Inside the Cave of Obscenity-Vol 2 Chapter 8: Beastwoman 2

It was a spontaneous action.

Certainly, it was not a safe choice by any means. However, she was confident that she could get through it safely.

The force of magic that she fired overhead was well aimed, destroying the stone ceiling, and the fragments came crashing down to block the passage.

The white-haired beauty was already out of sight, but Fornelis was fine with that as long as it bought her companions time to make their way to the deepest part safely.

The falling rocks first blocked the passage, and then turned on Fornelis, the one who had caused the collapse.

At the same time, the fallen rocks also struck the Black Ooze, a large amount of mucus that covered the passage, and more than half of the tentacles that were stretched out to catch their prey were crushed between the rock and the floor.

After confirming that, Fornelis looked up and concentrated on avoiding the rocks that were falling towards her.

As she looked around, she saw several paths to her side.

Before thinking where the paths led, she took refuge in a relatively safe passage.

Even though she had brought that collapse herself, it would be shameful to die from it.

The huge mass of mucus, which was blocked by rocks, hit the collapsed rocks, but even its mass could not break down the rocks blocking the passage.

The ceiling collapsed even more due to the vibrations from the huge mucus hitting the wall two or three times, and finally, the passage was completely blocked.

In the meantime, Fornelis escaped into a side path and pointed her mithril sword, which had slaughtered many monsters, at the ceiling once more, releasing the mana that had accumulated in the blade.

It was a magic sword that sucked mana from the surroundings to release magic, rather than using the mana inside one's body, that way, a beastman who normally had no mana, could use it.

"With this."

It required time for it to store mana, but when used, she could fire the magic inexhaustibly.

In particular, now that the demon king had been defeated and the number of monsters had decreased, there was no opportunity to use the magic, so the mana had accumulated in the blade to the limit.

Fornelis, who was used to using it, thought that she could blow up the ceiling a few more times, and destroy the ceiling again.

That time, she succeeded in blocking the passage between herself and the Black Ooze due to the collapse.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking that she had managed to keep the giant slime out, the Black Ooze, as she destroyed a section of a historical temple to do it.

That was the kind of quick thinking that made her a seasoned warrior.

"Is that the slime that attacked Leticia?"

She muttered, covering her mouth with her left hand to avoid breathing in the dust that was flowing from the collapsed room.

(Is it mimicry...? It seems that it is good at using traps.)

The amount of the slime that covered the corridor made Fornelis think that the slime must have been mimicking a part of the temple from near the entrance.

However, instead of attacking right away, she let out a sigh of mixed disgust and fear at its intelligence, as it waited until they were further inside of the temple and then attacked, to the place where they could not escape.

(That sure looks nasty.)

She looked around, aware of her current situation.

She wondered if there was anything that could help her determine where she was...... However, even though she knew the map of the temple, it was a bad idea to run in the direction she just saw to escape.

Fornelis had lost track of where she was.

(Would it be okay if I shouted?)

It was common knowledge that normal slimes attack not by sound, but by sensing the presence of their prey, their presence.

However, she had never heard of a slime that could use mimicry, so she wondered if that "common sense" would apply to the Black Ooze.

As a result, Fornelis stood in the middle of the path where she had escaped, wondering what to do.

That was a bad move.

"Tch."

Thud.

The sound of something crumbling. Quickly realizing that it was a fragment of the ceiling she had just destroyed, Fornelis looked for a torch on the wall that was illuminating the passage, picked it up, and pointed it in the direction of the sound.

There, she saw a liquid that had given up on pushing away the debris in the passage and was now leaking through the gaps―― the Black Ooze.

"Liquid, that's troublesome."

Fornelis muttered, aiming the fire of her torch at the oozing mucus.

Then, as though afraid of the heat, the mucus retracted deeper into the crevice―― but now it was seeping out from somewhere else.

Naturally.

Even though large pieces of debris had blocked the passage, it could not block it completely. If there was enough space for a little finger...... or even a thread to pass through, the mucus could enter. And Fornelis could understand that.

"It looks like I need to join up with Meltia and the others as soon as possible."

At the same time, Fornelis understood that the collapse from the ceiling she caused could only buy her little time, and she left the scene.

She ran out and looked for a landmark and listened carefully with her big wolf ears to make sure she didn't miss anything, even the slightest sound.

"Damnit... it's only just a slime"

It was not as powerful and tough as the demon king or dragons.

It didn't matter how big it was, it was still just a lump of mucus. Fornelis ran...... while swearing that it was only slightly wise.

"Kuh"

There was a loud noise from the ceiling that was impossible to miss.

It was an impending collapse that was a reaction to the collapse she had caused.

Although she couldn't fully recognize it in the darkness, it must have been a small crack in the ceiling that hadn't completely collapsed yet.

Pebbles fell, and when Fornelis put all her strength into her legs to get out of the way quickly―― but contrary to her expectations, the ceiling collapsed immediately.

A huge rock tried to crush the gray beastwoman mercilessly, but she quickly pointed the tip of her oversized sword at the ceiling.

It was an attempt to use magic to destroy the falling rocks, but what actually fell from above was something far beyond Fornelis' imagination.

"Whoa!? It's cold... water, isn't it!? Slime!?"

It knew that Fornelis would just destroy the ceiling and stop its pursuit, and it crawled through the gaps in the ceiling to make sure she would not escape.

Finding its prey, the Black Ooze caused the ceiling to collapse but didn't let the debris fall on her so that Fornelis would not be killed by the falling rocks.

She was protected by the Black Ooze and survived, but when she touched the Black Ooze's mucus that fell among the debris, she screamed out in disgust.

"Kuh, it's disgusting."

The sound of falling rocks crushing the stone floor was combined with the sticky sounds, and the superior hearing of the beastwoman caught it.

At the same time, a small amount of the creepy tentacle entangled itself in her clothes, disrupting Fornelis' concentration.

When she looked up, she saw the black ooze that was still attached to the ceiling, stretching out its huge body and dropping its bodily fluids all over the corridor, as though it was raining.

(It's really disgusting.)

It was unbecoming of a warrior, but as a woman, she could not help but feel disgusted.

Using her oversized sword as a means of warding off the rain of mucus, Fornelis ran towards the back where the ceiling had yet to be eroded by the Black Ooze.

(I can't dodge it!)

However, it was impossible to completely prevent the liquid from hitting her, and Fornelis ran while her black military uniform was soaked by the mucus.

Her leather boots stepped on the floor as though it were a puddle of decaying flesh, and the discomfort caused a cold sweat to run down her spine.

Her mucus-soaked military uniform stuck to her skin and slightly impeded her movement, and as she consumed more energy than usual, combined with the tension of being attacked by a monster, her anxiety quickly rose.

"Kuh―― puh..."

Above all, she was too nervous to feel anything earlier, but this strange smell.

The rotten smell of the countless living things that it had taken in was poisonous to the beastmen's superior smell, and Fornelis felt pain as though the back of her head were being gouged out.

Even though nothing was done to her, tears moistened her eyes and she could not control her nervous breathing.

The strange smell alone was enough to make her faint, but she finally managed to escape from the ceiling that the Black Ooze was staining.

As she fell to the ground, she finally took a deep breath.

(I-it stink!?)

However, the Black Ooze still remained in the passageway.

The smell was only slightly better, but the source of the rotten smell was right behind her.

However, every being would want to breathe fresh air, and she repeatedly took deep breaths, sucking it in her throat as though she was gasping.

Still desperately trying to escape, she stood up, using her oversized sword as a cane as she took in oxygen, and the mucus that stuck to her hair and military uniform began to move.

"W-what the...?"

The mucus that permeated in her clothes began to block Fornelis's movements.

The sensation of being pulled by her own clothes confused Fornelis, whose head was clouded by the smell of rot.

Her arms tried to move away from the oversized sword.

Both her feet tried to return to the mucus dripping ceiling where the Black Ooze was.

"Seriously... no way..."

Confused by her clothes movements, Fornelis put all her strength into her right hand, which was holding his sword, and resisted with all her strength as her clothes tried to act against her will.

"It's not the clothes!? It can even move the mucus that's soaked into it!?"

A part of the Black Ooze immediately began to invade Fornelis' embarrassing parts.

She couldn't see it from her clothes, but she could feel the warm mucus penetrating her blouse and underwear, directly touching her skin.

It was supposed to be cold mucus, but the warmth from Fornelis's body through her clothes made it even more disgusting, and Fornelis felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Ah, uu, stop... my breasts, also on my legs!?"

The mucus that seeped through her clothes entangled all over Fornelis's entire body, especially her breasts, which were too big for a grown man's hands to hold, and her well-trained, thin, supple legs.

Her breasts, which were so large that they could be seen even through her clothes, were roughly squeezed and obscenely reshaped under her clothes.

Her leather boots kicked against the pebbles with no force, and her legs, barely able to stand with the support of her oversized sword, trembled.

In front of Fornelis' eyes, her ample breasts were violated and reshaped, staining the parts of her uniform that didn't get soaked with mucus.

Finally, her entire body was covered in mucus and stuck to Fornelis' limbs.

"Get away―― get away from me!"

Even though she was fully clothed, the feeling of it in direct contact with her skin made Fornelis want to lash out, but the military uniform clinging to her skin prevented her from doing so.

The extra-large sword she still held in her hand was the only thing holding her back from the slightest resistance, but the desperation she hadn't felt a moment before was almost too much for her to bear.

As she felt her clothes wriggling, Fornelis found herself concentrating on her chest.

No, it was the mucus that had soaked into her clothes that made her conscious.

Not the sensitive tips of her breasts, whose edges and sensations were too sensitive, but her breasts.

Fornelis thought that her breasts were not an erogenous zone.

It didn't feel so good when caressed, and even the sensation was little.

Her nipples didn't feel so good when they get erect, but the men she had dated had only caressed her overly large breasts.

They were so soft that their fingers on both hands sunk into them and so huge that they could bury their face in between.

Even though her trained body was so tight, her breasts were supple that they didn't sag, and contrary to her thoughts, they were the breasts that attracted every man.

That was Fornelis' breasts.

Obviously, the Black Ooze also stimulated the big tits hidden under her military uniform, but Fornelis was disgusted...... without feeling any pleasure from the act.

(Inside my clothes, sticky sounds...)

However, the beastwoman's superior sense of hearing allowed her to hear the sticky sounds produced by the mucus-soaked clothing and skin, and to imagine what was going on beneath her clothing.

Her breasts were stained and her skin was violated by the sticky mucus, and she couldn't even move properly.

The frustration of being caressed so forcibly, so roughly, so slowly.

As a swordswoman comparable to the hero.

As the strongest warrior of the beastmen.

The humiliation she felt made Fornelis breathe hard without even realizing it.

She could feel the movements of the mucus through her skin, and it sent shivers down her spine. Her tail, the same color as her hair, wagged wildly.

Whether it was out of disgust or frustration, even she couldn't tell.

But whatever her emotion was, the Black Ooze did not miss its opportunity.

It crawled across the ceiling while Fornelis was bound by her clothes, and it dripped its own bodily fluids, which threaded like rain, over Fornelis' head.

"Whoaaa!?"

There was nothing she could do but let the sticky, foul-smelling liquid pour over her head like a shower.

Her beautiful hair, tail, and entire body were submerged with filth.

Finally, she couldn't stand and fell to her knees as she was hit by a waterfall of mucus.

"Guh, mou"

(It's true, it's not "just" a slime――)

She thought about that as she struggled to even breathe through the waterfall of mucus that wouldn't stop even when she was on her knees.

The stench was so bad it made her head hurt, and the feeling of being touched all over her body was unpleasant.

"Ugh, kuh, hii!?"

A high-pitched voice escaped from her mouth.

The stimulation from the tip of the breast as though it were pierced with a burning needle gave a slight pain to her body, and she let out a scream at the attack of the one that had only disgusted her.

No, it was not an attack.

"Kuh―― what?"

While drowning in mucus, Fornelis looked at her chest, which was still wrapped in her black military uniform.

She couldn't understand the stimulation she felt under her clothes.

As she wondered what was being done to her, she felt the stimulation again.

There was no pain.

That was why she was even more confused.

(It's not an attack...)

She could see the mucus of the Black Ooze expanding its area, taking in the liquid falling from the ceiling, and enveloping her fleshy breast.

From the edges of her huge breasts, which could not be wrapped even by an adult hand, to its entire surface.

The right breast was gently squeezed while being wrapped all around, while the left breast was entwined with several thin tentacles that looked like tree branches.

She was bewildered by the asymmetrical stimulation, but there was no hint of pleasure from Fornelis.

She was predominantly disgusted by it, and more importantly, she believed that she could not feel any pleasure from her insensitive breasts.

When the nipples were stimulated through the wet and tight underwear, there was only a slight sensation, and the stench was more difficult for Fornelis to endure than the caressing from her breasts.

(If it's like this.)

If there was no pain, she could endure as long as she wanted.

Fornelis, who was insensitive to pleasure, thought about that and moved her hands as hard as she could to get out of the situation.

She put all her strength into her arms and legs to break through the restraints and moved forward step by step on all fours.

To at least get out from the waterfall of mucus, she put all her strength into the hand that held the oversized sword, but it was a bad idea.

The mucus from the Black Ooze gave off a stronger stench that tormented Fornelis' sense of smell.

"Guuuuhh!?"

However, thanks to that, her right arm was able to free itself a little.

As she moved forward, dragging her oversized sword, her ample buttocks, which had absorbed the mucus, swayed from side to side, but her tail hung down helplessly, as though to show her emotion, which was stained by the mucus of the Black Ooze.

She tried to escape, waving her ample buttocks that could be seen even through her black military uniform, but the Black Ooze was surprised by the heat coming from the sword for a moment.

"Auhh!?"

Then it parted into a large number of tentacles in an attempt to take the noisy weapon, peeling her arms, wrists, and fingers as they were entangled with different sizes.

"Damn it, damn it......"

She tried to get rid of the tentacles from her arms, but there was no way she could do anything with her strength against the mucus.

It was the vicious cycle that caused her body to lose its freedom, causing sweat to rise, and the mucus that surrounded her entire body moved actively to absorb the sweat.

As she was conscious of the caresses that felt like it was licking her entire body, she now felt a strange sensation in her right hand, and Fornelis turned her gaze, which was covered with wet hair, towards it.

Countless tentacles were entangling in her hand, which was still gripping the hilt of her sword powerfully, as though it were being swallowed by a mass of mucus. Not only did the tentacles get between her fingers, but also between its joints and nails, rubbing them in an attempt to make a mark.

Despite the unpleasantness of the situation, she felt a pleasant sensation from her right hand, as though it was massaging her stiff muscles.

The muscles in her right hand were being squeezed and loosened like it was being massaged in warm water, and Fornelis could feel her strength slowly dwindling away.

It made her feel hopeless, but it also made her feel a tingle of comfort down her spine.

Fornelis bit her lips as the comfort she felt from her right hand, even from the tips of her fingers, reached her brain through her arm and almost made her feel something other than disgust.

(Not good――)

Her nose sniffed for a different reason than smelling the stench, and Fornelis found herself stopping her body from moving forward to escape without even realizing it.

She couldn't think straight.

The stench was disrupting her concentration, making her conscious of even the slightest stimulus.

Her entire body, her chest, her right hand.

The movement of the mucus was sluggish. But it was cunning.

It was as though it was trying to figure out how to make Fornelis feel something, but it wasn't in a hurry, and that made Fornelis impatient.

"How long―― goho, haah, haah"

(How long are you going to keep doing this, you slime?)

When she opened her mouth, she coughed because of the stench, and she questioned it in her mind.

While she was thinking about that, the caressing from her right hand continued, rubbing her fingers, one by one, over the edges of her palm, over the joints, over the parts between her fingers that she didn't normally touch, and all over.

Fornelis felt a tingle run down her spine, flow down to her waist, and then accumulate deeper.

Her hips swayed from side to side in a different motion than when she was moving forward earlier, almost as though she was inviting a man to come to her.

Her gray, mucus-stained tail also began to sway from side to side in time with the movement of her ample buttocks, still wrapped in her military uniform.

Her legs were tightly clenched as though she was enduring something, and the fabric of her uniform rubbed between her legs.

It felt as though her fingertips were being melted by a warm water.

Her fingers felt so good as though they were melting.

If she had been in a normal state of mind, she would have thought dreamily that she had never received such an enthusiastic massage.

In fact, Fornelis's expression of disgust disappeared, her cherry-red lips opened slightly, and sharp canine teeth peeked out from the gap.

Her breathing became ragged, and even the stench that had tormented her keen sense of smell was becoming less of an issue.

(M-my hand is...)

A hand to hold a weapon. Trained for fighting.

They were gently, warmly rubbed, and loosened.

As she felt her heart sweetly thumping at the slight stroking from her fingers―― Fornelis felt a trickle of liquid, not a slime's mucus, leaking from between her legs.

(Wait, wait, wait!? No way!?)

Startled by the sensation, Fornelis moved her left hand as hard as she could.

She dragged her body with only her left hand and tried to escape from the mucus of the Black Ooze.

However, the mucus wall that surrounded―― or rather, engulfed―― extended its tentacles from all directions to prevent the beastly swordswoman from escaping.

As she crawled on all fours on the floor, tentacles entwined around her shoulders, elbows, knees, and ankles.

Fornelis, now completely restrained, could not move an inch, and the waterfall of mucus falling from the ceiling finally came to an end.

"Hey. Stop touching me..."

The voice that was swearing had no power.

Even so, she struggled to escape, but when her joints were restrained, even the strongest of beastmen could not exert its full strength.

She could only resist by shaking her mucus-soaked uniform, hair, and tail, and Fornelis stopped resisting while breathing hard.

"But that's okay. If you are here, Meltia and the others――"

The girls would reach the innermost part of the temple and get the hero's sword.

That was fine.

She was not the hero or a heroine, she was just a sword that protected it. Fornelis tried to calm herself down by thinking so.

"Fuaah, hii!? ――Fuu. This moment, they."

Next, the Black Ooze created new tentacles and aimed it at Fornelis' ample breasts.

Her huge breasts, exposed by the wet military uniform, were attractive even in the dark, and that was why they caught the Black Ooze's attention.

It aimed at the deep cleavage peeking through the unbuttoned part to let the heat escape, and the tentacles plunged in.

She screamed for a moment, but then Fornelis said something provocative as well.

Her breasts, huge as large fruit, but soft as sweet sugar candy, gently welcomed the sudden intruder.

The translucent mucus glistening wetly in the light from the few remaining torches illuminated her breasts and could be seen as though they were moving on their own.

The tentacles first moved in a conventional back and forth motion, and after a while, the mucus wrapped around the breasts and began to rub them wildly, moving her left and right breasts in opposite directions.

Unable to bear the thought of her breasts being treated like a toy, Fornelis turned her face away from her breasts, which were messily changing shape even with her clothes on.

"Fuu."

(Kuh, it hurts a little...)

However, she didn't feel any pleasure.

The disgust and pain, on the contrary, calmed Fornelis' mind.

When she felt that her breasts, which even an adult hand could not cover, was lifted from the base, it was pulled forcefully as though it was milking a cow.

It was a painful caress, but one that Fornelis welcomed.

"Haah, you suck at that."

The pain made her feel a little more relaxed, and even gave her an advantage in not feeling it.

However, the Black Ooze didn't care at all about being ridiculed like that and continued to milk Fornelis' big tits.

Just monotonously.

Squeezing, pulling, squeezing, and releasing.

She didn't feel the slightest bit of pleasure from the pain, but rather the tingling from her skin as it was pulled and squeezed.

Although her clothes hid it from view, her ample white breasts had turned red.

Her breasts, which were not pleasurable even to that extent, were her strength.

"Hooh... it's really, monotonous huh..."

But Fornelis was unaware.

Her attention was just on her breasts, and she was so focused on the pain that her body naturally accepted the pleasant sensation from her right hand.

The hand that grasped the sword already had no strength in it, and if the Black Ooze wanted to, it could easily take the fancy weapon away.

But the Black Ooze didn't do that.

It was capricious.

Fornelis no longer had the will or strength to resist.

Her mind was still hostile, but her body was already at the state as the women the Black Ooze had violated so far.

No woman had ever fought back from that state, and no woman had ever escaped.

That was why the Black Ooze concentrated on caressing Fornelis.

"Haah... good grief."

Fornelis frowned at the insistent caress and muttered a cussing word as she tried to catch her slightly ragged breath.

It was rough, messy, and violent.

The tentacle's caresses were so far removed from the word "catastrophe" that they were unpleasant.

It was natural. It was a mental issue, not a physical one.

No sane mind could accept being violated by a monster.

However, the swarm of tentacles continued to relentlessly stimulate the twin tits.

Squeezing, pulling, squeezing, and releasing.

Monotonously, monotonously, monotonously.

The same thing over and over.

All the time, over and over and over again.

(Nn... fuu...)

The more she got used to the caresses, the more annoyed she began to feel.

The same thing over and over again.

Her body got used to it and her mind regained its composure.

While she understood that she was completely trapped, she felt a slight relief in her heart that it would continue like this.

She almost said out loud that there was no point in doing it.

There was no way she could feel it.

As she was thinking that, she felt goosebumps appear all over her body as it pinched the tip of her breast with her underwear underneath her clothes.

"Fuu, ahh... nghh.......... fuu"

The sudden different stimulation made her voice leak out for a moment, but it soon subsided.

Then the same thing happened again, and again, and again.

Her breasts, squeezed under her military uniform, distorted, returned to normal and distorted again.

The tentacles' torment of her big breasts continued endlessly, and Fornelis began to wonder when it would end.

People were creatures that could not be satisfied by being monotonous.

No matter how they do something, no matter what the situation was, they always wanted change.

In this case, an end.

At the same time――.

"...Kuh"

Fornelis realized that she had not been holding her sword properly and focused on her right hand.

Her right hand, which had been rubbed and loosened, was only slightly responsive, and even though she were able to escape the Black Ooze's restraints, it would be impossible for her to hold her beloved oversized sword.

However, Fornelis, whose body's sensation had been ravaged by the repeated caresses, could only vaguely perceive the reaction from her right hand, and she mustered up the strength to hold the sword, thinking that she could still resist.

While she was doing so, she sensitively felt a tentacle grab the tip of her nipple under her clothes, and Fornelis gave a small twist of her hips.

The movement of her lower body, trapped by the translucent mucus, was a hazy reflection, strongly reminding her that she was completely restrained.

There was a slight blush on her cheeks, and her mouth was beginning to leak hot breathing that threatened to ignite.

"Nn"

A small, sweet voice leaked out.

(Until when)

That was all Fornelis could think about for some time.

The lower part of her tits was lifted up and dropped with such force that they almost made a plopping sound. Her overly large breasts were pulled down by gravity, and even though they were supported by her underwear and well-trained muscles, they were still shifting. The more time passed, the more noticeable it became, and the more she felt shame because of her pride as a woman, but from a man's point of view, a slightly disheveled body was also attractive.

When she felt that the tentacles covering her chest were moving violently, one of the buttons on her chest burst open, unable to withstand the violence.

"Ku, fuu... this is."

A voice leaked from her lips, but the Black Ooze didn't respond to the voice, instead, it intensified its movements.

The clothes were pushed up from the inside of her military uniform, the buttons strained, and the itchy sensation of her skin rubbing against the wildly swinging clothes caused her to unintentionally lose her breathing.

As she braced herself for its movements, the tentacles finally tore the chest part of her military uniform with great force.

Buttons flew off and the sound of ripping fabric echoed through the empty passage of the temple.

Two bulges wrapped in black lace underwear appeared, swaying wildly, and the thing that looked like a fruit went back into its original shape, supported by the underwear.

The thin fabric of her underwear was tightly wrapped around her breasts, and the shoulder straps were pulled tight due to the generous amount of flesh.

The tentacle, perhaps playfully, hooked its tip on the shoulder strap and shook it.

The mere stimulation caused Fornelis's overly lush breasts to bob up and down, side to side, almost to the point of making a sound, and she could clearly feel the sweet sensation of the fabric from her underwear rubbing against her nipples.

"――――?"

It was a stimulus that she would not normally feel.

Her breasts were too rich for sensation, and even when squeezed or sucked, she felt no pleasure. It have been the same during sexual intercourse when she was being caressed.

Fornellis' breasts, which had been squeezed so roughly that they hurt and squeezed like livestock, were never been continuously stimulated in her nipples or areola, where the stimulation was more sensitive than she thought.

In accordance with her self-judgment that she was insensitive to pleasure but sensitive to pain, Fornelis' body showed a vivid reaction to the stimulation.

"What?"

It was useless once she felt something.

Her nipples, which had reacted normally due to the prolonged caressing without her intending to, appeared faintly on her black underwear, and the underwear, wet with mucus, could not hide the shape of her nipples.

In the dim light, understanding the reaction of her own body, Fornelis bit her lip.

The Black Ooze's tentacles swarmed her pure white skin revealing it in the darkness and the black underwear protecting it.

Three or four tentacles entwined around her breasts, just as they had done under her military uniform earlier.

Pulled her right breast up, then pulled her left breast to the left. Pulled her right breast to the right, then pulled her left breast up.

There was no regularity to their actions, and she even felt like she wanted to be in a different position where they could be pulled without difficulty.

However, the pain was also a definite sensation.

The breasts, which she had assumed would never feel pleasure, regained their sensitivity as they were roughly handled as they turned red, and even Fornelis was able to feel a sense of pleasure that she had never felt.

The lower half of her body, which had been wrapped in mucus for some time, swayed from side to side without stopping, and her thighs, which were still covered by her military uniform, rubbed together as though seeking something.

The wolf's ears, which had been standing on end, were now drooping as though in submission, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Her ragged breathing sucked up the stench that she hated so much, and it was enough to make Fornelis feel like she was going to lose consciousness.

Her golden eyes that showed her strength of will were narrowed as she lowered her eyelids and her shoulders shook from time to time, almost hiding the golden eyes behind her eyelids.

Finally, her right hand, which was holding the oversized sword, completely relaxed, and the Black Ooze finally flicked the weapon, a symbol of resistance, away with its tentacles.

The mithril oversized sword made a dry sound as it hit the stone wall, and finally, Fornelis realized that her weapon had been flicked away and she despaired after losing her weapon.

Her face turned pale and looked towards the direction where her beloved sword was――.

"Nghhh!? Mmghh!?"

But at the next moment, the mucus covered her mouth.

It was not like a man's manhood. It was a shapeless mucus.

It covered her mouth like a mask, and ignoring the surprised Fornelis, who closed her lips as quickly as she could, but it entered her mouth through the gap between her lips and teeth.

The nauseating taste that spread in her mouth made Fornelis burst into tears, but the worst part was to come.

What filled her mouth was liquid that she had never tasted before.

It was the taste of a liquid that was "too sweet".

Not bitter, nor spicy. Just sweetness.

She tasted it on her tongue, throat, and stomach, and then smelled the scent as it passed from her mouth to her nose.

Tumble.

In the blink of an eye, Fornelis's golden eyes which were hidden behind her eyelids rolled back.

Her body, which had been resisting so much, completely lost its strength, and her face remained facing the front, supported by the mucus that covered her mouth.

Unable to hide her weakened expression, the swordswoman exposed her most defenseless body to the Black Ooze, who handled the extremely ripe female body more roughly than before.

The clasp of the underwear on her back broke noisily with too much force as Fornelis's breasts were pulled as though it was being torn to shreds.

The black underwear easily came off her breasts and lifted up, revealing her ample breasts and beautiful pale pink nipples that had been hidden underneath.

The areola was large and the nipples were small.

Her huge breasts, glistening wet with the Black Ooze mucus, droop as gravity pulled them down.

"――Nnghh"

Fornelis, still with eyes rolled back and a disheveled look on her face, spoke up slightly.

It was because the Black Ooze's tentacle touched the tip of her breasts.

Her right nipple was sucked up in translucent mucus as the tentacle swallowed it, while her left nipple was pushed into the flesh that was hanging and twisted it, almost painfully.

The tentacles' force was so strong that the shoulders of the unconscious Fornelis trembled.

The lower half of her body was still covered in mucus, but her thighs were unconsciously rubbing against each other, and the clasp of the leather belt that held her pants made a clinking sound in the black mucus.

The Black Ooze unfastened the belt clasp with such dexterity, it unbuttoned her pants.

What came out was black underwear, just like her underwear covering her breasts. It was small underwear with a small area of clothing for practical use that adorned her pure white buttocks, and the back of the underwear was almost completely hidden as it was pinched by her ample buttocks due to her violent movements.

Ignoring Fornelis, who was oblivious to the bold exposure of her underwear, the crotch part of her black underwear was shifted to the side in the mucus.

Her thick, unkempt pubic hair moved slowly in the mucus. Her labia and buttocks concealed a pale colored passageway underneath, and her anus, in particular, was twitching as it was stimulated by the mucus.

"Uu, ah..."

Fornelis shouted, quietly, as though the coldness from her lower body had brought her back to consciousness.

Meanwhile, her sagging breasts were lifted, kneaded, squeezed, and released, then sagged again.

The pain gradually awakened her consciousness―― and Fornelis finally understood what situation she was in.

"Kuh, this is... you sleazebag."

Even as she said that, Fornelis' shoulders shook a little.

She couldn't believe her own reaction, so she looked at her chest.

(My clothes―― but are they being caressed directly, why is this...)

Her breasts, which were colored red from being stimulated to the point of almost being painful, were sensitive from the tingling pain, and her large areolae and nipples were swollen to a degree that Fornelis herself did not know.

Her nipples were still being roughly handled, as her right nipple stretched tightly and her left nipple twisted around her huge breasts.

(This is... this is like...)

It was like livestock.

Restrained on all fours and squeezed in her chest―― like a domestic cow or something.

However, even though she thought that, she have no weapons to resist, and her hands and feet were completely restrained.......

"No way, my bottom... pants"

Finally, she let out a panicked cry when she realized that the military uniform covering her lower body had been removed.

At the same time, the Black Ooze took aim at the vaginal flesh, which was leaking a little love juice, and drilled it with mucus at once.

The lower half of her body, covered by mucus, seemed to open on its own, and Fornelis' shoulders shook.

"Ugh, kuh―― shit, shit... shit!"

There was no pain.

But for Fornelis, it was humiliating.

Rather, she even wished she had felt pain.

(It's almost as if I have been feeling the slime's caresses!)

Her breasts, which she thought were insensitive, were clearly feeling the tweaking from her nipples, and her lower body was leaking love juices in response to the caresses.

Fornelis could not dismiss it as a natural reaction and just toss it away.

Therefore, she tried to clench her teeth while feeling humiliated... However, she immediately felt the mucus that remained in her mouth and spilled it out.

As she breathe, while her face was smeared with mucus and saliva, the stench that almost made her pass out mixed with the overly sweet scent from her mouth made the back of her head hurt.

While her body and mind were being stimulated, Fornelis' hips shivered at the disgusting mucus that was flowing into her vagina.

"Fuu, haah, haah―― stop... where, how far..."

Unable to close her mouth, and with a string of saliva dripping from her mouth, Fornelis asked the question.

Of course, there was no reply.

The mucus gradually flowed from the entrance of her vagina to the deepest part, and then reached the entrance of her uterus, where it stopped.

"Kuh, uuu. Stop, stop it―― stop it."

While spitting weak words from her mouth, the mucus accumulated in her vagina and gradually widened the vaginal canal from the inside.

Fornelis' face went wild with confusion at the sensation of her flesh being expanded from the inside.

She shook her head and bit her lip to deny the pleasure.

As she twisted and turned, her breasts, now without the support of her underwear, swayed from side to side, occasionally bumping into each other and making a thumping sound. Even that sensation sent shivers down her spine, and Fornelis continued to scream in a voice so weak that was hard to imagine from her normal voice.

"Stop. No, no, no―― what's that!?"

The mucus took advantage of its properties to enter her womb without hesitation, but it didn't stop there, it penetrated even deeper.

The mucus that entered her uterus entered the lower part where it connected to her vagina. When it touched the bulging part there, she let out a sweet voice mixed with more confusion than earlier.

It was a place no one had ever touched before, not with a man's penis, not even with her own fingers. A shiver went down her spine, and confusion preceded the pleasure.

At the same time, her instincts were telling her that "It was not good".

Fornelis' body rampaged with all the energy she had left. However, there was no way she could break the Black Ooze's restraints, and she only wasted her energy.

She was soon unable to move, and she fell on her face, breathing uncontrollably, and only shook her shoulders in silence.

"――――――――――――!"

Twitch, twitch. Her shoulders trembled again and again.

She didn't say it out loud, but each time she did, Fornelis climaxed lightly.

Her face, which was lying face down with her hair strained and wet with mucus, was bright red, and sweat was floating on her forehead. Her hands, weak from the caress, scrape the stone floor with their nails.

Her lower body, covered in mucus, was still twitching, and even the constriction in the middle of her buttocks was twitching in the translucent, black mucus.

Still trying to resist, Fornelis desperately tried to keep her voice down, her breathing under control, her mouth closed, and enduring it.

But it didn't matter to the Black Ooze.

It was pointless.

There was no concept of endurance or time in it, as it just "continued" until the woman climaxed over and over again.

Fornelis, who did not know that, clenched her teeth desperately and told herself that if she held back, if she endured, then Meltia and the others would be safe.

She had already lost her initial bravado that her breasts were insensitive or that she could endure the extent of its caresses.

Her body screamed from the endless repetition of stimulation, and her mind was cornered.

"Fuu, aaahhh!?"

Finally, unable to hold back, Fornelis let out a charming cry.

She raised her face from the ground and shouted like a beast in heat towards the ceiling. Her face, which she had been holding back, turned bright red, tears streaming from her eyes and drool dripping from her mouth.

"Stop, stop―― stop it alreadyyy!!"

She had regained a slightly strong tone, but her expression was melting with pleasure.

A high-pitched scream came from her throat, and tentacles wrapped around her white flesh like black snakes, squeezing her jiggling breasts.

Her nipples, now free from the tentacles, were twitching by themselves as though seeking more stimulation, and her areolae were swelling.

"Fuaaahh!?"

Once it leaked out, the sorrowful gasps did not stop, but in direct contrast to her voice, the corner of her eyebrows lowered and the expression on her face appeared.

The tentacles undulate and stimulate the beautiful flesh.

She almost surrendered herself to the rhythm that felt so good, but her head still felt humiliated.

Finally, the body left Fornelis' will and began to seek pleasure on its own.

"Stop, stop moviiiing!"

Her hips began to move of their own accord in the mucus, and her upper body swayed in proportion to the movement, making her breasts sway with a thumping sound.

(No... waist, my waist won't stop...)

Her body that didn't stop training, her body that was supposed to defeat the monster, succumbed to the monster.

The feeling of defeat caused Fornelis to cry tears of humiliation instead of pleasure.

As she weakly faced down in shame, her brain went numb as her sense of smell picked up the smell of her own body fluids mixed with the stench of rotting liquid.

She felt a simmering, boiling ecstasy in her body, her heart raced, and her eyes turned white.

"No. Stop, stop, this is not gooood!?"

Her strong words as a female knight had already disappeared, and she climaxed while emitting a weak female voice.

As she felt that seemed like she was flying, her golden eyes rolled back for a moment, and an irresistible voice escaped from her drooling mouth.

Fornelis reached a state of climax-induced oblivion, but that was not the end of it.

When the mucus that had burrowed into her vagina touched the upper part of the entrance to her honey pot, the part that she didn't even know existed, a wordless air escaped from the back of her throat.

"Ka, ha!? Ki, hiii!? A-aahhh!?"

Her weak hands clenched of their own accord, and she took a stance with her hips thrusting backward.

What is that?

She did not know.

"What is this!? What is this!?"

With her eyes wide open, Fornelis could only let out a confused cry as she felt the sensation for the first time.

As the mucus stroked the bulging part in her vagina, her hips, covered by mucus, jerked back and forth like a broken toy.

Deep inside her waist. She could feel the pleasure swirling in the depths of her womb.

Fornelis, who couldn't stand or endure it for the first time, could only shake her hips and shout "what is this" and "no".

She didn't know that it was the so-called "portio" area, but she could only let out a bewildered voice as unknown pleasures came up one after another.

"S-strange!? Waist, my waist is weird!?"

Fornelis twisted her unrestrained upper body to look at her lower half.

She was covered in black mucus, and her lower body was stripped down to just her underwear.

However, it was not Fornelis' intention, and her hips just moved back and forth on their own. The situation could be perceived as though she was being violently penetrated by an invisible man.

"No way, no way, no way!? Even though there's no one... it was inside!?"

Forgetting that the one violating her was the Black Ooze...... a liquid monster, Fornelis screamed out.

Her mind, clouded by pleasure, could no longer comprehend what she was doing or what was being done to her.

"Kuh, uuu!?"

Finally, a devastating sensation came up from the deepest part of her waist.

(Not good, not good, not good.)

She can't have this feeling. It was unbearable.

Fornelis' reason rang a warning bell. Her whole body tensed up as she tried to hold it back.

However, she didn't understand that her will to endure was what gave Fornelis the pleasure of being tortured, and imprinted a deeper pleasure on her body.

The trembling of her hips became greater and more violent, causing the mucus in her lower body to bubble up.

Fornelis just looked up at the ceiling, then said――.

"I'm coming."

Yes, she said it. She had finally said it.

The rest was simple.

For a moment, unconsciously, but still, the words came off as "Fornelis herself" accepted the pleasure, and she climaxed again and again and again.

"Too deep. Don't go deeper, it's coming, it's coming again. Deep, deep inside of meee."

"No, my appearance like this. Like a beast, crawling on all fours, I..."

"Stop it already... no. I don't want to cum anymooore."

"Break, my body, will break..."

After climaxing several times in a short period of time, Fornelis lost consciousness and said what she thought.

She denied it with her mouth that she was being violated in this way, but her body gladly accepted it.

Fornelis' roaring voice echoed in the dimly lit passage.

All the time, forever.