Chapter 277 – #62 Rebellious Demon Mona, Remodeling (Mona) (3)
Ah… Ahhh…
Ngo clothes… Clothes…
Mona’s unseemly appearance continued.
She is subjected to all the alterations and sexual tortures she has been carrying out, either by order or as a hobby, by the alter ego with the same face as her, and by the slaves she has captured so far.
Because the succubus, the devil, is the body, it is not easily broken at this level.
That’s why Mona’s body is undergoing remodeling at about ten times the intensity of dealing with a human woman.
From her head to toe.
Every single strand of hair or pubic hair is transformed into an organ for experiencing pleasure.
The vagina and uterus change.
Originally, it was a great machine, but it surpassed the standard until now and became a chewy hole for sex processing that was even more delicious.
However, in return, her brain was changed to feel the pleasure that would melt her brain in one insertion.
You can pump out urine and breast milk as much as you like.
But in return, you get an orgasm and pleasure that equals or exceeds that of a man ejaculating with his penis.
It’s a bonus that the tail, a succubus’ unique organ, has also been remodeled.
“Huhhhhh♡♡♡”
“Ngooooo ♡♡♡”
“Master, lord, lord, lord, lord… Nihiiim♡♡♡ Inggiiiiit♡♡♡”
The unsightly and ugly figure of Mona, who is repeating the climax from a while ago.
The Count sometimes puts her hand on such Mona and helps her change, but basically just watches her with her calm eyes.
Mona weeps in her pleasure, and her face doesn’t change from wondering if her muscles have gone to taste.
Retribution for what she has done so far.
A celebration of miserable pleasure that is indistinguishable from the pain that she thinks of over and over again for what she has done.
In the midst of it all, Mona thinks with her quivering brain.
『——Ah, I’m really happy… 』Called.
‘This, such a pleasure… Such a pleasure… Nonsense… !’
‘Ah, I’m in a position. In front of the master, like this… !’
‘Succubus Queen… The woman who is said to be the right hand of the Demon King is… !!Hee hee… !!’
‘Happy… I feel like I’m going crazy with happiness♡♡!!’
Humiliation turns into pleasure, and fatigue turns into greater joy and delight.
It is a masochistic constitution to the extent that it cannot be measured by human standards, to the extent that it is flashy.
Her pain and humiliation become her greater pleasure.
That, pain, rather than hurting the body, was given as a gift in the form of pleasure.
‘Aaaaa~~~!!!
‘Melting… My brain melts into a muddy mess… !’
It was something that even the demon’s body and mind could not bear.
It is natural.
Isn’t it the various alteration and torture techniques that Mona has thought hard and thought about to harass women?
The biggest torture she could think of was being applied to her body right now.
Something beyond her imaginable limits, maybe even more, is now flocking to her.
It’s understandable that it’s hard to bear…
Ah… Aaaaa… !
Hee hee profit… Hey it… !
With a hoarse voice, in the middle of the chatter.
Under the Count’s orders, the immobilized Mona continued her transformation surgery while lying on the operating table made of the meat…
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——Time, how long has it passed?
Mona’s memory was cut off at some point.
I don’t know if she fainted at some point or if she was out of her mind.
Just.
“Wake up, sow.”
The command was transmitted through her ears, and the command resonated in the inner heart and womb of this body.
As it was, even Mona’s soul was struck with her fist and awakened that consciousness.
“… Uh…”
“What are you bruising on?”
In the still unfocused field of vision, all of a sudden, a slap! And the shock of hitting her butt came.
All she had to do was hit her butt lightly with her hand.
That’s all.
Gyyyying
“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♡♡♡♡?!”
As if what had been piled up inside her exploded all at once, Mona simply reached the climax with just that.
She trembled as she reached her climax, oozing her urine from that crotch.
However, the two trembling legs clearly stood on the ground.
“Are you a little bit awake?”
“Ah, ahi… ♡ Heh… ♡ Lord, Master… Sir… ♡”
What the hell, which time?
The Count and Mona were out of the room where they were remodeling her.
Her alter ego, which was passionate about transforming herself, was nowhere to be seen.
Mona looked around her as she struggled to control her trembling body and her uncontrolled breathing.
Judging from the scenery around them, the two of them are still inside the underground labyrinth of the mansion.
However, it is near the entrance of the labyrinth.
It was immediately apparent that there was a stairway leading to the top right next to it.
Could it be that the sound of shriek came from the chain leash that was held in the count’s hand and led to her neck?
Or it might have come from the chains connecting the leather handcuffs that restrained the arms that were turned behind the back.
Alas, I don’t know.
Right now, I don’t have enough reason left to judge such things leisurely.
Whoa… Whoa… !
Shuffle
‘Sue, just breathing… It’s hard to bear… Too much…’
Her body, which had been remodeled from head to toe, was literally in a state of “Going away just by breathing”.
Not only the inside and outside of the body, but also this mouth and the throat where it breathes have become more erogenous zones than the pussy, air rushing into the pussy every time you exhale… I can’t stand that feeling.
Of course, succubuses don’t eat like humans, so there’s nothing to worry about when it comes to eating.
However, just breathing hard like now or raising your voice makes you feel a thrill running down your spine.
Besides that, everywhere.
In the midst of such an unknown feeling that an ordinary woman would drive her mad at once, Mona quickly grasped the state of her body.
Since it was a remodeling technique she devised, it was not difficult to figure out what changes it caused and which parts were remodeled.
‘Really, it’s been greatly renovated.’
‘Really, it might be hard to bear.’
Clearly, some major modifications have been made.
It’s hard to believe that it’s a succubus, and I’m sure just inserting the owner’s cock halfway into the hole… It has reached a state where it may reach its climax.
There is nothing more than this, an ultra-sloppy third-class female body.
With just a caress, you can easily go away, break your mind and give in… Such a weak, weak body.
But.
However.
Even so.
‘… This much, but my heart won’t be broken.’
——As expected, a cute little boy.
Mona smiled inwardly.
However, there is also a bit of regret and disappointment in her heart.
He also thought that it would be nice to be a little more unexpected and be treated even more harshly.
Mona’s mazo desire has no end.
So, she never fully satisfies her needs.
“What, have you not been disciplined yet?”
How did she judge the appearance of Mona, who was locked in an accident for a while?
The Count took Mona’s luscious butt again Slap!Put up
Mona’s waist jumped up with just that, and a sigh escaped her mouth, spitting out her spirit.
Uhhhhh… Oops… Ahhhhh…
Mona keeps flinching and bouncing her body up, getting slapped on her ass that feels like a cleat.
Then the Count slapped Mona on her ass a few more times, grabbed Mona by the leash and pulled her back to move in front of her again.
“Come on, move. Because there are people waiting for you.”
“Yes, hehe… ♡”
Mona smiled at her, acting in her familiar expression, hiding her own faint disappointment welling up from the depths of her heart.
It’s all right, it’s all right, she repeats to herself and she climbs her upward steps with the Count.
Hehe… Hee…
Ughhhhh… !
Her insanely remodeled body transforms even lifting her legs to climb the stairs into an immense pleasure… It made me orgasm over and over again.
But in that repeated pleasure, Mona thinks a little puzzled.
‘——『Waiting Person』There is?’
‘That’s who… ?’
I recall for a moment what the count said a moment ago.
Who was he talking about?
No, why did I tell myself that in the first place?
Could it be that Mona, who is not the Countess, means that she has someone waiting for her?
But if that’s the case, the number of people who know her will be limited.
‘If you go further than this… Is there… ?’
‘Really, who is this~?’
Without telling the answer yet, perhaps to the place where ‘that person’ is waiting… Mona followed the Count, staggering in her sloppy posture, leaving traces of her juices and urine on the floor…
