The Right Way to Use Slime

“Ha! ha! Pfft! Ha!”

In a dark room, the moonlight coming through the window dimly illuminates a woman.

The woman’s condition was not good to say the least.

Her intelligent, mature face, showing signs of age, was stained with her tears, snot, and saliva.

Her slightly wavy black hair that reached down to her waist was tangled as if it had been ripped out.

Her pure white body, without any underwear on, had bruises here and there,

Teeth marks were clearly visible on the huge breasts, which were swollen to perfection.

The red, bloodshot vagina and the pure white fluid leaking from it were clearly signs of rape.

But shockingly, these were only the minor causes of the woman’s misery.

The biggest culprit that truly causes a woman’s misery is,

“I hate it! Don’t move!”

It was her abdomen that moved as if it were alive.

Wiggle, wiggle!

The woman’s stomach, swollen like a pregnant woman, was constantly shaking.

Even if the baby in the womb were to constantly kick the mother’s stomach, it would be impossible for it to shake like that.

It was like that.

In fact, what was in the woman’s stomach was not a lovely baby, but a terrifying monster.

“Nagat! Please get out!”

It’s painful to have your own baby, but how much more painful would it be to have a monster baby?

But despite the immense pain, the woman struggled mightily.

I gritted my teeth and tried to somehow get the monster inside my stomach out.