Feed the Tentacles 120

Chapter 120 – 120. Human Ranch

“Eventually, people came all the way here.”

Asher said. He looked down, far below, as an intriguing spectacle at the women being manipulated by me and the men being trampled on by them.

Although her surroundings were dark, she enhanced her eyesight and hearing with the magical power of the holy relic she wore, while inserting her tongue into the man’s ear and whispering obscene words from the women. She wanted to shove her tentacles in and use her body-modifying powers to make her eyesight bloom, which she honestly admired. To say that it even automatically shuts off the temperature and humidity of this place, which is too hot and sultry for Cornelia to avoid, is truly an all-purpose relic.

‘Sirrly…’

I caressed Eshur’s ear with the tentacles in the form of a soft brush. I inserted tentacles into her ears at the timing when the women I controlled entered and entered the ear of that man who seemed to be the Zion Ranger’s helper. Eshir let out a strange moan each time a moist, clear mucus secreted and moistened her head. A hole that can be violated by a woman is not the only pussy.
He went deep into Eshur’s ears and said.

“I’ve been working this far right under you, but it’s strange if you don’t come.”

“Are you treating me with the utmost sincerity as a first-time guest?”

“It looks like they’re busy welcoming guests up there too, so I’ll have to do that.”

“Because the annual Zion party is right around the corner.”

Eshir took out the invitation he had received from Hans before and listened. The crumpled invitation was barely recognizable only in its shape.

“Can we get that many people into our arms? Joshua, my master. I’m a little worried. Even the hero named Red…”

“Are you afraid? A voice without heart. Eshir, your body doesn’t seem to be saying that?”

Her heartbeat, body trembling, breathing, flow of bodily fluids, and even her thoughts are connected through “I” As a medium. With everything connected as one, everything about Asher was transmitted to me through her magic.

The sound of her heart beating deep in her chest, her breathing strangely recalled, and the heat like a small ember that trembled at the tip of her head were certain, even though she tried to restrain herself. It was a feeling of uplift and excitement, not tension or worry.

“Well then, punish this wicked servant who lied…!”

I knew it would be like this. I caressed Asher’s flushed cheek. Anticipation added to the excitement and exaltation felt in Eshur’s body.

As I touched her insides of her body, I noticed that there was more she hadn’t told me yet. The vulva was completely imprinted on her lower abdomen, and something very small was pulsating inside it.

“Punishment? Are you talking about this?”

‘Jurrrr’

“Yes haaaaa… !♥”

You must have wanted this I inserted a tentacle the thickness of her finger into Esh’r’s ear and stirred her vigorously. The tentacles that came into my ears rotated and spewed out a pleasant substance that instantly made my ears go blank.

The feeling that her head was being violated made me goosebumps and my spine trembled. The man down there being raped by the women I control must feel the same way. Even in the midst of being violated by me, Asher’s eyes were still focused on them.

“More, put it deeper, into the nerve roots! Please sharpen my brain like Cornelia… !”

“No. Then you die.”

Cornelia’s horns, which sprouted due to keratinization of part of her skull when her body was transformed into a chimera, developed into an erogenous zone that literally splits her head when stimulated properly from the inside. It was evident that Eshir watched with interest as he broke, grinded, or dissolved in acid and fed it into his mouth.

Unlike Cornelia, whose body parts are automatically regenerated, Asher’s body belongs to a weak human being, so she cannot be touched with such strength. Eshir himself seemed to be dissatisfied with that.

“Then, pour your mana into me… Give me enough to make my womb lock!”

Whenever that happened, I soothed Asher by pouring my juice on him. It wasn’t just slippery slime, but a thin, thick liquid like ‘tentacle extract’ that contained my magic power and essence itself.

In fact, it just synthesizes and secretes a secretion that mimics human semen.
To imitate, you must first observe. It was for this reason that he did not kill and kept alive the two men of the Zion Ranger, who were walking right before the Boksangsa Temple.

‘Puck, puck, puck, puck-!’

“Ah… I can’t… I’m not coming out… Ugh… !”

“Squeeze more, squeeze more!! Build quickly!! You have to stand up, but you can go up there, only then you can be pierced by tentacles and be happy!!”

There, down there, there were women who had been completely switched on and a man whose energy was sucked in enough to make his eyeballs pop out. Those who were still focused on the orgy were extracting semen in the so-called ‘Amazon position’, where a woman grabs a man’s legs and slams them down from above, bumping her waist down.

What I mainly tasted and will taste was definitely the female body, but the male body also needs to be studied. My body transformation ability was at the level of imitating only the appearance and skeleton, so I couldn’t reproduce the detailed contents.

Of course, it was a problem I had told Brahms, a human male, but he stubbornly refused, saying that he couldn’t mix his body with another woman in the presence of his wife, and the only thing left was to find another individual.
In fact, it was comparatively less uncomfortable to bring and observe an unknown stranger than to look into the genetic material of an acquaintance.

Anyway, down there, drugs with aphrodisiac properties were sprayed into the air through a tube, and women with relatively low milk production were sent to fertilize indefinitely. I’ve seen Hans, who recently fled from Zion and came here, boil it all day and make something out of it, and he’s very pleased with it.

‘As if it were beautiful!’

“Oh, ohhhhh!! There’s a lot of semen wrapped inside!! Ah, my heart hurts!!!♥”

When I lifted her waist, breast milk spurted out like a fountain from the tip of the woman’s chest.

For the women over there, that work right now is like a vacation of their own. Exchanging bodily fluids for too long and only with a monster like me is sure to cause some deterioration in the quality of breast milk. No matter how good you feel, interspecies mating that spends all 24 hours without a break is definitely harmful to your health.

That’s why, for them, human semen has to be supplied from time to time for snacks, delicacies, or for the purpose of arousal.

If another human being is born in the process, that is certainly something to be blessed with. An increase in the labor force is an increase in output.
It will surely grow with utmost sincerity in a nutrient-rich environment.

However, one thing or another, what they want to do now is to return to ‘work’ right now, stick tentacles in all the holes in their bodies, suck bodily fluids, and express breast milk.
Such labor was truly their happiness.

Already, the underground cave of Zion is more like a ranch for breeding humans or a factory operated by tentacles rather than a tunnel for smuggling purposes.

And the employees are women in good condition abducted from Zion, and the destitute poor who were exiled from the outskirts of Zion who willingly gave their bodies for the ‘saint’ Asher.

‘By the way, what about those…’

Remnants left after being cleaned.
Since they were in close contact with the Zion Rangers, if they went missing, the hero might come down here on his own.

After thinking about it for a while, I gave her opinion to Asher.

“Shall I send that one back?”

“I’ll squeeze some presents and send them.”

“Because it’s been a good gathering.”

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“Give me the pink milk!!!!!”

With a click, this time a stone flew outside and landed at my feet.
Marcus Dracell, the president of the Zion Merchant Guild and the Zion Ranger’s irreplaceable henchman, was in a bad mood.
I couldn’t waste time in Hans’ office forever.
It was only a few days that they hadn’t been supplied, but now the citizens of Zion’s obsession with pink milk is literally madness. The whole city was poisoned with milk.
He sent two useful subordinates into the underground tunnel to find clues as to where Hans had been airlifting the ‘Pink Milk’ until now, but even after a day, there was no contact, let alone progress.

“You bastards who only eat the damn food!!”

I’ve used enough of those bastards, so maybe it’s time to replace them… ? Marcus Dracell decided to ponder the matter for a moment.
Zion is a great city. There are plenty of people who will take care of their dirty work.
It wasn’t that he didn’t think of sending the city guard down underground. But if you let your work grow like that, people’s attention will be drawn.
Whatever was underground, he had to monopolize it.
He intended to devour all of Hans Reseller’s property, even his coins.

“Could it be that the two people sent down to the basement stole mine and jumped out?”

That’s it! Marcus was sure.
I was sent down simply to do reconnaissance, but seeing that there has been no contact yet, it’s like a fait accompli.
Anyway, the swordsmen are all unreliable trash from one to ten. Marcus raised his pen to propose to Red that he use his powers to clear the basement.
Then, the door opened.

“Buy, buy… Boss.”

“I brought it, wet it. Mighty, strong, ping, kmil, k.”

They are the solvers sent down to the basement. As soon as he saw them, Marcus slammed the desk into a fit of rage.

“How much time do these scumbags of salary bugs take up just for one scouting trip! You guys are all cut!!”

“Uh… Eww…”

For some reason, their condition was not good, but it did not matter. Instead, a sweet scent wafted from the leather water bottles the two were holding, one in each hand, filling the office.
It’s a smell I’ve smelled before. A rich scent that stimulates appetite and lust at the same time. There is no doubt that what is contained there is pink milk.
A large water tank the size of an adult man’s back was filled to the point of swelling.
The sound of liquid sloshing was heard from inside.
With that amount, you will be able to meet the demand to some extent, assuming that you dilute it with water and sell it at a high price with a premium.
A big smile spread across Marcus’ lips.

“I believed in your abilities from the beginning! After all, they are the best solvers!!”