikage… I’ll live…

Ugh… !! Ugh!! Hmm… … !!”

However, not only was she incapacitated by being marinated in drugs, but she was in a constant state of heat and could not even get a proper rest during that time.

As time passes, she drinks the nutritious fluid flowing from the tentacles that are constantly stuck in her throat, and excretes it as orgasmic juice to moisturize the roots of the tree in her lair.

Obviously, just considering the amount of liquid she had packed so far, it would have been enough to make her feel at risk of dehydration under normal circumstances.

However, as she was cumming, I thought it was fortunate that they filled it with a nutritional solution that felt similar to an electrolyte drink.

Thanks to this, I was able to drink her orgasmic juice from the root and slowly grow, which was a positive effect…

For Vivian, the current situation has been so painful that she even says that she will now reflect and become a good person.

Actually, I had that thought.

No matter how much I want to meet ‘the woman’ again, I wonder if it’s okay to do something like this.

From the moment I inadvertently saved Anne, I had been doing it to survive, but my conscience had not weakened to the point where I was completely okay with constantly tormenting suffering people.

‘soon… Should I make it painless now? … ‘

Vivian’s eyes were intermittently rolling back and forth, and her lips, which had protruded forward and hardened, were breathing heavily.

As I gently stroked her body with my tentacles, I noticed a slight change in her body trembling like an aspen, and suddenly started waving my tentacles.

‘What is this smell again?’

Certainly, from the time I first met her, I had smelled a girlish perfume with a faint but pleasant scent and a unique soft soapy scent.

Nowadays, I’m a little repulsed by the pungent smell of bodily fluids, but since I have the original version, I don’t think the original scent has changed much.

However, as if the atmosphere changed, the unique scent emanating from her body changed, and while I was watching her, I could inadvertently feel another instinct begin to stir.

‘This feels a little different… ?’

Vivian’s face seemed to be slightly flushed.

And although my breasts were originally big, they seemed to have swelled up a bit, perhaps because I was constantly stimulated while being confined in a small space.

She still had a crying expression, but there seemed to be a strange color flowing through it.

Unable to erase the feeling of how erotic it was while looking at that scene, I unintentionally began to slowly thrust my tentacle towards her again.

“Again… Mewson.. I’m trying to make a fuss… … ?

this… Lee Sang-eun… Angdaae… …

Ugh… me… It’s so weird… … ”

Why do I feel this way?

It feels like you want to be coveted from head to toe.

Or does it feel like I literally want to eat it up?

But everything else aside, I could tell that this feeling was some kind of instinct.

When one carelessly thrust tentacle dug into Vivian’s vagina, where she was helplessly spreading her thighs and dripping sticky liquid down her crotch, Vivian let out a cry of excitement rather than a scream of disgust this time.

“Heeeuuu!!”

In the past, whenever he violated her, she had shown signs of resistance before the caress was sufficient, so this was definitely a situation that could not help but feel strange.

“Hehe… Hehehe… !! Slippery… I felt sore… … ”

Her face, which could only speak simple words, as if she had suffered an infantile relapse, had an expression of pleasure, a very clear sign of heat.

Like a cat in heat and barking, she let out a happy nasal noise and arched her back behind her back, twisting this and that, causing her smooth abdomen to protrude forward and gently bulge in the shape of the tentacles protruding inside. It was.

‘It’s really sexy… ‘

When I think about it, I think I’ve tasted tentacles like this before, but seeing this woman who was caught by me licking with helpless pleasure and seeing her vagina transform was truly a novel taste.

In addition, the fact that there was an unusual effect taking place that I had not seen before, greatly increased my expectations.

It wasn’t an ordinary pistoning motion, but I began to feel a fine sensation from the tentacles that were rotating the inside of her vagina along the rotating shafts on both sides like a drill.

“This… Ugh… … Picking while turning… !!

bar… It’s a foul… After experiencing something like this… … !! Huh?”

I felt something strange and began to observe what was happening, concentrating my attention on the tentacles stroking inside her.

‘What is this… … ?’

Vivian’s cervix has become quite familiar to me after seeing it a few times.

From the tip of my tentacle, which was holding up the lowered uterus, in close contact with it, as if kissing it, another very small and thin tentacle came out.

The small tentacle, which looked like the snout of an alien piercing its prey, squeezed into the cervix, extended forward, and slowly passed through the narrow inner wall.

How many times do humans have the opportunity to see such a sight with the naked eye?

The inner wall of the uterus, which twitches and squirms like a single living thing, becomes thicker and appears quite narrow, possibly due to the ovulation period.

In some ways, it was a grotesque sight, but it also gave me a sense of mystery, like seeing a new world.

‘A baby is born inside this…’ ‘

However, it was only a moment before I could admire it, and the thin tentacle that seemed to wander for a moment in the center of the womb soon began to crawl towards somewhere as if it had smelled something.

‘Where are you going?’

As I followed the feeling of a tentacle that had entered a corner and started digging into that place, I realized that it was a hole connected to the fallopian tube, which leads to the ovaries.

‘wait for a sec… uh… How far are you going to go… … ‘

The action of a tentacle that slowly penetrated a very narrow pipe.

I was looking at this with concern, but soon I started to get distracted by Vivian’s actions, screaming in embarrassment.

“Ah.. ah… !! Don’t tell me that… … !!

It’s my precious thing… …

My egg… It’s precious… … !!”

I was momentarily dumbfounded by her words and began to look at the tentacle’s view again, and before I knew it, I was able to discover that the tentacle had penetrated halfway into the fallopian tube and was facing a very small being.

‘hey… This can’t be… … ?’

If you looked at it with the naked eye, you would never have seen it, but if that small being that you can barely see through the senses through its tentacles seems to be trembling, is it an illusion?

Vivian’s egg entered the ovulation period and escaped into the fallopian tube.

Originally, semen would enter the vagina, sperm would flow into the fallopian tubes, fertilization would occur, and implant in the uterus, but who would have thought that it would be stolen in the middle?

By the way, Vivian, who noticed this, perhaps because of her keen intuition as a woman, was struggling in a situation where her precious things were being taken away helplessly.

While I was suddenly amazed at her insight(?), which was showing full maternal instinct, the tentacle approached the small trembling cell, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

‘Wow!! what!! Why eat that!! wait for a sec!!’

The tentacle that had swallowed the egg seemed to have done its job and slithered out of the womb like a snake without any regrets.

Finally, the moment the egg was swallowed, the tentacle that swallowed the egg was sucked back into the original tentacle, as if it were being recovered, in Vivian’s vagina, where she reached a violent climax again and was fluttering her waist.

“Hmm… Take it out… Put it on…

My baby egg… Take it out and use it… … ”

I don’t know if it’s because of the climax or the sadness she instinctively felt, but Vivian begins to sob and shed tears.

As the tentacle came out of her vaginal opening, with thick juice hanging down like a thread, Vivian was left tied to the roots again. Her body, exhausted from the excruciating pleasure, went limp, and only then did she seem to faint and fall asleep.

“Sigh… . Sigh… … Hmm… … ”

After looking at her for a moment, looking like an angel in her sleep, I gently wiped away the tears that had fallen down her cheeks with a tentacle, looked down at the tentacle that had swallowed the egg, and began to get lost in thought.

‘Where on earth are you planning to use this… … ?’