Blade Forest – Labyrinth (7)

Shortly after declaring that he would use me for interspecies experiments.

Perhaps he couldn’t leave such a valuable test subject bleeding, so he personally applied bandages. It was a crude measure, just cloth over bare skin, but it was better than nothing. I stopped the bleeding without the Dungeon Master noticing. He beamed, pleased with his excellent medical skills.

“If you run, I’ll kill you! Wait quietly!”

He peeked his head in to warn me, then left the cave.

Left alone with Gankan. I couldn’t help but laugh at the lax security, considering I wasn’t even tied up. It’s not like I could move with my legs cut off, but I didn’t expect him to be so careless as to bandage me up.

―Kung.

As I was giggling like a madwoman, Gankan tapped his hooves to let me know he was there. I instantly changed my expression and played the ‘kidnapped magician’.

“I’m here! Gankan! The test subject didn’t run away, did she?”

The Dungeon Master returned wearing clothes that didn’t fit him. Long sleeves that went past his hands and baggy pants that could only be worn by tying them with a string. I don’t know if he stole human clothes, but the way he puffed out his shoulders made it seem like he was trying to act like a dignified master.

With his white hair and clothes, it was hard to believe he was really a Demon. The only thing that made me think of him as a Demon was the long tail sticking out from his back. A typical Demon tail with a spade symbol.

But, Gaolise and Artania didn’t have those… Are they different species?

“Gankan! Drag the short-lived species to the fourth room!”

And so.

The real experiment began.

I swallowed hard and winked at Gankan. It meant to listen to the Dungeon Master’s orders for the time being. Gankan hooked his hooves around my neck and dragged me away. The fourth room was right next door. The move itself didn’t take long.

“…Ugh.”

The fourth cave.

It stinks. Looking around, I saw the rotting corpses of monsters. I frowned at the stench, which was beyond disgusting. The Dungeon Master didn’t seem to mind the smell as he muttered with a gloomy face.

“It has to succeed this time…”

The failures of monster breeding.

The number ‘5’ was written on the corpse, presumably a baby monster. Maybe it was the survival period after birth. I turned my eyes to check more corpses. There were many monsters with numbers on them. But most of them didn’t last more than 6 days.

Well, there was no way monsters born with the power of the core could have normal reproductive activity. Invading the realm of God once was already a cursed thing, but trying to invade it twice? Of course, it couldn’t work.

“Keueung… Ga, Gankan, move this…”

The Dungeon Master struggled to move a huge iron plate with restraints attached. He borrowed Gankan’s strength because he couldn’t do it alone. I, who was lying haphazardly on the ground, instinctively knew that it was a ‘test bed’.

―Cheolkeok.

Gankan grabbed my neck and put me on the test bed. Chains were fastened to my neck and arms, and my legs were spread wide and fixed at the thighs. I, hanging on the test bed, looked at the Dungeon Master with trembling eyes. He tilted the test bed to 40 degrees and brought an unidentified notebook.

“Preparation is complete…”

“…It’s useless to do this.”

“Shut up! I told you, you don’t know until you try!”

He shouted and opened the notebook.

“The remaining monsters are… Uh, two Drakes and…”

Three Orc subspecies. That was it. The Dungeon Master sighed and covered his head. It was too precious to use for experiments. The monsters used in the experiment are disposed of. Like those smelly corpses lying around.

Strictly speaking, self-destruction was a more appropriate word than disposal. Monsters that had already consumed their non-existent life force would die as they were. It was the limit of monsters born from the core. He didn’t even consider the monsters of Blade Forest, probably because he had already experimented on them once.

“Eueu…”

In fact, if it weren’t for Gankan, he would have been able to produce monsters like other Dungeon Masters. He used too much core energy to deal with Gankan. The Dungeon Master glared at Gankan, seemingly resentful of that.

He had me hanging on the test bed, but he couldn’t easily decide when he saw the remaining monsters. I stared at the Dungeon Master with cold eyes. It meant that if this was the end, I would turn everything upside down right away. He shuddered at the inexplicable goosebumps.

“Ah, th, that’s right!”

And some time later.

The Dungeon Master smiled, as if he had a good idea, and closed the notebook.

“Gankan!”

The monster he chose was Gankan.

I opened my mouth wide and said to the Dungeon Master.

“Yo, you don’t believe that horses and humans can breed, do you…?”

“You never know until you try!”

“….”

This innocent Demon was an existence that would die if he couldn’t satisfy his curiosity.

“Ju, just a moment―”

“You killed them, so you make them!”

Gankan was not a monster born from the power of the core, nor did he lack reproductive ability. The huge club on his lower body told me that he was a healthy male.

“Gankan! Quickly mate with this short-lived species bitch!”

―Jjwaak!!

The Dungeon Master tore off his dirt-covered clothes.

“Haaht.”

Soft bare skin was revealed as even the underwear was torn off. The skin was scarred here and there from being dragged around by Gankan, but the unique sweet scent and soft flesh remained. But, the reason I shuddered was not because of embarrassment.

‘Ah… He hasn’t taken out the Semen yet.’

Clark’s Semen flowed under the test bed. The Dungeon Master frowned when he saw the heart-shaped stigma engraved on the uterus and the churning Semen. But that was all. He didn’t seem to know what this meant. Only then did I remember that the Demon’s knowledge of sex was poor.

―Deolkeong!

At that time.

The height of the test bed was lowered horizontally. The view naturally turned to the ceiling. The dark and smelly cave ceiling. I couldn’t see anything else.

“Heueu…?”

At that moment.

Grayish leather covered my eyes.

“Hick….”

It was Gankan’s belly skin.

I slowly lowered my trembling eyes, and then I could see an unbelievable weapon.

A steel club the size of my forearm was pressing down on my lower abdomen. Gankan’s thing was too far from human size. It was too huge to be called a penis. I might break if I put that in.

I looked up at Gankan as much as possible. There was no neck, so there was no eye contact, but I felt a strangely excited momentum. Is it because of the smell of Semen that is still flowing? No, how did he feel it when he didn’t have eyes or a nose?

“Th, that’s right! Gankan! Listen to my orders!”

The Dungeon Master said in a slightly trembling voice. He was overwhelmed by the aura Gankan was emitting and was frightened.

―Kkuuuk…

“Hageut, Hick?!”

Gankan, who had been pressing down on my Semen-covered vulva, swelled his already large penis even larger. The tip of the glans came in between the cracked fissures. I convulsed and tried to pull out Gankan’s penis, but it only made me wag my hips, which made Gankan even more excited.

“Haieek, Higiieek―?!”

Fixed on the test bed so that it was easy to nail, I was just an Onahole. Gankan rubbed the flowing Semen all over his penis and began to cram it into the narrow fissure. A fist-sized glans tore through the flesh and entered. I screamed and convulsed in pain that pierced my brain.

The Dungeon Master was startled by the painful scream I let out and scolded Gankan.

“Ga, Gankan…? Th, you shouldn’t, ki, kill her…”

Ignore.

The Demon shut his mouth and didn’t know what to do.

“Haeuk, Heuek.”

I had difficulty breathing even though only the glans had entered. I stuck out my tongue and looked at my protruding lower abdomen. The uterine tattoo shone above the bulging mound. A clearly shining red heart. It meant that I was excited, unlike the painful scream.

―Jjibeub…!

“Hick, Heuk, Higeut?!”

But pleasure and pain were separate.

I writhed in pain that I couldn’t even breathe.

Gankan was not the type to stop just because I was in pain. In the end, Gankan was also a monster. A violent monster with a whirlwind of desire for domination and destructive instincts. I couldn’t even resist because I was restrained, so I had no choice but to allow Gankan’s penis.

“Ga, Kan… Th, th, is… Ju, die…”

It was the same as when the Minotaur’s penis entered. This body transformed my body so that it could accept all of that big thing. The flesh was torn and rebuilt at the same time, abnormally increasing the flesh.

“Heeuk, Heeek…”

My lower abdomen rose like a mountain. The tight pussy hole dripped with Cunt Juice and stretched out in the shape of a penis. Gankan’s penis was so large that it couldn’t be endured without rebuilding the body.

“Heueu, Heuk…?”

But before long, Gankan’s penis twitched. Stimulation from continuous reconstruction. I couldn’t stand the overwhelming pleasure that Clark couldn’t stand for even 10 seconds. I swallowed hard, estimating the amount of dripping Cowper’s fluid.

If he ejaculated like this, my stomach might swell like a balloon. I couldn’t just burst it and spill my insides, so I had to increase the flesh as much as the amount that came in…

Gankan didn’t care. He was a beast. As the Dungeon Master said, he just had to impregnate me. Of course, that wouldn’t happen under Aileen’s thorough protection, but the male instinct was certain.

―Bureureut…!!

“Heup, Kkeuke?! Ubeub, Eueup…!”

Deolkeong, Deolkeong! The test bed shook violently. Semen came in as if it would really burst my uterus. I vomited and pissed myself. Urine and Semen flowed under my severed thighs. Even that was Semen that couldn’t all go in and flowed backwards.

As expected, my stomach swelled like a balloon. I proudly showed off my big belly like a pregnant woman and pissed myself in an unsightly manner. A stuffy foreign body filled my lower body. Gankan didn’t care whether I died or not. I didn’t know if it was because he knew I was an overwhelming powerhouse, or if he was sincerely violating me at this moment.

“Kkuheup, Kkeueut…”

I foamed at the mouth. I was dizzy. I wanted to pass out right away, but I couldn’t because of Gankan’s penis piercing my uterus. I rolled my eyes and convulsed while the ejaculation continued. I convulsed so badly that the Dungeon Master gasped and wondered if he should release me.

“Th, that’s enough! Ga, Gankan! It’s an order! Stop right now and come back here!”

Again, ignore.

But fortunately, there was no more ejaculation. Gankan shuddered and began to pull out his penis. When Gankan’s penis came out completely, there was a pong-like vulgar sound. A vulva that was horribly torn open. Sticky Semen flowed out like a waterfall from below.

It flowed out endlessly as if a faucet had been turned on. The amount of Semen pooled under the test bed seemed to be at least two liters.

“Th, thije… Je, jebyaa… Th, stop…”

I begged, shedding tears. If I got nailed again like this, my stomach would burst. There was a limit to reconstruction. If I kept repeating this process of increasing and decreasing the flesh, I wouldn’t be able to withstand it and would explode.

―Kung!

A hoof sound filled with joy. Gankan seemed very satisfied with this ejaculation, as he shook his thorns and returned to his place.

“Is this… e, enough?”

My vision is blurry. A white-haired boy is seen through a foggy world. The Dungeon Master. He came to me and released the restraints.

Kung. I fell under the test bed. I vomited Semen again from my pussy due to the shock of falling from my lower abdomen.

“D, short-lived species bitch…? Are you still alive…?”