Chapter 234 – If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Unlimited Body Modification_ Basic Options.
If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Body modification without limits_Basic options.
Arms and legs that do not move, a lukewarm sensation running down the skin, along with tentacles resembling pulsating blood vessels sliding down the hands and feet.
Contrary to its appearance, which looks as if it would snap if cut, it is quite hard and thin, and there was no reaction even when I tried my best to resist it.
A bunch of tentacles that don’t move even if you try to loosen them with force.
And the unique pulse of a living, breathing tentacle felt in the tangled limbs… How should I express it… It brings to mind quite disgusting and disgusting feelings.
A feeling of reluctance that is difficult to express with empty words.
Just like its appearance, its slippery and sticky texture aroused fear and disgust.
… I try to get up, but I’m so wrapped up that I can’t even move, let alone resist… Really, I was unable to do anything.
A situation where you are lifted in the air as if you were being hanged, and what little clothes you have are torn to shreds by strange, unknown tentacles.
As if to show off, both legs were forcibly spread.
Spreading wide and wide… Between the crotch… You can see through its inner skin.
Huh…
It’s also a shame.
It is said that very few people see it, but just being in this posture is a posture that makes you feel ashamed.
I can’t resist, I just silently bow my head in shame.
The tentacles that bind my arms and legs tighten, and I feel a slight pain from the pressure.
Even though he was aware of the pain, his sensory organ was beginning to become confused whether this feeling was pleasure or pain, and was sending out a reflexive physical reaction even in this situation.
A faint groan.
However, the moaning included not only a reflexive scream of pain… There was a feeling of anticipation that couldn’t be hidden.
Perhaps to maintain the body floating in the air, the tentacles entangled in the hands and feet were persistently squeezing the skin, resembling pain… The stimulation of strange pleasure is such that I can’t bear to admit it, but I have no choice but to admit it… It stimulates the body.
In between, small lumps of heat lightly flowing out.
I feel scared and reluctant about this situation, and a part of my heart… A vague sense of pleasure tickling every corner.
A signal of a tingling sensation tickling my tailbone that can only be described as strange.
Between the wide open crotch, a trickle of sticky liquid flowed.
Also… I was embarrassed.
That feeling of shame had now become a device to increase pleasure, and even though my cheeks were blushing on the outside, I felt my body heating up.
Light blush of apricot color.
If you are afraid, the pale color of the night sky, like the cold moon,
If you are angry at an absurd situation, a flaming red hue like a burning active volcano,
If you can’t stand the shame, a lively red color like a wild strawberry
It would have colored the skin.
What appears on the skin is a vague apricot-colored blush that is only slightly stained.
I couldn’t pinpoint what kind of emotion it was, but I could clearly see that the emotion was not just anger, shame, or fear.
It wasn’t that there wasn’t a sense of disgust, fear, and fear, but other than that… The fact that I have many feelings that are too embarrassing to say with my mouth,
At least I figured it out myself.
I was embarrassed because I knew.
Of course.
Even though I’m being treated like this, looking at this scene, being in this situation… The pounding of my heart that doesn’t let up, the thoughts that come into my head, the delusions, the shame… I couldn’t erase the harsh feelings.
Deep down, the anticipation that comes to mind and gets thrown away.
Because we are in such a terrible situation, because we are in an unrealistic situation, I can’t help but think… Unrealistic ending.
I was afraid and curious about what I would be like in the end, and I was confident that I would give up on expectations.
The more terrible the process is, the more disgusting it is, the more unrealistic it is… There are so many possible outcomes that can come to mind… Because I can’t even imagine it myself.
In a situation where it would not be strange for a normal person to turn pale, the secret heat was growing.
Moreover, the current situation in which I could no longer move even one of my elbows as I wanted, a situation where I was completely bound and unable to resist at all, made me feel completely helpless, giving rise to a strange resignation and a secret self-compromise that there was nothing I could do, and such feelings gradually turned into fear and fear. It was making me extinguish fear and embrace excitement.
In an unavoidable situation, the feelings of disgust and fear were slowly adapting and transforming, gradually leading to the joy of confident self-destruction and to persistent feelings of decadence and abyss that could only be described as dark.
Slowly, the area between the crotch begins to become moist again.
Floating in the air, neglected, your eyes steady… It was getting wet.
“Where… Additional options are also listed.
-Disclosure through screen so that the recipient can check the entire procedure,
-Prescription of medication to prevent loss of consciousness, including fainting, fainting, and incoherence, of the subject during the procedure.
-Submission of video recordings during major processes and photos to compare before and after procedures.
This is a common occurrence. It’s not that difficult.
“Then shall we proceed with this step by step?”
Dozens of long, thin tentacles.
One of them, the part attached to the end, is transformed into a form that imitates a human finger, and he snaps his fingers so that a sound resonates throughout the room. He shows off a feat that can only be described as meaningless and bizarre.
As if in response to that sound, chunks of meat fell from the strange ceiling wall filled with blood vessels and chunks of meat, just as slowly as when the first strands of tentacles stretched out – languidly.
What appeared on the ceiling was a piece of meat—a somewhat foreign object in a world full of disgusting organisms.
Inorganic substance.
Shine shining in the light.
Black liquid crystal film with metal joints and flowing curves.
If it weren’t for the dark red blood vessels pulsing as if encroaching between them, it could be said to be an ordinary monitor that can be found anywhere.
IPS (in-plane switching) liquid crystal display monitor measuring approximately 32 inches.
It could be said that it is an item that does not fit in a space filled with chunks of meat, but when you see that chunks of meat resembling blood vessels have eroded part of the liquid crystal, you can say that it is surprisingly not suitable for this atmosphere.
Anyway, about 5 medium-sized monitors slowly came down from the ceiling and stopped right in the air as if surrounding my gaze.
The entire field of view is filled with black panels, forcing you to look at it.
The black screen panel, as calm as a glass bead, is very transparent and clear. It’s just a black screen, but beyond that… I could clearly see myself reflected on the screen.
My face, and my figure, entangled in a mass of tentacles, my chest… Between the crotch… ♡ The image of oneself showing off one’s vagina in a superficial way.
Beyond the black screen, it was only visible, but that was it… The image of myself now entered my eyes, aggravating the inevitable shame.
Once again, I realized how shameful I was.
However, there is no reason to use such a device just to show my reflection in the mirror, and from the beginning, the monitor was a tool for outputting image information on the screen, not a mirror for reflecting shapes on the screen.
And it didn’t take much time to figure out what these needlessly large, numerous monitors were for.
-Disclosure through the screen so that the recipient can check the entire procedure.
It is now possible to visually check what those additional options indicate.
Several tentacle strands, strands surrounding me.
The ends of some of the strands that were tumbling lazily moved and opened, as if peeling off the epidermis, and a mixture of white and red appeared between them… Something like a pupil came to mind.
… Grotesque.
It wasn’t a very nice sight to see up close.
Whether the sight was terrible or not, the mass of tentacles resembling pupils were spinning around me, blinking my eyelids.
At the same time, the surroundings become dazzlingly bright.
The light was not turned on.
It’s just that the monitor surrounding my field of vision turned on.
Beyond the black screen, the scenery that reflected my body like a mirror disappears, and a new image takes its place.
A dazzlingly clear digital screen.
White, red, dark red… Something.
As soon as it comes into focus, the crumb-like image disappears, and the image slowly appears beyond the monitor.
What you see is your gaze.
The gaze, gaze directed at oneself.
As soon as the monitor screen showed a new image, gazes resembling an eerie sensation were directed at the entire body.
A chilling feeling passes through my entire body, similar to when my body is being shown to others.
If you think about it with common sense, there is no way you can feel the gaze of others.
Seeing is nothing more than transmitting information by receiving the stimulus returned by visible rays reflected from objects through the eyes.
It accepts the light that is reflected to some extent, and does not emit light from the eyes.
An act that is nothing more than a series of sensory actions that do not have a physical substance or undergo chemical action, but merely accept a projected image.
It can be said to be nonsense itself to say that you are sensuously aware of and physically feel the gaze of others.
It is illogical and non-common sense.
However, in reality… Over and over again, I felt that uncomfortable, sticky, shiny, incomprehensible sensation… I experienced it and experienced it with this body.
His body has gone through unknown body modifications, incomprehensible magical measures, and procedures that can be considered science fiction itself… It was already becoming something I couldn’t understand, and in the meantime, there were countless absurd things that couldn’t be explained with logic.
As a result, other people’s eyes… I couldn’t help but sense that, especially… I was able to recognize gazes filled with desire more clearly than anything else.
Now, this gaze directed at one’s own body… It was very different from that kind of persistent feeling, but I was sure that I was being watched.
And as if to prove that the sensation was not an illusion, a new image was displayed on the screen beyond the monitor instead of a pitch-black screen.
…
My naked body.
Her own lewd body bound by tentacles, with her crotch spaced apart and patchy liquid slowly dripping down.
Her clothes are torn and falling off, her breasts are swollen, and her skin is strangely red.
Front, back, left, right… His naked body was being projected meticulously and meticulously beyond the monitor.
It wasn’t hard to guess.
Perhaps, the tentacles that resemble those eyes are the cause?
I couldn’t figure out what the principle was, but I guess the scene reflected in that gaze is being output through that monitor.
And I have no choice but to view the screen displayed in that way through the monitor that is surrounded.
It is literally -disclosure through the screen so that the person receiving the treatment can check the entire process of the procedure.
Once again, I felt really embarrassed to be staring at you like this.
What is your naked body seen from an objective perspective… Was it this obscene?
The more you look at it, the more strange it feels.
It’s a strange feeling.
The feeling of floating, you are just looking at something through your eyes, but is it because you can now known in more detail what those eyes are directed at through the monitor?
The sense of gaze becomes more precise, and it makes you realize how obscene your naked body is reflected in that gaze, causing shame and… I am dizzy from the pleasure that accompanies it.
“There is no problem adjusting the screen…, Video output is normal, and viewing angle is good.
Hmm… There doesn’t seem to be any need for any adjustments.”
With those words from her, a pile of writhing tentacles fell from the ceiling again.
What are you planning to do this time?
Feelings of fear, curiosity, and a little bit of worry.
Regardless of those feelings, I quickly learned what the pile of tentacles coming down from the ceiling meant.
No, rather than knowing, I could see.
─Is this what it meant to make the entire process of the procedure visible?
In every corner, the monitor that occupied my attention displayed a 360-degree view of my surroundings perfectly, and even though I didn’t bother to check behind me as I followed the tentacle’s gaze, I could see beyond the screen something that looked like a mass of tentacles coming down from the ceiling. It became possible.
As expected, the tentacles slowly falling from the ceiling had a disgusting and strange appearance that I had never seen before.
Terrible visual.
The dark red bundle was not much different from the existing tentacles, but the shape of its tip was clearly different.
An IV pack that you sometimes see in hospitals, a wrapper that looks similar to a rectangular plastic bag that contains a transparent liquid inside, and is surrounded by a mass of dark red tentacles.
The difference was that it had a dark brown color, unlike the usual colorless and transparent IV drip.
Even visually, the color spreads an unusual sense of ominousness.
And the needle-like tip of the sharp, glowing tentacle that can be seen through the monitor.
Because I was able to look at myself objectively beyond the screen, I was able to understand the movements and purpose of the suspicious tentacles, but… I could know, but I was bound and couldn’t do anything.
A body that reflexively tries to avoid the tip of the needle, but does not move.
The tip of the tentacle gently penetrated the nape of the neck and penetrated the skin.
Continue──
That sound seemed to be whispering in my ear.
However, unlike the needle that seemed quite thick, there was no pain.
A slight tingling sensation and cool liquid… A chilling sensation was injected and seeping into the nape of my neck, and that was the only sensation I could feel in my body.
Even though I knew that an obviously suspicious drug was seeping through my veins, I could do nothing.
One drop, two drops…
What is this medicine for?
There was no way I would have known that, just quietly… Her voice whispering in my ear was the only thing that told me the correct answer.
“The stimulant injection has been completed.
Please be assured that this medicinal solution has relatively few side effects and is often used for specific ritual and medical purposes.
Additional options ordered by the customer – This is a prescription for medication to prevent loss of consciousness, including fainting, fainting, and inability to speak, during the procedure.
The total administration period is 7 hours, which is the same as the end time of today’s procedure.
Its effects include rejection of various kinds of shock-related syncope, including vasovagal syncope, forced awakening effect, and involuntary awakening. Research results show that it amplifies the imagination and fear of the administerer with very minor side effects. Br〉
If there are no issues raised by the customer, we will continue with the procedure.”
Drop── Drop──
A cool sensation that stabs the nape of the neck.
The more I listen to her explanation, the more uncomfortable this cold sensation becomes.
She can now imagine what this liquid flowing down the back of her neck is for and what she will end up doing as a result…
It amplifies anxiety.
Deprivation of the right to faint.
Fainting… In everyday situations, the symptom of fainting, including loss of consciousness, may not be a very positive sign.
The act of losing consciousness, both in a health sense and in an emotional sense, carries various risks and ominous omens.
Under normal circumstances, sudden fainting would be a factor that would put one in a very unfavorable environment for survival.
However, on the other hand, when you are in an extreme environment, this element called fainting can act as a refuge.
This is a situation of pain that far exceeds the threshold.
We are in a situation where we are faced with a tragedy that we do not want to face.
The act of fainting in a state or environment where one cannot bear to face it with one’s eyes open… It could also be said that it helps you rest your body and mind, even for a moment.
For example, thoracotomy surgery.
The act of cutting, tearing, tilting and joining a living person’s chest with a saw blade.
It may be said that it is an act that is absolutely necessary for a person to continue living, but the average person cannot experience such an event with a clear mind.
An experience that opens your heart alive.
Even if a person dies from shock due to a good hit, or is really mentally strong and lucky, the PTSD from that experience will become a terrible memory that will haunt that person for a long time.
That’s why people faint. Anesthetize.
In situations that the mind cannot accept, people faint in order to avoid the sensation and not remember it. I had to faint.
And now, the identity of the drug that is dripping down the back of his neck.
The identity of the drug, the details of which were revealed by the person involved, was more terrible than I could have imagined.
At least two, just from what I could think of, I could think of two terrible assumptions.
However, the fact that medication is administered to prevent fainting is probably… You will be in a shocking situation where you will definitely faint.
Second, even if I were in that situation, I wouldn’t faint.
… The worst situation you can think of.
And the fact that this is just the beginning, just an additional option… Encroach on my heart… It was heavily deposited.
Really… Even though nothing has happened so far, the fact that I am already falling into this dark feeling…
It terrifies me more than anything else.
Drop── Drop──
One drop, two drops of cool liquid flowing down the nape of the neck… It seeps through the blood vessels.
Persistently, very persistently.
It was slowly being injected, one drop at a time, as if to not forget this feeling.
