To the Theocracy (3)

The stench of semen and blood, mixed with the lewd aroma emanating from a single female. The office, filled with all sorts of filthy and vulgar odors, was devoid of any rationality. Only instinct. Only instinct existed. An instinct tinged with a bit of sadism poured onto me in an unwavering, straightforward form.

A literal case of sadism.

Pure destructive instinct aimed at me.

And so.

My legs were cut off. It started after the third ejaculation. Shuriel, after cumming inside me three times, cut off my legs for the ridiculous reason that it was too heavy to hold and fuck. A roly-poly figure. Added to that, the swollen belly and large breasts further enhanced the sense of depravity.

Those without limbs had to depend on someone for ‘everything’. From moving, to eating, to shitting, even turning their gaze. An extreme dependency where they couldn’t live without someone. Blocking threats from the outside also had to be done by someone else. The helplessness of not being able to do anything on their own. The misery. The defenselessness of having to give even their life to the other person.

It was the best, to the point where my brain was melting. My heart pounded, knowing that whether my life ended or not was decided regardless of my will.

“Heubeub… Chyuheut…”

I leaned my more swollen belly against Shuriel’s body and mixed my tongue with his. It wasn’t even easy to hug him without arms and legs. Shuriel seemed to find it cute, or perhaps pathetic, that I was desperately struggling to be held in his arms. He pressed his dick deeper and stirred it around. Unable to swallow my saliva due to the stuffy and tight foreign sensation that came in the middle of the kiss, I drooled it onto his clothes.

Shuriel’s clothes were a mess with Vaginal Fluid. I was worried about dehydration from how much I had leaked. I actually had some symptoms of dehydration too. It would be solved immediately if I reconstructed, but after a few seconds of consideration, I decided to leave it as it was. A rising sense of fatigue. Maintaining a state just before passing out. I felt a floating sensation as if I was flying.

“Tsk. At this rate, the sun will rise. I need to finish the remaining work, so tighten it on your own.”

“Nyeheu, eh. Ehheut….”

Shuriel, sitting on the chair, placed me on his lap. His dick was deeply inserted. Before starting his paperwork, he stroked my head and then scratched my chin. It was the attitude of treating livestock rather than a human, but I shamelessly smiled, liking even that. A gaze of looking down on me was fixed on me. I pressed my enlarged belly and breasts against him to avoid falling from Shuriel’s lap.

The touching belly was more swollen than before entering the office. The reason for the swollen belly was partly because the uterus was filled with an absurd amount of Semen, but that wasn’t the fundamental reason. It was a reason that was a little embarrassing as a human, as a mother. The child, feeling threatened by the foreign substance in the uterus, had increased the size of the barrier. Thanks to that, the belly had swollen about twice as much. To the point where, when lying down, the belly that protruded more than the breasts would touch first.

I’m sorry. For being a foolish mother who abandoned even human dignity and only chased pleasure. I apologized to the child repeatedly. What if he remembers this? It doesn’t seem likely, but you never know. He’s using magic even before he’s born….

But. Unlike the guilt I felt towards the child, my pussy was reacting honestly. I tried to tighten it as Shuriel commanded. I rubbed my face against his chest and twisted my waist. His dick was so big that just twisting was enough stimulation.

“Hyaeungeu, eugeuheueut….”

I convulsed and tightened my pussy at the dick that had entered places it shouldn’t have. The vaginal walls, meant for the child to come out, were fully relaxed, but when I tapped the cervix, they contracted again, stimulating Shuriel’s thing. A sticky liquid mixed with Semen and Vaginal Fluid flowed onto the cut-off area.

Shuriel fondled my breasts while doing his paperwork. The nipples, which had risen to the limit of pleasure, were greatly stimulated by just a slight touch, and soon led to climax. I came too easily. That’s what I thought. However. My body, which had been constantly trained, had long become Shuriel’s exclusive fuck toy.

As I was diligently tightening my pussy as commanded, his dick swelled and twitched. It was a sign of ejaculation. Shuriel didn’t miss the momentum and forcibly opened my mouth, shoving his tongue in. I closed my eyes. I was dazed. I moved my tongue following his tongue movements.

“Hyaeubeueup…!”

Ejaculation.

―Bururuk!!!!! Once again. Semen entered. An amount beyond human limits. The Semen, which I didn’t know where he was making, entered without end. The Semen that couldn’t all enter flowed back, dirtying the floor and clothes. I buried my dizzy head, as if protesting, into Shuriel’s chest.

“Heheuk, heueuk?”

But.

At that moment, not even having escaped the afterglow of ejaculation.

My belly vibrated.

“Heheu, ueueue…?”

Something was expanding. Shuriel also realized that something was wrong with my body, pulled out his dick, and threw me onto the floor. I stretched out on the floor and stared blankly at my belly, which was gradually swelling.

“This, this is strange…”

I soon realized why my belly was expanding. The child had increased the size of the barrier. Was it simply to push out the Semen? Or did he judge the ejaculation as an attack? Either way, it was a problem that didn’t matter to me now.

It was difficult to even twist my body due to the belly that had swollen like a pregnant woman in her last month. I struggled pathetically in the puddle of Semen and Vaginal Fluid. Shuriel looked down on me, writhing like a bug, and said in an exasperated tone.

“…The child is using a lot of tricks.”

“Ueueue….”

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. For being a hopeless mother. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. It wasn’t enough to have proper prenatal care, but I was being raped with my arms and legs cut off. But. But. What can I do if it feels good? I didn’t have the courage to see the child who would be born someday.

Shuriel approached me, his face flushed red and only shedding tears. He passed through the puddles of Semen and Vaginal Fluid that had formed everywhere and slowly approached. He tapped my swollen belly with his bumpy-heeled boots, spat, and raised his foot.

…Surely not, right? I was horrified by the sight and tried to beg, but it wasn’t easy to speak human language with my hoarse voice and torn muscles.

“Ah, andwae. Andwaee…”

Ignoring my horrified plea, Shuriel put strength into his ankle as it was―

“Kkeuheut, euheueueuk…!”

As it was.

He stomped on my belly.

Kkuueueok… Shuriel stomped on my belly with sincerity and all his strength. As the force increased, the Semen filled in my uterus flowed back and out. The more he pressed down, the harder it was to breathe, and a large puddle of Semen had already formed between my legs.

“The child is having trouble because of the Semen, isn’t he? I need to get some out.”

“Haeuk, higiiik…?!”

Once, twice. Every time he twisted and pressed down using his heel, my hopeless masochistic pussy happily squirted Vaginal Fluid. I shouldn’t be happy. I shouldn’t like it. I was too excited by the subhuman treatment. I felt self-loathing. I felt like I was using the child on top of being a masochist. Human disqualification. The cradle of life where the child was sleeping had become a sexual discharge outlet. I was a subhuman pervert who was excited by this treatment.

“Haeik, hiik, heugeut…?!”

Back to normal.

My body changed without even having time to fall into self-loathing. As the Semen flowed out, the size of the barrier naturally decreased. But strangely, even though my belly had swollen and shrunk like a balloon, my skin didn’t sag. Perhaps because my body was half Mana, it looked the same as before.

A slightly swollen belly. Bouncy breasts. However, the bruises etched above my uterus didn’t disappear. Evidence of ruthless violence that would have killed not only the child but also the mother if it were a normal person. The bluish skin was branded and defiled my body.

“Ahhu, heugit….”

A body that had become a wreck. My arms and legs were cut off, so I couldn’t even move. I smiled happily and panted.

“Haa….”

A sigh heard from afar.

Shuriel swept his face and looked around. The office was a mess with spilled blood. The floor was covered with Semen and Vaginal Fluid wherever he stepped. To make matters worse, there were piles of severed limbs in the corner… If someone were to see this mess, not only would his reputation be tarnished, but he could also be kicked out of the mansion.

The red glow in his eyes faded.

Had he regained his sanity, even if only slightly?

Kung! Shuriel kicked a box full of junk and emptied its contents. A box that could easily fit a small child was overturned. As soon as I saw the box, I could easily predict what would happen. My lower belly became hot. Shuriel picked me up and approached the box.

“I’m going to clean up for a bit.”

“Heheuk….”

“Don’t come out until I allow you to.”

―Squeak. The box opened. A brown box made of wood. The inside looked very narrow. But there was no problem with my small body, which had been reduced in size due to the severed limbs. Shuriel simply put me inside and closed the box without saying a word.

…Kung.

The box closed and darkness came.

Click. Even the sound of the lock being fastened. I leaked Vaginal Fluid and moaned in the closed, narrow space where it was difficult to even twist my body. The inside of the box was filled with a lewd smell, making it difficult to breathe.

“Haeueu….”

After that, six hours.

Shuriel didn’t call me.

* * *

I spent another full day in the narrow box. Even though the promised three days had passed and it was time to leave for the Holy See, the lock wasn’t opened. The inside of the box, which hadn’t been ventilated for a day, was truly decadent with the mixed smell of female flesh, Vaginal Fluid, and Semen.

When will he open it? Surely he’s not leaving for the Holy See as it is. Then do I have to stay in the box until he comes back…? I’ve never done a long-term neglect play before, so I was slightly looking forward to it. It was when I was running wild with fantasies and leaking water between my labia.

“Haeueu…?”

―Thump! The box shook. I held my breath and waited for the box to open. But. It didn’t open. Judging from the slight floating sensation, it seemed like he was moving while holding the box.

The problem was that I didn’t know if it was Shuriel or someone else. I was glad that it was locked. If this hideous appearance were to be discovered, I would rather commit suicide. The more my body shook, the more I heated up and tried to moan, but I desperately held it back.

The box shook for about ten minutes before stopping. At that time. The sound of turning the keyhole and a loud noise were heard. ―Cheolkeok! The lock fell off. I swallowed hard and wished inwardly. Shuriel. Is it you? Please. Tell me it is.

―Squeak….

As the box opened, the blue sky welcomed me. A sky beautifully embroidered with clouds. Judging from the smell of grass, it seemed to be the maze garden. The decadent smell spread out and mixed with the newly entered air.

At that moment. A familiar face appeared in the sky above. Blonde hair. Clear eyes. That face that I couldn’t help but be familiar with, who had brutally violated me last night.

“Ueue… Shuri, Eel….”

Tears welled up as soon as I saw Shuriel’s face. Thank goodness. It’s you who opened the box. I didn’t have to bite my tongue in shame.

“Haa….”

Shuriel squeezed his eyes shut and exhaled.