episode_0033

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Up until this point, I wasn’t taking the situation very seriously. I was surprised by the sudden movement, but people tend to eat more as their bodies grow. Is there anything different about tentacles?

Anyway, I still have enough mana. I’ll clean it up one more time from now on… , No, there won’t be any problem if you feed it.

“… ♡”

First, I raised my buttocks, which had been lowered to indulge in the afterglow, once again. Perhaps because it ate mana, the tentacles grew thicker, revealing a bumpy shape even on top of the clothes. You can’t rub something like this on the bed.

In addition, the tentacles on her pelvic area had grown even further, so much so that they could be seen sticking out of the leotard. Like that tentacle wall in the dungeon.

Of course, no matter how much the tentacles grow, the only place they can target is Kli. Increasing new stimulation is not a bad thing. Burying my face into the pillow, I was throbbing with anticipation of the pleasure to come.

Ah, here… , all♡

“ugh♡ … ?”

However, what I actually felt was the sensation of my labia being pulled left and right. Has he still not given up on insertion? The tentacles gathered together were approaching, aiming for the inside of the vagina.

That one feels good in its own way, but it’s nothing compared to Cli. As the tentacle’s movement was different from what I expected, I tried to somehow divert its attention.

“There, no♡ This way, here. You’re nice, huh?”

However, even when I rubbed the clit with my hand or pulled on my clothes and rubbed the tentacle against the clit, the movement of the tentacle did not change at all. Rather, it’s just a pity that my clit is stimulated in a vague way.

In the end, I gave up trying to induce tentacle movement. No matter what you do, tentacles and the like cannot pierce the protection of chastity. Obviously, if you fail a few times, you’ll get back to normal.

If you’re going to do something, give it a try. He was relaxed enough to puff out his cheeks and complain. … Until the tentacle crossed the hymen.

“!? Now, wait a minute. what. Huh!?”

At first, I thought it was an illusion. Because I don’t clearly remember the location of the hymen. However, the tentacles slowly but steadily dug inward, reaching a position where I could only be sure that it was not an illusion.

I still feel it even now. The movement of tentacles groping the walls of the vagina deep inside the vagina, a place that has never been touched by anyone before.

Could it be that the protection of chastity has been broken? To a tentacle like this? otherwise… , I really wanted to offer up my virginity to the tentacles and be violated inside?

“ugh… ♡”

No, that’s not it. That can never happen. I shook my head vigorously to shake off the ridiculous possibility.

Let’s calm down. Certainly, the tentacle invasion is unexpected, but there is no need to think of the worst case first. For now, the priority is to check the status window.

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> First experience partner: Virgin?

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[Exterior]

– The protection of the goddess Prana, who protects women’s chastity. The effect increases by one level depending on the level of the person who gave the blessing.

– Effect: Provides physical and spiritual protection to the target’s hymen. However, protection is limited only to the hymen and cannot restrict other sexual contacts of the subject.

– The condition for the protection to disappear is when the target wishes to break the breach of his own volition.

– This doctor must be entirely his or her own, and cases where it has been distorted by magic, drugs, or other mind-manipulating methods are not accepted.

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In fact, the status window confirmed both that I was a virgin and that I still had the protection of chastity. … Although there is a question mark attached.

Then why were the tentacles able to dig in? I roughly guessed that too. The only thing that the protection of purity protects is ‘breakthrough’. As the succubus said, as long as the hymen is not torn, the divine protection will not be activated.

So, in theory, if the tentacle adjusts its shape to penetrate the gap in the hymen, it will not be blocked by the divine protection. Like right now.

The problem is that even if you knew about it, there is no way to deal with it. This means that the protection itself remains, but it cannot be used at all. All you can do is just watch the tentacles slowly digging into your vagina.

And, like Cli, it also meant that women’s erogenous zones were being exposed without protection.

“Ha… ♡ Ugh… !”

The tentacles were carefully but persistently groping inside me. I really want to feel every single wrinkle in the vagina.

In the meantime, I stimulate the areas that are particularly reactive even more intensively. Several tentacles had already clung to the ceiling in the middle and were pressing upward.

Maybe this is the place. When Schweitzer touched the inside of my vagina at the bar, there was something missing, but it was a place I couldn’t reach.

So, can you really be satisfied this time? Is it possible to properly leave without being vaguely teased? Unfortunately, my instincts shook my head at that question.

“This guy and that guy were all useless… ! Ugh, haa♡”

Maybe it’s because it changed its shape to pass through the hymen. The tentacles were moving in detail, but there was no force as strong as the outside. If Schweitzer’s strength was sufficient but could not reach, the tentacles did reach but the stimulation was ambiguous.

No matter how weak I am to tentacles, it would be impossible for me to climax from such stimulation. It feels good, my body gets hot and throbbing, but I can’t really go away. Such torture-like pleasure continues.

“Oh, really… ! Hmm, ang♡”

Fortunately, this time there is no attention from people like in a bar. Instead of the tentacle not touching, I placed my hand directly on the clit and rubbed it. As I press down and rotate the clit, a familiar yet pleasant feeling of pleasure comes.

It’s a good spice when it stimulates the inside that was just a tease on its own. By adjusting the intensity according to the movement of the tentacles, it felt much better than when I usually did it alone.

Of course, since the object of comparison is masturbation, there is something ambiguous about touching oneself. It should be said that it lacks freshness as it provides as much pleasure as expected.

“Ugh, ugh… ♡”

Still, it’s a million times better than continuing to tease without being able to climax. I reached my second climax by twisting my clit, remembering what the tentacle had done a little while ago.

There was also an unexpected surprise attack.

“Huh!?♡ Now, wait a minute♡ Oh, ugh♡”

Churrr. The tentacles that had been groping the inside of the vagina seemed to have absorbed enough mana and came out all at once. I was already sensitive because I was on my way out. My vision flashed even more as I felt as if my insides were being swept away.

When I couldn’t hold on and fell to the side, I felt dampness on the towel under my thighs. If you were to pick up the towel right now, it would probably be in quite a dire state.

Even if the tentacles eat your body fluids, you can’t sleep like this. I had to get up quickly and finish cleaning up, but for some reason, against my will, my body was gradually losing strength. Is it an aftereffect that has gone away? No, it wasn’t that intense… .

Even the thought that I shouldn’t do this is suddenly consumed by the darkness and disappears. Without realizing it, I fell into a deep sleep.

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… Kuul… .

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A little more time passed after TS fell asleep. The door opened without a sound and a thick figure came inside.

The inn owner, who had been measuring the timing of coming in from the next room, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw TS lying motionless.

After failing to control the amount of sleeping pills on the first day, he immediately requested an alchemist to strengthen the sleeping pills. Of course, it wasn’t just because sleeping pills didn’t work well for TS.

“Crazy fucking pervert. How to become a monster, ugh… .”

The innkeeper shook his head as he looked at the towel, which had become so wet that its color had changed due to the love juices. I liked it because it caught the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, but her true identity was a degenerate who masturbated with her tentacles every night.

That was the biggest reason for strengthening the sleeping pills. The first few days seemed a bit wary, but soon the girl started masturbating with the tentacles without missing a single day.

Since the process of masturbation occurred between dinner and bedtime, it was necessary to delay the onset of the sleeping pills in order to avoid being caught. Even so, I slept longer than usual today, so I was running out of time.

If it had been a little more out of sync, the sleeping pills would have been effective during masturbation. Thinking about what would have happened, the innkeeper felt a chill run down his spine.

‘I guess I’ll have to give myself more time next time.’

After a brief reflection, the inn owner sat down next to TS.

The rough behavior, which was the exact opposite of the initial cautious movements, was the result of the inn owner’s own trial and error. Although the resistance to activation is high, I learned that once the effect of the drug takes effect, it will never happen again.

Normally, the innkeeper would lie down next to TS, but today he reached between his legs. Until now, I had only touched sleeping things after cleaning up, so this was the first time I had stretched myself out during masturbation.

“Oh… .”

Tsk tsk. Just touching the leotard left a sticky thread hanging between my fingers and my mound. The inn owner unconsciously let out a sound of admiration at the obvious signs of heat.

If it’s like this on the outside, how terrible is it on the inside? If she opened her pussy, she would probably be able to see the pink flesh soaked in love juice and glistening in the moonlight. Gulp. The sound of slobbering echoed in the quiet room.

However, the inn owner did not try to confirm whether the imagination was real. The disgust and fear that powerless ordinary people have towards monsters is considerable. Sometimes it goes beyond the desire to see a nice pussy.

Of course, that was also because there was a way to be satisfied without having to reach into the back of the leotard and touch the pussy that was in contact with the tentacle.

“Whatcha,”

I’m going to be lying on my side right now. Without hesitation, the innkeeper lay down and hugged TS from behind. When you pass your arm between your armpits, your small breasts fit perfectly in one hand.

In that situation, if you rub the object you had previously taken out between the girl’s buttocks, there will be nothing happier in the world. It was the optimal posture that the inn owner discovered after trial and error.

“Seu-eup──, hoo… .”

Is it because it was right after I finished masturbating? The scent coming from the girl’s neck was stronger than usual. The inn owner was sure that depending on the person, this scent alone might be enough to draw a person out.

Even though he was a pervert who enjoyed masturbating with monsters, the reason the inn owner kept coming was the same. She is too much of a bitch to refuse and kick her out.

In fact, during the second attempt, the innkeeper was even prepared to use tentacles to fuck her in the vagina. What could be more regrettable than leaving a woman like this alone? Of course, the moment I applied force to put it in, it was immediately thrown away by an unknown force.

The innkeeper’s efforts to not draw attention to what was between his legs was like a fox cursing sour grapes.

Casting, casting.

Instead, what the innkeeper focused on was the chest without tentacles. If you place your hand on them, they are just the right size and soft to the touch. They are beautiful breasts that anyone, unless you are a big breast lover, would want to touch.

But the highlight was, of course, the nipples gently rising in the center. The innkeeper gently caressed it, which was protruding from the beginning, just like the wet vaginal opening.

“… hmm… . … Tsk… ♡”

“Kuhuhuh.”

While playing with my breasts for such a considerable amount of time. As an inaudible moan escaped the girl’s mouth, the innkeeper let out a satisfied laugh.

On the other hand, aren’t the moans coming from a completely unconscious state clear evidence that the girl felt his caress? I don’t know what it was like in reality, but the inn owner thought it was ugly to treat it that way. Additionally, the more times it was repeated, the faster the girl moaned.

“Really, these days, young ones only like their bodies… , Hoot!”

“… ♡”

Looking at her appearance while masturbating, it is clear that the girl almost never touches her nipples. Just imagining that a girl who did not know the pleasure of breasts was being trained by him, the innkeeper felt like he could pull off as many shots as he wanted, and he did just that.

Byurut, Byururut. Until the effects of the sleeping pill wore off, TS’s back and buttocks were covered with white fluid several times.

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* This is TS fan art drawn by Nimue!

* This is TS fan art drawn by Diameter Code!