Chapter 178 – 178. Superconducting Body Modification
There was a time like that.
A time when the Witch King’s notoriety shook the whole world.
It was said that living as a witch was meaningful at that time.
Isabella, who was born as the daughter of an ordinary rural nobleman near Zion, grew up listening to the stories of the witches of that time from her childhood.
Great women who planted followers all over the world and brought fear into the world,
The legend of women who approached the royal family by disguising themselves as high-class courtesans, and then led them down a path of bottomless corruption in exchange for power and pleasure, ultimately destroying a nation within a few years.
But it’s just an old story. Now that the war is over, the whole world is filled with peace.
Isabella, who was only born with a slight talent for magic, grew up like other noble daughters from the outskirts. She learns simple skills such as ballroom dancing, horseback riding, and conversation, and studies a few of the secret and forbidden tastes and hobbies of an upper-class lady.
Isabella’s hobby is when she finds a commoner she likes, or even a beautiful woman in her own eyes, she secretly seduces him, takes him to her room, and has sex with her. It was about sharing the joy of.
In the secret world of aristocrats, such a promiscuous life is usually not even a topic of gossip.
However, I had no idea that the young man I had seduced for one night of fun was actually a warrior who had received the grace of the goddess.
For daring to treat a warrior like a brat and offend him, her family was torn in two in one night. When the great sword wielded by the warrior split the sky, her parents, who knew nothing, split into upper and lower bodies and died while they were sleeping.
After wandering around the plains of Zion like crazy for three days without being able to eat or drink anything, he collapsed.
When she woke up, a blonde witch named Beatrice was looking down at Isabella. Beatrice, who identified herself as the ‘Witch King’, said that she had brought the fallen Isabella to the Witch’s Island.
Isabella was purer than she thought.
She learned from Beatrice that she was pregnant with the warrior’s child.
Isabella asks her witch king, who says she is looking for someone to be her ‘little sister’, what she must sacrifice for him to become her witch too.
She gave Beatrice numerous magical powers by sacrificing her own unborn child.
“But that’s a story from the past.”
Isabella repeated with a sour face. Now she has fallen into a trap.
He tried to kill her ‘sister’ Eve and invade the dream space that Beatrice had created before Alice could escape, but ended up being buried in this ridiculous hole from the shoulders down.
It’s like a game of whack-a-mole played by a cheap wandering group.
But even in this ridiculous situation, she did not lose her elegance.
Rather, she was just analyzing her surroundings in a sly yet gentle way, like a cat or a wild beast.
There is only one reason Isabella came here.
She wanted to regain her original strength.
A fetus is a catalyst with powerful magical power. As the Witch King’s ‘first sister’, it was her power of absorption that was originally granted to her immediately after offering up her unborn child.
The Witch’s Island was a very different place than what she had read about in her old legends.
It is not a place where witches with a burning ambition to devour the world hold a meeting,
It was just like a shelter where the Witch King took in women who had been harmed by warriors from all over the world.
He said that the legends of the past were nothing more than rumors created by the outside world to protect himself.
The Witch King himself gave powers to residents with talents to protect the island, and she was one of them.
The original purpose was to absorb the energy and power of invaders trying to invade the island,
Isabella’s desire was not towards the intruders, but towards the other sisters who originally lived on the Witch’s Island.
By contact with the mouth, nose, skin and mucous membranes. It took only half a day to ravenously eat all the other sisters.
After absorbing the power of all witches except the Witch King, she immediately challenged the Witch King,
And she fell.
At the time, I didn’t know what the power of her dreams was, but the Witch King turned all the destructive power she unleashed into swarms of butterflies and threads with a single wave of his hand.
The Witch King blew away all of her powers into her dream world, leaving behind only her last power, the Power of Chocolate, which remained as her trash.
A power that pours out very fragrant and sweet chocolate from the whole body like a living chocolate fountain.
She herself was ruined. Everything she had built up all her life was blown away into the fake world created by the Witch King.
She vowed to get it back. She was confident that once she entered the dream world, her powers would return to her master.
And although she was stuck in the ground from her shoulders down, Isabella was finally able to enter the world of her dreams that she had longed for.
It is a situation where one body spans two worlds, but the head is raised in the original world,
My only complaint is that I can’t feel the rest of my body below my shoulders, stuck in the dream world.
The only thing that was disappointing was that I couldn’t feel the sensation of that huge force rushing in.
There was no feeling of existence in my toes, chest or waist, as if they had never existed in the first place.
But didn’t she absorb and kill all of her sisters just to please her?
Isabella had a great desire.
The day she lost her power, Isabella made a promise.
If only she could regain her lost powers,
At that time, she will definitely absorb Beatrice’s power and ascend to the position of Witch King.
Revenge against all the warriors of the world began from there.
Isabella shouted boldly, imagining the world that would lie beneath her feet in the future.
“I’m pouring out all the resentment I’ve had until now!!”
Float
This
This
Ik
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I grabbed the breasts of that stupid bitch named Isabella who jumped at me without fear and stretched them all the way down.
The elasticity of brown skin was amazing. Did you say chocolate witch? It smells and smells good, but it was definitely an effective substance for skin care.
When that witch suddenly jumped into the dream world where I was trapped, I gathered my clones that covered the world and immediately injected her whole body with evil fluids and elixirs.
Any normal human would not only have been poisoned but would have literally melted to the point where they could not maintain their form, but witches seemed to have incredible durability.
She let go of her stretched out breasts.
I’m not particularly interested in what they’re saying, but they keep laughing and talking about it above.
The rocket-shaped breasts, which rose slightly upward as if reflecting her bold personality, returned to their original shape without being disturbed one bit.
It would have slowly ripened.
Let’s open up the pussy.
‘Jjubbung’
‘Chaeok-‘
The concentration of magical resources created using the world itself as raw material is beyond imagination.
The inside of Isabella’s slightly pickled pussy was literally a jar of wrinkles and love juice,
I don’t know why, but she didn’t seem to have much awareness of her current physical condition.
A state of so-called ‘sensory blockage’.
Since the brain was not aware of it, her body also accepted the change in state without much resistance.
Instead of the typical movement of a tense human vagina, where the inside tightens when erogenous zones are stimulated, the entire thing twitched and continued to gush out erotic juice,
When her stimulation built up to the point where she felt like she couldn’t pretend to not notice it, she showed a leisurely and gentle orgasm pattern.
She was lying to herself, saying, ‘I’m fine, I’m fine,’ and she was lying to herself that she wasn’t close to climax.
If the orgasm signal reaches the point where the nerve stem behind her clitoris is gently relaxed –
‘I’m fine… Actually, it’s not okay ♥”‘
It reaches its climax.
Since her face is not visible here, I can only admire her body below her shoulders.
Let’s start with one strand in the anus and three strands in the vagina.
Her muscles were relaxed, so her butt hole also accepted my tentacle without any resistance.
If she had her senses alive, she would have given me the pleasure of squeezing her hole and forcing it open while screaming like a child, but I can’t do anything that doesn’t work.
The anal folds were widened further and five more tentacles as thick as a finger were inserted.
So comfortably, the tentacle reached her intestines through the anus.
The food I ate today was being digested in my stomach. Duck meat patera spread on a bagel…
This will probably be the last human food Isabella will eat.
A command was given to the tentacles inside, and the secretory organs of the tentacles spewed out a white liquid, coating the lining of Isabella’s stomach.
Even if she has no sense, she cannot withstand the shock of sudden physical changes and dies, so protein source is sprayed to terraform her stomach wall.
Well, they say it like this, but in reality, it was ejaculated inside her stomach.
Before the semen that had been sprayed was digested, a very thin thread was pulled out from the ends of the tentacles and stabbed here and there inside Isabella,
They began injecting enzymes and genetic material from the tentacles inside me.
‘Sexualization of internal organs, internal erogenous dialogue following the whole body.’
As if sensing a change inside her body, Isabella’s nipples became more erect.
While she was concentrating on the inside of her body, she didn’t realize it and kept pulling only one of her breasts. No matter how elastic the skin was, teasing only one side for a long time had already created a difference in both of her breasts.
I repeatedly grabbed and released Isabella’s breasts, which had become slightly larger and softer than those on the other side, and concentrated on turning her internal organs into a full-body pussy.
One good thing about being numb was that there was no resistance to whatever I did inside my body.
