Chapter 70 – 70. The Voice of Tentacles Opening the Womb
Sex is like eating.
A woman’s face, especially saturated with fear and helplessness, is a good hors d’oeuvre.
The tip of the tentacle was transformed into a form with short and thin brushes like a sea anemone, and it came down gently rubbing Pross’ chest.
“Whoops, whoops… !”
As he tickled the area around her areola, Pross bit her tentacles and moaned in agony. It is a moan with a very slight sweet taste at the end. It was true that she said her nipples were weak.
“Pro Stut, Lady Mayor of Zion! A loser sow who foolishly took her city to the warriors and tried to put the blame on me!”
But why am I saying these stupid lines like a play?
Wait, I got a strange feeling.
Because of those people.
Looking back, there is an audience watching the stage.
Pros and the people who shared her will had been forgotten for a moment. Although each field is different, they said that they were all people who had definitely pioneered their field in Zion. They were sitting and staring at me, so I don’t know why, but for some reason, I was conscious of their eyes, so I said this line in a theatrical tone.
They were not at all surprised to see my tentacles. Rather, it was a very exciting expression through the mask.
The tentacle stopped poking at Pross’ cunt for a moment. While he was thinking whether they should all be annihilated, one of them raised his hand and said cautiously.
“Hey there, Mr. Tentacle.”
“Yes?”
“Why did you stop?”
“When will our female mayor commit a crime?”
“Are you going to insert it through your anus and come out through your mouth, or squeeze your uterus like that fallen lizard woman over there?”
“You guys… Isn’t this amazing? I, these tentacles…?”
“Whether you’re a tentacle or a hero, Joshua, is that a matter of dropping konggo on us?”
‘Why are all humans like that?!’
I was astonished. In their indifference to others.
But that indifference was better. It was only good compared to the obsession disguised as goodwill that I felt from the crowd pointing fingers at Eshir when I entered Zion.
Fear of tentacles had nothing to do with humans over there. It didn’t matter if it was a human or a tentacle that entered here.
Even if I were a tentacle, they knew that I had no intention of hurting Fros. The only thing they cared about was whether Zion could escape the oppression of the warriors.
And whether or not they see that lofty female mayor being violated by tentacles and crying out in pleasure.
Well, if they were sane people in the first place, they wouldn’t have put on a masturbation show just because the Pros unite them.
All of the humans here are rich, powerful, have strange sexual desires, and are dissatisfied with the heroes. You can tell by the excitement in their eyes as they intuit tentacle mating right in front of them for the first time.
“Ugh… ?! Whoops, yes!!”
Well, it doesn’t matter. No matter who sees it, Zion’s women’s market is already in my hands.
In a fit of rage, he forcefully thrust a thick bundle of tentacles into Pross’ cunt.
‘Tshuong-‘
“It’s so good!!!”
The tentacle that entered with a tswib sound pushed the tight flesh of Shion’s women’s market and squeezed in little by little.
It doesn’t matter if she’s wet or not. Lubricant can be secreted from my side. In the first place, since she had been masturbating just a moment ago, every corner of Pross’s pussy was already moist enough for me to roam comfortably.
I carefully licked my teeth and explored the female organs of the women’s market.
Vaginal wrinkles in a woman’s pussy are not tree rings, but the approximate age can be guessed from the hormones felt in vaginal pressure and secreted love juice. Roughly 30? I’m at the age where I can taste the umami in my pussy. However, she is not a pussy with a lot of experience with men for her age. Even if you look at it like this, it must be the body of a young lady who has grown up precious.
It doesn’t wrap around me gently like Eshir, nor does it shyly and tightly like Cornelia. However, the chewy entrance of her pussy close to new and the bumpy texture of the vaginal wrinkles shyly wrapped around it are more than enough to excite me.
The men of Zion do not deserve to be called males to be able to stand still even with such a high-quality pussy in front of them. Could it be that the warriors who claim to rule this place put restrictions on themselves so that they can’t use cocks except for themselves?
Castrated ones. Then all the females in this city are mine.
‘Chew, Chew, Jurrrr… ‘
“Whoa!!”
Forward, and forward.
The slightly protruding part near the entrance is definitely the G-spot. As if the stress he had been receiving had been condensed, it was firmly united and swollen.
This pussy is so tense. My pussy, filled with blood from stress, tension, and excitement, couldn’t accept my thick tentacles all at once.
You need to loosen up your body a bit. First, he pulled out the tentacle blocking Pross’s mouth.
Puha, the pros who spit out mucus and saliva from his mouth spoke to the people as if crying.
“Why, why is no one saving me… ?”
“There was a dramatic unspoken agreement. Prove it, Mrs. Are you the talent to take this city away from the warriors? I am not seeking your cooperation. Prove in front of the people here that you are a woman worthy of my cooperation.”
Everyone here noticed as soon as they saw me that a being wearing a warrior’s mask would be more helpful in recapturing Zion than a powerless female mayor.
In fact, nothing else is needed, and it is also because Eshir, who is praying under me, has deployed her halo.
However, even if you are concentrating on one person, you cannot force them to do something that is not in their heart when hypnotizing so many people. This is because the concentration of hypnosis decreases.
In other words, the Zion resistance forces under Pross are in a state where they cannot fully trust the women’s market they serve.
She is a pitiful woman. She came to take power, and she did, but it was all taken away, and in the end, nothing was left by her side.
She was only able to relieve her loneliness and her stress caused by her warriors with her masturbation and drugs, so the five desires combined made her erogenous zones so dull.
Firmly swollen nipples, clitoris, and G-spot.
[Body Transformation_Part Creation]
Several small mouths were created from the tentacles that entered her pussy. Then, playfully, she bit into Pross’s G-spot, the base of her clitoris, inside her pussy.
‘Yum.’
“Uh… Uh? Hehe, this feeling? Oh, no… Oh oh oh oh!!
Unlike when she was masturbating a moment ago, the mayor woman, who seemed genuinely embarrassed without a staged corner, moaned like a girl who had her first experience. The audience buzzed at the unfamiliar appearance.
“What is going on?”
“Mayor, tell me what happened inside the pussy!”
“It’s a live broadcast of Mrs. Pros’ pussy!”
“Inside… I bit something inside!! Something like a small mouth!”
‘Well well’
“No, no chewing! My pussy is important! It is a place to be used when one day you marry a nobleman in the capital and revitalize the family, but to these tentacles… !”
“Ohhhhh! If it’s a tentacle, that kind of thing is possible!”
Ignore the frightened reaction from above and the enthusiastic reaction from behind.
Forward, forward again.
This is not just an advance to capture females, but also a march of conquest to bring under me a force in the great city of Zion.
Pross’ pussy was so resistant, of course, because of her resistance to interracial sex, but also because she had a sense of responsibility that if she collapsed here, that would be the end.
It is possible to forcibly brainwash her by changing her shape and inserting needles into her brain, but now I am only targeting her pussy, treating her as the same ruler.
Even so, in the end it’s just a human female
Reached the high ground. Sound the victory bell
‘Malang’
“Ah, I got it.”
Instead of shaking the victory bell, he gently touched the bell-shaped entrance to the female organ. I spoke softly through the mouth created by her tentacles, speaking to the cervix of Pross, who was very nervous and shrunk.
“Open it.”
‘Flinching’
The female responds to the male’s command.
It’s just a word, but it’s what Fros’ instinct as a woman speaks directly to her latent body organs. It’s not as much as brainwashing with magical power, but the repercussions are bound to be enormous.
No. Pros thought.
Even if this man wasn’t the Joshua slayer he remembered, his pride wouldn’t allow him to follow his orders.
Opening the womb means opening her heart and the gates of this city to the tentacles.
She is the mayor of Zion. Even if her powers were taken away, she had to be first, at least in her ‘her self’.
‘I can’t be taken away by such a low-level monster…! This is… It’s my city, it’s my body!!’
Resolute resistance, pride as a wise leader, and the bondage that fetters herself.
“I say again. Uterus, open it.”
However, such resistance is only swept away by the waves of pleasure that mercilessly blow through her body.
No, it’s not a wave, it’s a flood. Pross was forcibly blocking the flood of pussy water that was about to burst out with the dam of her pride and reason.
Every time the tentacle inside her pussy spoke, it felt like something exploded inside her body. It’s not like a bomb exploding painfully, just like the popping candy I ate as a child.
“Bo, don’t talk inside the pussy!! A voice echoed inside… Whoops!”
“How, like this? To the womb! Like this! What to say! It feels good-!!”
“Oh oh oh! I told you not to tell me hehe!!”
So instead of talking, I have to ask.
First of all, from the nipples and clitoris, which are standing upright in a vulgar form, no matter how much other warriors have massaged them.
The tentacles, which had transformed into suckers, clung to them. For Pros, the clitoris, nipples, and sensitive erogenous zones on the inside of the vaginal wall felt tingling and felt as if they were connected in an instant.
It was dangerous. It felt like her heart would explode.
Her body was warning her that something had to be released from within.
Do not resist this pleasure, accept what a woman deserves.
“Maybe it wasn’t her tentacles that told her to open her womb, it was her true intentions that even she didn’t notice, she even thought about it.”
“No, no! Please don’t talk to the womb like it’s my idea!!! Hehe, stop mumbling at the entrance… ! Ohhhhh!!”
‘Agjak-‘
‘Prick-‘
“Ook?!”
At that moment, Pross passed out for a few seconds with a panic attack.
I just bit hard on the cervix. She wasn’t bleeding, but she felt a little sorry.
I always had to keep in mind that Pros wasn’t a centaur that was trained on my tentacles from the beginning like Eshir, and that she wasn’t a regenerating body like Cornelia.
Carefully, it should be treated with respect. Because this woman is just an ordinary, flawless female human being.
“You said a word and rolled her eyes out. What happened, Mayor!”
“Please tell me quickly, if you have affection for this city, our favorite side dish… No, please stand as a strong leader!”
“Eshir, you hypnotized these humans right?”
“Yeah… Of course. Hey, don’t resist and express your honest feelings… Oh, please poke deeper!! I told her to show her honest feelings…”
Eshir wrapped his legs around the tentacles that swirled around under her nun’s robe and pressed her whole body closely. She then stared in rapt at the tentacles that descended on her table and began to do the gullible tentacle fella with her vaunted technique.
“No… I… I!! I will never give in to tentacles… ! Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!”
Pross shouted in an evil way. As long as her spirit endures, Zion’s noble mayor will never be defeated again.
However, he was the only one who didn’t notice that her face was already the expression of a female wet with pleasure.
