Chapter 103 – 103. A Woman Whose Life Was Ended by a Parasitic Tentacle
“Chew, to touch the clitoris of a woman you’ve never seen so randomly, this is sexual harassment!”
Contrary to the angry face, Black’s cunt twitched as if she was happy. Cornelia spread her black cunt open with her fingers, checking every nook and cranny of her insides.
Sniffing, the sharp scent of magical magic wafting from the depths of Black’s cunt tickled the back of Cornelia’s nose. She gripped Black’s lower body tightly with Chimera’s strength, then stuck out her long forked tongue and licked the inside of her cunt.
“Hehe, stop, stop!! Don’t stare at my pussy like that… !”
Black’s cunt squirted water in Cornelia’s face, embarrassed. It was like a clam spraying water as a defense against predators. Although she was a different clam from that clam.
Cornelia put her finger on the gooey water on her cheek to check her viscosity, and she even tasted a little of it.
The screen of the hut opened, and a nun entered. Cornelia said hello, Aeshir.
“I told you that you don’t have to call me Nim, Leah.”
She was a dazzling beauty. She had a fresh face, but her expression was as healthy and bright as the sun on a summer day. Her face was slightly wet with sweat and glistening, as if she had just come back from work, and her white blond hair peeked out from the nun’s robe that covered her head. The pendant on her chest glided and glistened in the sunlight.
As soon as Black saw her, he knew that the little nun in front of her was the ‘saint’ who appeared outside her in Zion. It was only natural for her to feel it with her whole body now, in a state where her whole body’s ability and sensitivity had risen due to her tentacles. She was called Asher, and her strange magic emanated from her and captivated those around her.
One is the divine magical power that resonates with the goddess given to her when she comes to this world, and the source is the pendant her nun is wearing. And the other was the magical energy that took the form of uncleanness that lay dormant in the nun’s lower abdomen. The two conflicting magical powers created a sense of dissimilarity that made her head dizzy, as if trying to dazzle herself just by standing there.
Of course, Black’s faith in justice is not broken by such things that she does not even know her true identity.
“Sister, you made Pink look like that?!”
Can’t forgive Black thought.
If only that one was broken, her pink revenge would be fulfilled, and she would be able to protect the safety of Shion and her self-belief. As Black’s rage boiled over, the clitoris Cornelia was gripping became erect, and tentacles burst out.
Black’s tentacles. Until now, all women have knelt before the majesty of these tentacles. He will make those two female rebels with different charms from Pink kneel beneath him and praise the great warrior Black.
The tall one with horns and a tail that caught him first will be given the honor of becoming a chair or mount exclusively for warriors. It is clear that he is not human. Every time his butt was slapped, his big breasts rocked up and down, left and right, and if he let out a vulgar cry, even the foolish people of the other world would agree that this is the right way to treat lowly livestock.
And the platinum-haired nun over there, yes. Let’s leave it in the half-destroyed Zion Monastery and let her warriors be praised instead of the goddess. And whenever her lower lip gets bored, she goes to a monastery and makes a ‘confession’. If you let her thick, soft lips touch her labia and chant the verses reciting Black’s achievements, you will be rewarded with the luxury of receiving the love juice of a great warrior.
What a compassionate and happy world this is!
Black really liked Shion, the hero’s utopia he had imagined.
In order to do so, I must first get her leg out of Cornelia’s tight grip…
“Eshir-nim, is this woman laughing?”
“I was, just, thinking…?”
Cornelia’s words suddenly woke her up. Black shook her head in confusion as she retraced what delusion she had just been having. Her horned beauty head looked down at Black with a worried look.
“It’s just that the tentacles sucked too much mana and the result was a temporary decrease in intelligence. I can’t help it. Wouldn’t you like to give something for such pleasure? We serve Him with our bodies and souls, Cornelia.”
Sister Eshur answered as if it was not a big deal. Upon hearing that, Cornelia covered her face with scales and twisted her body.
“Ah… Saying that reminds me of last night’s mess… Continuing to beat the stomach with a clenched tentacle fist, ah, the master is really great… !”
Eshir responded with a hearty smile to Cornelia, who exclaimed with her ecstatic expression. It was a refreshing smile full of kindness and love, just like her saintess. Eshir kept that expression still, examining the black cunt that Cornelia had taken a look at.
“Um… It seems to be completely rooted in the pussy? Considering that the ego has not awakened yet, there are two hypotheses. Joshua-sama’s species itself can’t reproduce by budding, or the mother’s ego is too strong to wake up and just fuse.”
“By the way, that’s exactly what Mr. White said. Just taking off one of Joshua-sama’s tentacles and putting it in Pink’s cunt, I really thought another hero would come along!”
‘What did I just hear?’
Black was shocked to hear the two unbelievable names coming from the mouths of the two women.
Joshua? White? What kind of connection could there be between the two of them, and now, in this situation, those two came out?
But one thing was certain.
As long as the name came up, the fact that the two of them were also involved behind this.
It was strange when you think about it.
Starting from the somehow changed atmosphere after Pink’s loss, to the fact that he came to visit Pink and showed off his parasitic ability for the first time in a long time, and when he was ‘diagnosing’ Pink, he unnecessarily attacked and disturbed him. Black’s hair made it impossible to infer any connection between them, but it was clear that he felt bad just thinking about White.
In Zion, it is a very serious sin to offend a warrior.
It’s called ‘the offense of offending’.
Even the same hero, as long as White committed the crime, she is no different from a rotten sinner.
And there is no need for sinners in the righteous city of Zion.
“White, you rotten traitor bitch!!!!”
“Kyaaa?!”
Hearing it, Black’s claw tentacles came out in an instant with the momentum to pierce the ceiling.
I liked this. The feeling of the damp air touching her sensitive mucous membranes made her feel a lot better. It was a feeling of exhilaration, as if her entire body had an erection.
Eshir and Cornelia looked up and said, ‘Oh… ‘ With a look of admiration.
“Yes! This is my power! Witness and despair!! Zion Ranger Black… Come on?!”
‘Steel-!’
And the tentacles that had grown to the ceiling suddenly attacked Black.
Sensitive parts grew on their own, binding and twisting his limbs into humiliating positions. Black couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
It was a tentacle that always moved according to her emotions and desires… !
“Uh, why… You’re mine! It’s my body, so I have to move at will!! Ah, no, haha-!!”
“If you’ve had fun while playing host, you should know the subject. Joshua-sama’s tentacles can’t attack me, right?”
Asher said. She grabbed Black’s cheek and lifted him up.
He reflected himself in her calm eyes. Small eyes full of humiliation and despair.
And her mouth was wet with anticipation of what would happen to her from now on.
Lust, only lust. There was a female figure who let go of everything because she was overcome by taboo feelings of depravity.
Black asked in Eshur’s eyes.
‘Who am I?’
Black replied.
‘Zion Ranger… Black.’
‘Really? Are you sure?’
Another voice came from inside Black.
Is it the tentacle’s voice? Or her conscience? No, it’s not like that. There were several people. It was a voice familiar to her.
Yes, this is the voice of Black’s subordinates, Peddy and Dahlia of Zion Justice, who crossed, overlapped and merged until last night.
But why did their voices come from within her?
For a moment, the most terrifying hypothesis popped into Black’s mind.
‘I was yesterday… While having sex with three people… I pass all of my parasitic abilities to the tentacles, and through the tentacles, they both… It was absorbed into my body… !!’
I just remembered
Three women, immersed in madness and pleasure, lusting after each other’s body, merged.
Originally, Black’s ability was limited to combining and manipulating parts of her body, but her condition and limits were amplified through her tentacles, no, her ability, which ran out of control, functioned not only on parts of her body, but also on her entire body.
The pussy and tongue formed a trinity, and the weaker side clung to the central side, becoming one.
It was no longer something like a parasitic ability. Combining with the tentacles and transforming, it truly reached the realm of body modification, and it was also body fusion.
In an anglerfish that lives in the deep sea, a small male attaches to a female and feeds on food scraps for the rest of his life.
Then they got so attached to each other that at some point the male completely fuses with the female and turns into an external organ.
An intercourse far more elaborate than that and full of lewd desires took place in Black’s room last night.
Superconnection through tentacles, and what follows is fusion. No, it would be safe to say that it was intake since only one black person was intact from the outside.
The words of a fallen warrior who gave her abilities, magical powers, and intelligence to her pussy and clitoris ended with the complete dedication of her ego.
