episode_0339

“What… Where have all these bitches gone… … ?”

Lalatina walked around the gloomy yet strangely warm den with Greta by her side so she could hold onto it at any time.

For some reason, she was taking cautious steps, looking around the extremely quiet den.

Lalatina, who had been shuddering at the sight of countless monsters making crunching noises and hiding when she approached, was startled whenever something showed itself, and was clutching her chest in pain.

But apart from that, she finally found the stairs hidden in the corner.

She was able to climb the stairs to the upper floor, and immediately snorted as she wondered where the members of the den who had never been seen had disappeared to.

“If you don’t have it, I’m comfortable.

If this happens, should I start a fire?”

Lalatina, who felt as if she was becoming happy just thinking about Vivian’s troubled expression, was looking around, dreaming dark thoughts.

A den that can be called a building in itself, without a style that is difficult to see anywhere.

At the same time, it seemed artificial, but when I saw the natural light seeping into various places, I could feel a subtle sense of high-quality living.

‘Where am I…’ … ?

If there was a place like this…

There was no way I wouldn’t have known… ‘

In order to suit the tastes of aristocrats, Lalatina used all kinds of luxurious elements.

It goes without saying that there are people who want luxury as a natural element, as if they are enjoying a fresh game, rather than simply artificial luxury.

‘Who made it?

I could use it as an architectural designer for the next branch… ‘

Although she was not evaluated as having outstanding abilities, she still had the minimum level of sophistication as a businesswoman.

When she looked at the natural structure of the den, she could not help but instinctively give a positive review, seeing that the structure emphasized functionality as well as its own modern aesthetic sense.

“This is… … It’s pretty spacious… ?”

When Lalatina reached the work floor on the third basement floor, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes as she looked at the structure of the work floor, which was spread out like a reasonably sized plaza.

Although it is not immediately comparable to a nobleman’s mansion or Mademoiselle, a large building of this size is especially likely to attract some degree of word of mouth.

That was the moment when she, with her pride hurt that there were things she didn’t know about among this many items, was crossing the work floor with Greta behind her to take a look around the work floor.

“Hiik… !!”

Suddenly, voices of instinctive surprise began to flow from Lalatina’s mouth as she looked at the bundles of soft tentacles starting to come down from the ceiling of the work floor.

“What… what… … !!

Let monsters loose here and there… !?”

If you think about it, Lalatina has been stuck in the corner of her prison cell, taking only what was given to her, whether it was a tentacle sofa or just tentacles.

When tentacles, which she had previously thought were monsters brought from somewhere, came down from holes in the ceiling, she inadvertently took a step back, her face turning white.

Before she could threaten Greta, Lalatina was quickly floating into the air, her limbs being grabbed by a bundle of tentacles.

“Hyaaa!! this… Let go of this… … !!”

Although it was the tentacle she wanted so much, Lalatina was unable to overcome her instinctive fear and flailed with her legs in the air.

However, he was dumbfounded when he saw the tentacle’s sudden action of letting go of him.

Like a girl whose heart wasn’t ready yet, she ran away towards the stairs, leaving even the important hostage, Greta, alone.

This time, she climbed one more floor and reached the residential floor.

As she was scanning the residential floor to find a door to go outside, she glanced at the wooden beds and various convenient furniture that filled the floor, and began to hastily move around.

Meanwhile, Lalatina found something that looked like a large gate and went over to it. She was trying her best to open it by pushing and pounding on the tree roots blocking the place with her hand.

“Profit… … !! Wow!!”

However, when the door began to open, as if the intricately intertwined tree roots were slowly moving out of the way, she, who had briefly taken a step back in surprise, managed to squeeze through the door even before it opened and went inside.

“Ah… Ugh… Wow… !!”

Then, her ankle caught on a root and she fell forward.

She unintentionally rolled over and hurriedly got up, feeling dizzy. When she saw the scene unfolding before her eyes, she let out a sigh-like admiration.

“Haaa… … This is it… … ”

In a groove gently dug like a valley in the bottom, water flows with a rippling sound, reminiscent of a real stream.

By the time the flowing water reaches the wall, it disappears as if absorbed, so the drain is not even visible.

In addition, as if to use the stream as a boundary, there are various furniture that are made entirely of wood but blend in with natural beauty, and even the soft feel of the well-made beds.

Looking at the queen’s room, which was so well described as using nature as a blanket and the forest as a pillow, Lalatina was just admiring it rather than thinking about running away.

“…… Wow!!”

But this time, Lalatina was surprised that the tentacle coming down from the ceiling touched her.

However, this time, the face expressing her state of mind looked a bit complicated.

“Mer… stop… … ruler… It only takes a moment… !!”

Even if she was, she wasn’t stupid.

The fact that the tentacle that I thought had escaped earlier has chased me all the way here means that this entire place is in fact part of its sphere of influence.

In other words, this beautiful space that seems impossible to create with human technology.

It meant that the person who created it was this monster.

“You can’t do it just anywhere… … ?

therefore… here… I’ll lie down here… ”

In the end, Lalatina came to the conclusion that trying to escape from a place that could be the monster’s mouth or stomach was just a foolish act.

And aside from that, in this room that felt oddly captivating, she was getting excited without even realizing it, and a small blush was forming on her nervous cheeks.

Don’t you know this because you’ve already experienced it?

“Gulp… … ”

That thing that gives you pleasure that makes your heart flutter with anticipation rather than fear.

Moreover, the pleasure of lying down on a comfortable and cozy bed in a beautiful room like this rather than a narrow and messy prison cell would have felt even better.

Lalatina was lying down on Vivian’s bed, which was the best choice, and slowly spread her legs, feeling a strange sense of freedom that she could not feel even in her own luxurious room.

It’s such a stable, cozy, yet liberating environment.

“Hmm… Tsk… !!”

Before she knew it, she felt the disarmament brand covering her crotch slowly being pushed aside, opening her vagina.

Lalatina was whimpering happily as the tentacle began to wrap around her body, but soon the tentacle was slipperily rubbing against her bare, hairless crotch, causing her to straighten her back while gasping.

“Ah… iced coffee… … !!”

A feeling of complete restraint, as if chained, that she had never felt even when she shared her body with any man who had obeyed her.

As the subject stands in a position where he can come in at any time, the tentacle, which is softer and smoother than anyone’s tongue, just rubs against the clitoris.

As the tentacle began to struggle without actually coming in, Lalatina, who had a hot body, placed one hand on the soft bed and started to hold on to the tentacle with difficulty, stretching out the other hand.

“Haaa… … joke… Don’t hit me… ”

‘nine… Thick… Something like this… …

I thought it wasn’t normal, but… ‘

She had only been violated one-sidedly so far, but this was her first time using her own hands. She was swallowing her saliva again when she felt the tentacles that were so tight in her hands that she couldn’t hold them all with one hand.

This is why it always feels like my stomach will be pierced every time I get violated.

Lalatina, who was rubbing the tentacle she was holding with her hand against her pussy, which was now slippery with love juice, was gently curling her toes and opening her pelvis wide.

A natural behavior that has become ingrained in one’s changed body, as if instinctively saying that one is ready to accept this existence.

Then, at the feeling of a tentacle slowly opening her vaginal opening and pushing in, she unconsciously took a deep breath and let out a surprised exclamation.

“Hmph… … !! Ahhh…

article… 10,000,000 gold… Heeet… !!”

However, I thought I pushed it in a little, but the tip of the tentacle was already deeply kissing the uterus.

Lalatina whimpered and twisted her back without realizing it, but eventually turned over and buried her face in the soft pillow.

“Ugh… town… Oh my… Andaek… … ”

In the end, before she could even close her mouth as the sound of the song escaped, the cool breeze passing by her skin made her start to close her eyes without realizing it, soaked in the coolness of the mucus that moistened her heat.