episode_0191

Let’s put it bluntly.

To be sorry is to be sorry.

It’s like dragging a woman who was living a good life into purgatory all of a sudden, and if you don’t feel sorry, that’s a human thing.

But apart from that…

‘this… It’s so much better than I imagined… … Ugh… ‘

Actually, I didn’t have much expectations.

A woman named Heloise was just that to me.

In a sense, what would it feel like to have a skinny body that just resembles chopsticks?

Of course, there was a sense of development in height and pelvis, which gave the appearance of an adult, but other than that, it felt plain.

‘It even feels like a crime… …

I wonder if this is right… … ‘

Would you like to have a body as resilient as Ranie, who is full of health and beauty, and as disciplined and skillful as Vivian, a great student with a spirit of exploration?

But, surprised by the completely unexpected taste(?), I just continued to explore her skin through the black membrane.

‘I never dreamed it would really be like this… … ‘

– Horsepower. A catalyst for efficient evolution.

Maximum absorption is recommended.

Was this what a mage was like?

Parasta continued to explain that by absorbing the mana and magical power in the body, the monster will evolve accordingly, but I continued to lust after her body, purely lost in the refreshing yet thirst-inducing feel.

‘Huh… Ugh… !! There…

Don’t touch it… Haha… !!’

A black, squeaky brand stamped on her back, out of Heloise’s reach.

A black film flowed from there, surrounding Héloïse’s pretty naked body.

It was a disarmament brand, a variant of the Nemea series.

The Nemea series disarmament brand, which was literally improved to serve as a control tool to control the ‘livestock of the colony’, was a type of restraint tool created by grinding down Parastas while Vivian was out.

‘If Nemea protects women from threats…

Stigma is what makes women non-threatening.’

A perfect restraint that controls a woman’s behavior and does not allow any resistance.

Especially for Eloise, who lacked physical ability, there could be no object more effective than this.

Should I go crazy and drag a woman who creates pillars of fire out of thin air into a den that is almost like a wooden mansion without any insurance?

If you really have to pick it, it’s a nonsense that could be included in the Darwin Award’s top 10 novel and novel suicide methods.

‘If you try to rebel by wearing that… ‘

I quietly watched Eloise, who seemed to have forgotten that she had strangled her earlier and was so scared that she tried to memorize something to start the conversation.

But the result is just the stigma starting to work.

The black membrane wriggled and wriggled around like a living creature (although it was alive), and its movement gave the appearance of pinching Héloïse’s nipples.

“Raheltz… Ugh… !! iced coffee… !!”

Moreover, looking at the curved protrusion like a ring protruding from the membrane of the stigma touching her exposed vagina, it appears that her clitoris is also beginning to receive strong stimulation at the same time.

“Ugh… !! under… Hadimyaaa… !!

Wow… Her… Hang!! Ugh… oh!! Ah!!”

Eloise, who fell after hitting her butt, was rolling around on the floor, arching her back and convulsing.

In fact, they say that thin women have better sexual sensations.

A stimulation that penetrates into oneself in a way that is as lustful as it is cruel.

Heloise couldn’t help but develop unwanted heat.

Her face was distorted with a sense of immorality and her eyes were filled with tears, but I couldn’t help but like that sight.

It also meant that the stigma worked exactly as I thought.

Moreover, the fact that ‘Carrot’ had a strong sense of strength meant that it would be easy to train her.

‘She’s tougher than I thought.

I have to break my spirit first.’

First of all, in order to stop Heloise from continuing to try to escape, I started taking away her freedom one by one.

The black film that covered her entire body, from under her chin to her toes, gradually expanded and hardened like plaster.

When Héloïse’s movements, which had been struggling for him, completely subsided, I could see her lying like a corpse, unable to even move her neck.

Her appearance, which did not even turn her head and only rolled her eyes in embarrassment, soon began to be further invaded by the expanding membrane.

Before long, the membrane blocking her mouth was forcing her lips open and holding her jaw open like a frog.

“Ugh… Ugh!! Ugh!!”

She was frantically trying to shout something, but in that state, she wouldn’t be able to even speak, let alone hear the sound of the magic spell starting.

Moreover, the membrane that continued to expand even after taking away the freedom of her mouth, and her eyes were shaking as if there was an earthquake, expressing her urgency.

And it penetrated my ear canal as fluidly as liquid, even covering my ear.

Sight, hearing, angle.

‘Processing’ of the stigma that deprived Héloïse of the most basic human senses.

After that, all that remained was the inability to move, see or hear.

It was just a protein doll that couldn’t even speak or do anything other than beat its heart.

And from the protein doll’s beautiful, exposed vagina, sweet-smelling honey droplets were flowing thickly.

‘It’s a bit of a waste… … ‘

It is a magical power whose presence can be clearly felt just by touching the skin.

But if a mage’s magic accumulates inside the human body, what does it feel like inside her body?

In the end, that hesitation did not last long.

It’s something that has to be done at some point, and in most cases it’s better to start that kind of work as soon as possible.

“Whew… Boo… … ?”

First of all, it is extremely cruel to destroy a woman’s first experience with a dildo that is nothing more than a stigma.

I gently placed the tentacle on Eloise’s groin and gently rubbed the tip of the tentacle, concentrating on the refreshing energy felt from the vaginal opening.

The slipperiness of the tentacles coated with thick love juice and the smooth feel of the pussy being coated with love juice are truly fantastic.

And perhaps I felt the feel of the tentacle rubbing against the tip, or the movement of her muscles as her trembling pussy twitched and the hole opened, making me even more ecstatic.

A reckless movement that seemed to know what was going to happen.

The urgency caused by fear filled with all kinds of negative emotions, such as sadness, pain, fear, and despair.

And hidden within those urgent movements, there was even a faint expectation that prevented her from resisting.

In the end, a powerful blow from the tentacle that savored it all exploded, and her lewd virgin hole was pierced and lost its value.

“Oof… Uuuu… !!”

The feeling of her vagina, writhing frantically with complex emotions and chewing on the tentacles, was making it difficult for even me, the one in the position of raping her, to come to my senses.

‘Ugh… It’s just amazing…

It’s pretty tight… …

It won’t tear… … ?’

But was it because there was no such thing as a tentacle failure?

Now, instinct is instinct, but the technologically sophisticated tentacle was precisely poking and rubbing at the places where Eloise’s erogenous zones were likely to be, inducing her to climax.

And, above all, the suffering that spiders bring from the Mado-dong women’s restroom.

“Wow!! OMG!! Off… Hmm!!

ah… Oh my… !! Here… !!

clothes… Five grains… !! Ugh!!”

Still, perhaps because she was a woman, even though she was thin, her lower abdomen, which was slightly bulging due to hormones, was rising even more with the tentacles’ thrust.

Heloise’s lower abdomen was rising as if in an alien birth show, revealing pale, bloodless skin.

Aside from that, her vagina, which seemed to be receiving a lot of blood, was turning bright red, and her clitoris, which had apparently been tamed by a spider, was standing upright.

‘It’s sexier than I thought… … ‘

I learned this later, but isn’t the way spiders stimulate erogenous zones through absorption?

It means applying pressure and sucking it in.

So, those who loved spiders tended to have quite aggressive clitoral erections.

‘There may be individual differences for each person…

Still, I suck at it like that, but it’s strange that there’s no change at all… ‘

Normally, the clitoris would feel like a round pearl buried in the flesh of the pussy, but Eloise’s clitoris felt like a button that was sticking out.

Although it is not a shape that protrudes too much, it looks as if something will happen if you press it hard.

No matter how thin she was, it was a feeling that made me think she had a certain level of trustworthiness since it was also seen in women of other body types who loved spiders.

‘Vivian and Lanie usually solve everything with their tentacles…

So does it maintain its shape? … ?’

Then, later, with a trivial delusion that the clitoris was really bouncing up and down like a mini dick, I gently pressed that happy button with the tip of the tentacle.

“Ohonggok!! Oh my gosh!!

Oh my… flaw… Myang… !!”

The soft face of an exemplary educator is distorted by soggy pleasure.

Even that just distorted the facial muscles, and it didn’t seem easy to even change the facial expression due to the stigma.

Eloise, who didn’t know why she was suddenly dragged to a place where she was being treated like this, was trying to move her body while making a choking sound…

In the end, there was no way she would be given freedom unless she could break the seal of the stigma.

With all her senses blocked, all she could do was shiver at the feel of the tentacles stirring inside her.

The only thing that was free, the pussy that wasn’t covered by a membrane, was trembling and twitching, reflecting the vibrations and convulsions inside the body.

“Hoot!! Yes clothes!! OMG!! Oh oh oh oh oh!!”

I couldn’t stand the lewd sight, so I increased the speed of my thrusts with the tentacles.

Heloise, whose pussy hole was twitching like a lustful vulgar pussy, was reaching climax, trembling in place.

And as the white turbid fluid that sprayed out later filled her insides, her abdominal muscles, which had been extremely tense, relaxed and caused light convulsions.

‘Is it finally over…? … ‘

Only then did the stigma begin to return feeling to her body, the moment it retreated from her face.

The sight of Heloise, with her face marred by tears and spit, with her eyes half-closed, was finally visible to my senses.

“Sigh… Sigh… Ugh…

Ed… do… and… trillion… … .”

As her cracked voice began to escape from her lips, as if she still had hope despite being so broken, I carefully picked up her mangled body.

‘It’s like an adult’s leisure time…’

It’s not easy to get over… …

Then I guess there’s nothing we can do… … ‘

Héloïse, whose body was hanging limply by tentacles, was lifted into the air and now faced the familiar circular sofa.

‘I really liked Aurora… ‘

When I let Héloïse’s helpless body sit there, the sofa began to gurgle and swallow her body.

“… now stop… !! stop it… !!

Hmm… no… !! No more… pond… !!

Ugh!! Ugh!! jade!! Oooh!!!!”

It was only after being half-engulfed by the sofa that Eloise’s eyes began to regain life, and she seemed to be trying to escape, struggling with her exhausted body…

There was no way he could escape with his already half-swallowed body, and that weak body at that.

‘I’ll have to marinate it for a while… …

The kids will be happy to know… … ?’

From the mouth of Heloise, who let out a shriek and cried out in sorrow, a cry mixed with crying soon began to flow out from behind.

I was leaving the place, anxious to announce the good news that I had captured the Gray Witch as a trophy.

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