I Became a Tentacle Monster Blooming in the Academy Garden 3

## Chapter 3 – Cruel Fairy Tale

Words from a woman I couldn’t understand.

‘You want me to be happy.’

Then shouldn’t you have refrained from turning me into some bizarre natural monument of unknown origin in the first place?

But her demeanor was so earnest that I couldn’t help but listen to her.

“I am bound, so I cannot tell you much.
But even so, there is something I can give you.”

But her words were incomprehensible to me even as I listened, so I shook the leaves that had become somewhat movable and asked her again.

‘Wait a minute. Make your words understandable…’

But the reason I ended up trailing off was probably because the woman, whom any man in the world would find beautiful, gently took off the stole that wrapped around her body.

Before I could stammer, she revealed her dazzling nakedness, not even a single thread left on her body.

If I had eyes to see her actions, I, who was just blankly staring at her, would surely have had a dumbfounded look.

But how can a tree even see in the first place?

I don’t know either. Maybe I have some kind of visual organ.

One thing was certain: there were smoothly extending legs, a pelvis and waist drawing beautiful curves, and magnificent breasts with such beautiful shapes that I wanted to touch them right away.

In addition, her face, so pretty that she could be called the most beautiful in the world, completed her with a truly fantastic combination.

It didn’t take long for the woman, who seemed a little shy and gave an awkward smile, to gently lift her smooth legs, slowly step over the flower bed fence, and sit next to me.

‘Uh… uh…’

Thanks to that, I, who felt like I was seeing the sky for the first time in my life, could only fidget with my leaves.

But the woman, looking at my appearance and giggling as if I were cute, slowly leaned sideways like a tired cat, lying down in a supine position as if to wrap my roots with her back.

As a result, her pelvis twisted in a flexible and stimulating pose, and her breasts, pressed against the elbow leaning on the ground, swelled up, showing off their elasticity.

“Why are you so nervous? Ah, that’s right.
You have no experience. That’s right.
I’m more experienced than you.”

At the sight of her making a playful smile that felt seductive, I was able to be grateful for the first time that I was a plant without a heart.

If my heartbeat could be heard, it would probably break through everything, even if I were inside a soundproof booth installed in a silent room.

“But don’t worry, Enic.
Now you can do it too.
Unleash your instincts.”

From the moment I heard her words, I felt a strangely hazy feeling, and I trembled as I unconsciously felt the flower buds starting to open again.

‘Unleash instincts.’

The instincts of Enic, an ancient species.

Honestly, I don’t quite understand it yet.

A plant is a plant, what does she mean by instincts?

Of course, plants with tentacles are not common, but there could be a plant with just one tentacle somewhere in the world.

Maybe that’s why I thought the throbbing in my chest was just the emotion of my agitated soul.

But contrary to that thought, my, Enic’s, body was moving very actively.

The petals fluttered as if there was a target around them.

And the small tentacle that had sprouted from the center of the flower earlier was wriggling even more violently than when it had attacked the woman earlier.

I wondered if it was because I wasn’t trying to control it with my attention, but from the moment I concentrated, I was overwhelmed by a subtle feeling, and I was so surprised that I cut off my concentration.

Thirst. Hunger. Yearning. And the desire to reproduce.

Even the feelings I felt for a moment were like that, so if I added up the complex emotions that I didn’t understand because it was such a fleeting moment, I didn’t know how much more complicated it would be.

But regardless of whether I stopped concentrating, the small tentacles that had begun to sprout from the flower plate split into several branches, becoming several bundles of tentacles and spreading over the woman’s entire body lying next to me.

The tentacles that stretched out to her thighs, pelvis, buttocks, waist, and breasts, the parts I had been eyeing, gently stuck to her body and tried to wrap around her, but the short tentacles, still of ambiguous length, could only rub her body as if licking it.

To the actions of the tentacles spreading out as if caressing the woman, I could hear her breathing and small moans gradually becoming steeper behind me.

Is this the feeling I’ve only seen in porn and erotic anime?

She was exerting her patience by only twitching her body to avoid breaking her posture, but the woman’s eyes were already slightly narrowed, and she was curling her fingers and toes as if holding something back.

I naturally realized that what she was holding back with her mouth tightly shut was ‘pleasure’.

I somehow knew that she wanted to twist her whole body in pleasure, but she was still enduring it as much as possible for my sake and giving me her body.

Watching her, I unconsciously began to control the tentacles.

I unconsciously controlled not only the tentacles that were already touching, but also the tentacles that had already split into more than ten strands, stroking her body and enjoying her soft and bouncy flesh.

Even if I couldn’t wrap around her entire body, I could wrap around her arms and legs, or her breasts with curves so beautiful that I wanted to take a bite.

And the moment I rubbed the nipple, which felt like a bead, gently placed on her breast, with the tip of the tentacle, I could feel the tingling lightning storm raging in her head.

“Hngh…!!”

Her tender nasal voice, which she couldn’t hold back, and her body twitching as if struck by lightning, showed that she had reached a light climax.

How much time had passed as I caressed her entire body like that?

The woman, who had been relentlessly caressed and stroked by my tentacles, was panting and eagerly enjoying the sensual pleasure given to her.

Looking at her small writhing, which felt sad yet beautiful, I came to think that I could do this all day long.

In the midst of this, a word she uttered unintentionally began to resonate in my body.

“I’m happy, Enic. Are you too?”

Maybe. Maybe I’m happy now.

For the first time, I felt like my heart was beating because of someone.

She was definitely an unknown woman who turned me into a strange tentacle plant, but this woman in front of me had come to me.

She taught a lonely human warmth.

And she showed me that there was someone who would cry for someone as pathetic as me.

I was hesitating about how and what to say to her when her mouth opened and her luscious lips began to move again.

“It will definitely be a sad, cruel fairy tale…
But I believe in you.
So please…”

And after hearing the voice that would be ‘her’ last in my life, it didn’t take long to realize that something was wrong.

“Someday, somewhere else, let’s meet again, Enic.
I’ve always, always been waiting.”

I was momentarily unable to hide my embarrassment at the sight of the tentacles, which had been naturally controlled, suddenly starting to run wild.

Even though the tentacles, which had been controlled somehow unconsciously until just now, were now running wild as if they were separate groups, each different from the other.

‘No… what’s going on…?
Wait… wait a minute…!!
Stop… I said stop…!!’

The woman’s arms and legs, wrapped in tentacles, were being tied so tightly that she couldn’t resist.

She had no intention of resisting at all, and had the same benevolent smile as when she first met me.

Nevertheless, the tentacles, unable to recognize this, recognized her as a ‘female’ and deprived her of her dignity of freedom, tying her up and tightening her, even though her hands and feet were turning blue because the blood was not flowing.

‘Let go of this…!!’

And another object that the tentacle was tying was her neck.

Seeing the tentacle sharply wrapped around her neck as if to cut it off as it had done before, I began to pour all my energy into controlling it.

‘Stop!! Don’t do it!!’

A spirit filled with only one wish.

Had I ever wanted something this much before?

A desperation that was incomparable to when I was just grumbling about becoming a tree.

The ardent desire to protect the person who had allowed me to feel someone’s warmth for the first time in my life was dominating all my thought circuits at this moment.

Then, fortunately, as if responding to that spirit, I saw the tentacles twitching and very slowly losing strength, and it was the moment I was relieved.

While my nerves were distracted elsewhere, her face, with small tear marks flowing down, was looking at me.

She was still giving a difficult smile even though she was suffocating, and she was trying to say something by moving her trembling lips.

And the moment I, who had discovered it, read the movement of her lips.

With my small twitch, a stream of tears flowed out of her eyes, which had slowly and gently closed, and flowed down her cheeks into the flower bed.

But despite such tears, her expression, which seemed comfortable as if she had put something down, was telling me an incomprehensible confusion.

[I love you]

At the same time as my concentration was broken, the moment I tried to extend a leaf moving towards her.

With an unpleasant cracking sound, my new life was being swept into chaos.