Chapter 37: Elven Princess 1

It was a place where the wind stagnated and the dry air caressed her cheeks.

It was a temple, said to have been built hundreds of years ago.

It lacked the glitter and glamour of a place dedicated to the gods, but it was certainly decorated with elaborate Dwarven carvings, and there was a holy atmosphere around the temple.

However, as she entered and proceeded deeper into the temple, Meltia felt a stagnant atmosphere that choked her and made her catch her breath.

"Are you okay, onee-sama?"

And it was the same for the black-haired, black-robed girl walking next to her―― Mariabelle, Meltia's younger sister.

In the passageway of the old temple, lit by the few remaining torches, her face was pale and exhausted, and Meltia took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

The air was dry and not dusty, even though it was an old structure.

The reason for that was that the creature inside the temple―― the Black Ooze, who no longer need to hide, had absorbed even the dust from the temple as food.

Even though it had become somewhat comfortable, the situation of not knowing which of the temple's carvings, floors, or walls were mimicked by the Black Ooze was exhausting them, and Meltia and the others proceeded deeper into the temple, feeling as though they could not take a single step.

In order to obtain their goal, the holy sword that their father was said to have used when he defeated the Demon King.

And to save Fornelis and the three soldiers who let them escape.

"How far is it to the deepest part of the temple?"

"A little longer, I think."

The answer came from one of the two remaining guards. His voice was rough and there was a sign of fatigue.

He had been training his body and learned how to act in an enclosed space like this, but he felt that the current situation was hopeless.

The absence of Fornelis, who had been the captain of the team, was a situation where the mental support was hanging by a thread, but the biggest problem was the presence of the Black Ooze, which seemed to be mimicking everything around them.

The suspicion that the floor in front of them, the wall right next to them, and most of the stone statues that resembled the goddesses adorning the passageway were the Black Ooze made their feet heavy as they tried to go deeper.

The mental pressure sapped their strength and dulled their concentration.

As a result, their thoughts turn from bad to worse, and the sisters, who were the least strong of the group, stop every now and then to catch their breath.

The two soldiers also stopped in consideration of the sisters' fatigue, one of them thinking about their current position, while the other was constantly looking at their surroundings.

He was poking at the floor and walls with his spear, taking one step at a time until they knew that the Black Ooze was not mimicking them. His mental fatigue was more noticeable than the other three, but he could not afford to fail.

As soon as they escaped, the black ooze that had mimicked the floor caught their feet, and the image of their companions pinned to the wall stuck to the backs of his mind.

He didn't understand what had happened.

He was just startled by the suddenness of it all and was relieved...... Not wanting that to happen to him, the male soldier struggled to keep his concentration and make sure the passage was safe.

The only saving grace for the four of them was that the soldiers knew the way to the deepest part.

It was fortunate for them that it was easy to memorize, as it was almost a straight path if they didn't stray from the side paths.

Thanks to that, they were able to proceed without getting lost.

"It's alright now. I'm sorry, it's taking us too long to get there."

"Please don't worry, we also didn't expect this coming..."

One of the soldiers replied to Meltia's words and the four of them began to move towards the deepest part.

What was unexpected, in a good way, was Mariabelle. She was not as good as the two soldiers who were trained for this kind of situation, but still, the princess who used to live in a comfortable place was walking through the temple on the verge of collapse without complaining.

It was something that even her older sister, Meltia, was surprised by, and it was a far cry from her usual appearance as a younger sister who lived in the castle of Fonteau.

She cared for her tired sister, sometimes lending a shoulder, and moved forward shoulder to shoulder with the two soldiers. Indeed, she occasionally took a break with Meltia, but the frequency was less than that of her sister.

Meltia felt relieved and at the same time a little sad at the sight of her sister.

(I wonder if our father was like this too.)

She walked forward, not showing any signs of fatigue. The least she could do was to look back.

If that was the image of the hero, then Meltia felt a little sad.

She was the timid little sister who was always with her.

Meltia knew how she was more concerned than others about the fact that she couldn't use magic and that she had black hair like their father.

She was never good at waking up in the morning, which always annoyed their mother, and she would keep her face down except in front of her family.

It was reassuring to see her walking in front of her now, with a soldier who trained their body regularly, but it also made her feel like the sister she never knew.

"Mariabelle, are you okay?"

"Yes. I think our father's sword is close―― I have a feeling that it is."

Her voice rising with excitement she didn't understand, Mariabelle walked down the passage that one of the soldiers had deemed safe.

There was no hesitation in her steps.

If the male soldier had missed the Black Ooze that was using mimicry, that would have been the end of it, but she was walking as though she was being led to the "Sword of the Hero" that was probably at the end of the path.

The sight was reassuring and calmed the three of them down.

"Now, the question is..."

After walking for a while, a male soldier who was not checking their path and was still mentally relaxed muttered.

Meltia and others stop.

"Do you think the reason that the slime is in the temple is because it wanted the hero-sama's sword?"

"Yeah, maybe. I don't think there's anything else in here. Phew...... I'll take over from here."

"Yeah, thanks. Would you like to take a break, princesses?"

"No, i'm fine."

Meltia then smiled to show that she was not tired.

The two soldiers smiled as though they were caught by the sight and looked at Mariabelle.

"Let's go. Father's sword is near."

The two soldiers obeyed her words. This time, the search and the guards took turns and went further in.

The only sounds were the steps on the stone floor of the passage and the breathing of the four people. The wind was stagnant, and the lights from the torches, lined up in an irregular pattern, flickered only in the breeze created by them as they passed.

Noticing some mucus, they avoided the area so as not to provoke it, and headed to the deepest part as quickly as possible, worried about Fornelis and the others.

"Haah, haah……"

The disordered breathing was from Meltia's.

Mariabelle was concerned about her sister, but she smiled and said not to worry. However, Meltia's walking speed slowed down with each passing moment, and her expression became less and less relaxed.

Even though she hadn't been in combat with the Black Ooze, the extreme tension was taking away her strength.

It was the same for all four of them, but the effect was most noticeable on the physically inferior girl.

"...Fuu."

The heat from the enclosed space was enveloping inside her dress, making her feel uncomfortable.

Meltia understood that the man was looking at her, but she couldn't resist and slightly raised the bosom part of her dress, sending cool air inside.

Her big tits were firm and full of youth, different from Fornelis's ripe breasts. The top half of them hovered in the dim light of the temple.

Her breasts, which looked like they would spill out from the palms of a well-trained man's hands, were wet with sweat and glistened wetly illuminated by the torches.

Every time she moved the bosom part of her dress to blow air into it, the big tits supported by it rippled and swayed seductively. At times, the breasts swayed so violently that even the edges of the pure white underwear under the dress seemed to peek out, and Meltia seemed to have finally calmed down.

She wiped her forehead and neck with the back of her hand holding the short staff, and finally adjusted her proud silver hair, which was sticking to her skin with sweat.

"......"

The soldier, who had been admiring the gestures of the girl who was only half his age, averted his gaze so as not to be noticed and turned his attention to his surroundings.

It was a moment of carelessness.

When he stepped on the floor of the passageway, which he had properly checked and judged that it was not mucus from the Black Ooze, his right foot sank to his knee.

"What!?"

When the man's right foot was swallowed even deeper into the floor, no matter how well trained he was, he could not support himself on one leg.

He fell down on his buttocks, but the place where he put his hands was also a mucus from the Black Ooze.

When his right foot and both hands sank to the floor, Meltia, who was walking right behind him, finally screamed.

"Kyaaa!?"

"Wha――!? Damn, I thought I checked there!?"

Before the Black Ooze, which had fooled him with its mimicry, could swallow the whole body of the male soldier, the last soldier who realized what was happening tried to pull his body up.

He tried to grab the spear in his hand, but his hands were already on the floor. The handle of the spear that was held out wavered in front of the man's eyes, and he stared at the tip of the spear with a tearful look on his face.

The male soldier lets go of the spear and moves toward his colleague, who was still being taken in, fearfully checking his feet.

He then put his arms under his armpits and held him up to support his body, which was still slowly sinking.

"Help me, please. Hurry!"

"I know! Princess! Give me the spear, hurry up."

Mariabelle did as she was told, holding the spear in both hands and passing the handle to the soldier.

The soldier grasped the handle of the spear and instructed them to pull with all their might. Meltia joined in, but it was impossible for two girls to pull up two adult men.

The soldier was still sinking to the floor, and even the ankle of the soldier who was trying to help him was also caught on the floor.

"No!? I don't want to die like this!?"

"Shut up! I'm going to save you, so shut up!"

However, an effective solution was not so easy to come up with.

When the soldier's elbows were caught on the floor, he tried to stand on his buttocks, but now even his waist was sinking into the floor. The entire area under his feet was a mucus, so it was pointless to try to stand on it.

However, the man who didn't want to give up until the end even if it was pointless desperately struggled and flailed, trying to pull out his arms and right leg.

Voices of despair, ragged breathing, and the high-pitched sound of the metal armor he was wearing echoed through the corridors of the old temple.

As time passed by.

"Uuu..."

“…………”

When the ankle part of the soldier that was trying to help sank into the floor, the man let go of the arm that had been supporting his sinking colleague.

He clenched his teeth and breathed hard, staring into the eyes of the sinking man.

"……Sorry"

That was the last thing he said to him.

The rampaging man, however, did not respond in any way to those words. He knew that if he opened his mouth any further, he would hurt his colleague and the princesses who had caused him to come to the temple with his heartless words.

He just bit his lip to swallow the fear that was tearing at his heart and the weakness that was making him cry out.

The other soldier escaped from the area where the Black Ooze was mimicking.

Then he turned around.

The man was already in a strange state, his neck extending above the floor. Even in this situation, the mucus remained mimicking the floor.

The stone floor was rippling―― it was an unusual sight.

"I will definitely kill this slime."

He declared, and the man being swallowed nodded while clenching his teeth and tears in his eyes.

The man who didn't cry out until the end was thus swallowed by the mucus, and the remaining male soldier received the spear from Mariabelle.

"Let's g――"

Go.

Before he could finish his words, the stone wall right next to him extended its tentacles.

There was no time to rest, no time to mourn.

The male soldier quickly caught the outstretched tentacle with his spear, and the tentacle entangled itself in it and instantly took it from his arm. It threw the spear further away from the passageway, and a single dry sound echoed from the darkness where the light from the torches could not reach.

There was almost no resistance.

The difference in races, human beings, and monsters. The difference in physical strength.

Even though he was a beastmen, even though the enemy was the weakest monster, slime, he no longer had any means of resistance if it grew this large by increasing its mass.

Judging that the number of its prey had decreased and their means of resistance had disappeared, its behavior was violent, and the tentacle that extended from the wall wrapped around his neck and tightened it like a snake.

"Run!"

"B-but!?"

A male soldier shouted with the last of his strength as he struggled to remove the tentacle that had entangled in his neck.

His face turned red from lack of oxygen, and his struggle gradually weakened.

Mariabelle, who witnessed the death of a person in front of her, shouted, and Meltia, who was also shaken but thinking about what she should do, pulled her arm and ran away.

"Onee-sama."

"I can't let you die――"

Meltia, breathing hard, held the short staff in her right hand and shot flaming bullets at everything around her whether it was real or a mucus that was using mimicry.

Some stone statues shattered, some stone walls evaporated, and the floor was covered with a distorted line like a snake of fire.

It was a forcible but reliable method of searching, ignoring her mana that was draining fast and its negative effects on them. As long as she had mana, the flames would continue to burn.

In the worst-case scenario, it would be a bad move if it blocked their path, but Meltia didn't have time to worry about that.

Mariabelle ran through the passageway, worrying only that the flames would not burn her dress, and looked back as she was led by the hand.

On the other side of the flames.

A soldier's body was entangled in tentacles stretching from the wall, and the shimmering flames showed that he was about to be swallowed by the wall.

"Sister, burn the tentacles."

"I'd rather get in the deepest part quicker than that―― *Cough."

Burn, burn, burn.

Meltia burned everything in sight with flames and proceeded wildly, keeping their path to a minimum.

Mariabelle was surprised by her behavior, which was not like her usually calm sister, but Meltia's actions did not last long.

After passing through the passage where the two soldiers were swallowed, she turned left at the fork in the path and the short staff fell from her silky smooth right hand.

A high-level mage could activate magic by chanting spells and extreme concentration even without a catalyst, but Meltia had yet to reach that level.

At best, she can only manage to cast lower-tier magic. In this case, as an elf who was originally from the forest and was incompatible with fire spirits, she would not be able to use fire magic, which was most effective against slime.

"Onee-sama……?"

Meltia let go of the hand that was pulling Mariabelle and held her right hand.

It was then that she finally noticed something strange about Meltia―― her right hand was trembling unnaturally.

"What's wrong, onee-sama!?"

"It's okay. My hand is just a little numb..."

It was a poison that had little effect on beastmen with strong resistance but could easily take away the freedom of humans and elves, and cause death to those with weak bodies.

Meltia, who had received the mucus in her right hand, even if it was only a little, immediately felt the effects of it, and that was why she decided that she couldn't protect Mariabelle any longer.

"Listen, Mariabelle."

"Onee-sama, we're almost there. We're almost at the end of the path, so...."

"Mariabelle, listen to me."

The light from the torches illuminated the passageway of the temple, and there was no sign of the Black Ooze around.

As a slime that did not like flames, it would not have time to mimic amid the sea of flames. In fact, all of the mucus that was near Meltia and Mariabelle had left.

However, just because they were far away didn't mean that they had decreased.

In the first place, the only thing that was mimicking in the temple paths was just a part of a single Black Ooze.

It didn't matter if some of its mucus were burned away or not, as long as the body was safe―― it was a creature that could even regenerate.

It was just waiting for the flames to weaken and chase its weakened prey again. That was the extent of its thoughts.

Hunting was not about killing the prey with a single blow.

One had to weaken it, weaken it, weaken it to the point where it couldn't even escape, and then finish it off. Especially dealing with a vicious beast with a means that could hurt the hunter, fighting it head-on was folly.

It didn't force the elf, who was the only one with magic that could resist the Black Ooze, but simply let her touch its liquid.

With that, the Black Ooze had achieved its immediate goal.

So, it didn't force itself to go after it.

However, it was keeping an eye on its prey, the Black Ooze kept an eye on Meltia and Mariabelle on the other side of the sea of flames, the two remaining prey.

"Listen, Mariabelle. I'm done here, too."

"No, don't, onee-sama."

Mariabelle shook her head like a selfish child. Her beautiful obsidian-black hair flailed wildly as she moved her head, hitting her cheek.

Meltia easily tidied up her messy hair with her left hand and gently stroked her beloved sister's cheek to calm her down.

"Listen. You're going to go to the deepest part of the temple alone."

"No, no. It's impossible, onee-sama."

"No, it's not impossible"

She smiled gently at her sister and coughed a few times in the dust that rose from the sea of flames.

"Slimes rape women. They rape them, and then they multiply."

"No."

"So go to the deepest part, get our father's sword, and come to my aid. Me and Fornelis-sama."

“…………”

Mariabelle gasped and averted her gaze from her sister.

It was not surprising.

Her sister told her to run away while she was being violated by a lowly monster. She told her to run, get the weapon, and come to her aid.

―Alone.

"But――"

"Go. Just go."

The paralyzing poison had spread from her right hand to her arm and then to her shoulder. While feeling the horror of gradually losing sensation from the right side of her body, Meltia stared into Mariabelle's eyes.

The look in her eyes was strong, and she understood that she was serious―― she wanted to offer her untouched body to the slime.

"You should reconsider, onee-sama. We'll both go to the deepest part of the......."

"I will soon be unable to move. It's not just my right hand, but now my entire right arm is numb."

The paralyzing poison was so potent that it might make it difficult to even walk at this point.

She couldn't bear the thought of being a liability to her sister when that happened.

So, while her body was able to move and speak, she pushed Mariabelle's back. She tried to make her dark-haired, dark-eyed sister, who most strongly carried the blood of the hero, go on.

"Mariabelle, you can help us―― you can, right?"

“…………”

"It's okay. You're a strong girl who inherited our father's blood... right?"

When she said that much, Meltia fell to her knees, as though it had become too hard for her to stand.

The sea of burning flames had not yet slowed down. However, perhaps because it was fueled by mana, the flames did not come towards Meltia and Mariable.

"Onee-sama!?"

"Don't touch me. If you touch me, you won't be able to move either―― that slime's bodily fluids are poisonous."

"..."

At those words, she took a deep breath and exhaled.

Mariabelle sat down in front of her sister, who was kneeling on the stone floor and looked her firmly in the eyes.

"...I'll be back soon."

"Yes, I'm waiting―― be careful."

"Absolutely. I'll definitely be back soon."

Then she ran off.

She did not look back. The skirt of her black dress, which was tangled in the branches, got in the way, and she stopped and slashed the skirt lengthwise with the knife she was carrying.

A large slit was made, and cool air flew through the skirt, which had been heating up from the tension and the fire.

She tightened it up.

She braced herself.

Looking only ahead, Mariabelle ran through the dimly lit passageway where the light from the flames did not reach with all her might.

After seeing off her sister's back, Meltia fell down on the stone floor.

She could see that the flames that continued to burn due to her mana were gradually losing their energy. It was her magic. She knew how much longer the sea of flames could keep its power―― She knew how much longer she could hold off the slime.

(My body's freedom is......)

She could feel the sensation in her body gradually fading away.

From her right arm to her shoulder to her entire body.

It wasn't that she was completely immobile. It was a mild numbness―― a tingling, numbing sensation, like when one's legs become numb after staying in the same position for a long time.

If she tried to move her fingers, a numbing sensation would run through her arms, becoming a stronger stimulus that would cause a different sensation than pain throughout her body.

In a way, it was fortunate that she was lying on the ground.

If she had still been standing, she would have felt the numbness stimulation by falling.

Meltia breathed a sigh of relief at that, but the next moment she gasped when she felt the presence of the Black Ooze coming towards her, avoiding the place where the flames were strong.

Zu, zu.

It was the sound of a sticky object crawling that mixed in with the sound of the flames burning.

Her body, paralyzed by the paralyzing poison, could not even move her head, and she could not look at the source of the sound. That was why the fear was even more persistent, and she could feel her heart beating unnaturally fast.

(Kuh... it's coming.)

The power from the flames that held back the Black Ooze, even though only for a moment, weakened.

The heat that was caressing her skin, the sound of the burning air, she could feel it getting smaller and weaker.

And in proportion to that, the sound of the Black Ooze crawling became louder and louder, and it echoed from all sides.

Not only the floor.

The walls, the ceiling. Literally, in all directions. The sticky sound coming from all directions frightened Meltia, who couldn't even move a finger to see what it was.

Her heart raced and cold sweat ran down her cheeks.

Her breathing was shallow, short, and erratic, and her entire body twitched unnaturally from the numbness of the paralyzing poison as she tried to crawl across the floor in an attempt to escape.

"Hii, uuu."

What she felt was a sensation that penetrated her from her toes to her brain.

The stimulation was like a needle poking her from the inside of her skin, but it was too weak to be called pain. It was neither itchy nor ticklish.

But it was a definite stimulus that tormented Meltia, and her body stopped, not wanting to experience the same sensation.

Literally, it was a really frustrating stimulus.

The body that had been trying to escape stopped moving after that, ignoring the commands issued by Meltia's mind.

While doing so, the Black Ooze slowly approached from behind and grabbed Meltia's right foot through the leather boots that were unsuitable for her delicate peach-colored dress and white stockings.

When the tentacles entwined around the ankle of her boot, which had been provided for her, she felt the raw warmth of it.

She was prepared.

A slime that raped women to make a child and increase its race.

However, on the other hand, she had imagined it would happen to her from the moment she thought of buying a little time.

However.

Nevertheless.

"Hii, no, nooo..."

Meltia completely lost her strong words to Mariabelle and let out a helpless scream that was appropriate for her age.

Perhaps triggered by her voice, the Black Ooze roughly lifted Meltia using her entangled right leg.

The momentum shook her numbed body, and a subtle stimulus similar to the itchy sensation she had felt even with the slightest movement penetrated her entire body.

"Hyuu!?"

(I-it hurts? It's tingling.)

While being suspended upside down in the air, Meltia let out a weak voice at the subtle stimulation that hit her whole body.

She didn't understand what was going on.

Her entire body was paralyzed, and she was lifted up in the air, upside down, so it was only natural that her mind was confused.

But in reality, her skirt was pulled down by gravity, completely exposing her supple, thin legs and the white garter belt and stockings that adorn her beautiful legs.

Her tight thighs and calves were wrapped in stockings, emphasizing the woman's sex appeal.

The arousing flesh of her pubic area was hidden by a luxurious thin cloth. The pale pink underwear that matched her dress was adorned with mature black lace, which lustrously decorated the slight bulge of her sensual pubic area.

After a moment, the daring exposure of her underwear made Meltia's white porcelain cheeks turn red, but she could not hold the skirt with her numb hands and only flinch slightly.

In addition, the slightest stimulus was enough to make her body go numb, and she let out a faint scream from her glossy, cherry-red lips.

The hem of her skirt swayed in front of her as it swayed in the air.

Meltia was so embarrassed that she felt like her face was going to catch fire just thinking about what her lower body was going through.

"Uuu."

(Such humiliation――)

With tears in her eyes at her inability to do anything, she stared at the ceiling where the tentacle that grabbed her ankles was extending.

However, such behavior, which could not be called resistance, was trivial to the Black Ooze.

The Black Ooze slowly moved the suspended Meltia and lifted her up to a height where her feet could not reach the ground and threw her into the mucus on the wall.

After a moment of floating, she hit the wall of mucus from behind, and Meltia was in a crucified position.

Crucified, with her skirt rolled down and her underwear completely exposed, was even more humiliating than earlier, and Meltia let the tears that had collected in the corner of her eyes fall.

Tears flowed not to her cheeks but the top of her head.

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The disgraceful feeling of mucus seeping into her clothes from her back was sickening.

As she remembered the humiliation and disgust, she could feel the mucus from the wall seeping into the buttocks of her underwear as well as her clothes.

(Ugh, I feel sick...)

The effects of the paralyzing poison were still strong, and her entire body went numb as she tried to move around in discomfort. Even though she knew that, her body reacted because it was not accompanied by any kind of pain.

If it had been accompanied by a pain that could make her cry, her body would reject it due to the pain.

No matter how much they train, they were timid creatures when it came to pain. It could be said that it was their natural instinct.

However, if the numbness was not even painful, that instinct would not react.

If it continued for several days, the body would get used to it, but the Black Ooze knew that this level of paralyzing poison would wear off in half a day.

It was a poison that was only concentrated where its prey writhed in agony from the numbing stimulus.

As the Black Ooze thought, Meltia moved her body every time she felt something, and every time she did, her graceful limbs, clad in a mucus-soaked dress, twitched in agony.

The fact that she was hanging upside down caused the blood to rush to her head, and Meltia's resistance gradually faded.

Her entire body was numb, and even the trembling of her limbs weakened with each passing moment.

"――Uuu, it's coming, right..."

The resistance weakened, and several tentacles appeared in front of Meltia's eyes.

It was as thick as Meltia's index finger. It was not that thick, but unlike a human finger, which had only two joints, the tentacle, which didn't have joints or even bones, was shaking in front of Meltia's eyes like a wave.

It was as though it was showing off its softness.

When Meltia saw that, she stared at it strongly, but her mouth trembled with fear and her teeth chattered. It was the first time in her life that she had seen a monster this close to her.

Even though she felt strongly that she was a princess of a country and that she was trying to protect her sister from the monsters she hated, her instincts as a girl made her scream.

Meltia's frightened body was showing her arousing and seductive figure against her will.

Her hips, which were in full view of her underwear, were lifted off the wall and her legs were opened wide and it thrust them forward to show off her open crotch.

As she was turned around in midair, her head was brought back to its normal position.

Then the tentacles caught Meltia's hands and feet in the air and lifted her up.

Both hands went above her head. Both feet were opened wide.

Her skirt, soaked with mucus, was fastened around her waist, exposing even her navel. Of course, the pure white garter belt and the peach-colored underwear underneath were also in full view.

When her arms were lifted up to expose her armpits, she felt as though everything about her was exposed, and Meltia burst into tears.

But still, the princess of Fonteau stubbornly glared at it.

"Kuh, looking like this――"

The blood that had been rising receded, and the sharpness of her thoughts returned. But even so, Meltia blushed more than earlier when she realized that her current appearance was seductive and uncharacteristic of royalty.

When she closed her eyes for a while and endured it, the mucus she was stuck to was giving her a more arousing appearance.

Then mucus flowed like a waterfall from above her head, covering her entire body in a rotting fluid.

"It stink――. Stop, stop it."

Ignoring Meltia's protests, the Black Ooze continued to drip mucus from above her head, coating her entire body in mucus.

Her underwear that stuck to her crotch, absorbing sweat and mucus, completely expose the flesh of her pubic area underneath, and the bosom part of the dress, also absorbing mucus, revealed not only the shape of the bulge, which was much bigger than that of girls of her age, but even the underwear that covered her breasts.

Her legs were spread wide, her knees were pinned by the tentacles, her hips were thrust forward, and her whole body was soaked.

Meltia was hit by a waterfall of mucus, and as she closed her eyes, she imagined her entire body, and she could imagine how ridiculous she must look right now.

After a while, when the waterfall of mucus ended, she finally took a deep breath―― and smelled herself.

The humiliation caused her to shed tears over the mucus, but it was impossible to wash away the Black Ooze mucus that covered her entire body with her tears.

"Fuu. In any case, now..."

(Mariabelle. You're safe...)

With a sad determination in her heart, but without biting her tongue, even though she was being humiliated by a monster.

She understood that if she died, the slime's next target would be her sister.

No matter how much her body was humiliated, Meltia could not and would not choose to take her own life.

No matter how much her body was defiled, she would support her sister. She would save her.

That was what she had been determined to do since that day when their country was destroyed.

So, Meltia calmed down and stared at the tentacle in front of her, and even though she was looking at them, the tentacle of the Black Ooze was not the least bit shaken.

――And then. Suddenly, without warning, the tip of the tentacle in front of her cracked open.

A cross-shaped cut appeared at the tip, and the tentacle split open, and inside were dozens of thin tentacles that could only be seen if she would look hard enough.

Each of them swayed softly as though they had a will of their own, and Meltia let out a small scream at the uncanny sight.

"Hii, what is that!?"

The Black Ooze, who had no way of answering the question, created more new tentacles. There were four of them.

The tentacles, which was about the thickness of an index finger, aimed at Meltia's body, which was obscenely attached to the wall of mucus, and without any hesitation entered Meltia's dress through the sleeves, the back of her rolled-up skirt, and her breasts.

"N-noooo!?"

Even though her entire body was already covered in mucus, she still screamed as the tentacles directly touched and caressed her skin.

She flailed her still numb body, but her resistance was minimal due to the poison.

In fact, the only movement she could make was to shake her hair and hips, and she couldn't get rid of the tentacles that have gotten under her clothes.

The dress that stuck to her body revealed the shape of tentacles crawling on her skin, and her figure looked as though countless giant worms had burrowed under her clothes.

The way the worms crawled over her graceful limbs was distorted, but also seductive, and Meltia had no choice but to shake her silver hair and try to escape the tentacles.

But that was just for show.

Her hands and feet were pinned to the wall. There was nowhere to run, only to shake her head and hips.

In fact, it was an obscene movement that would fascinate anyone who saw it and might have even aroused the Black Ooze if it had been thinking straight.

"Uuu. I feel sick, go out."

Ignoring the strong tone of her words, the tentacle entered the cleavage of her breasts, which were disproportionately rich for her short stature.

The tentacle wrapped around her breasts inside and began to move her breasts asymmetrically.

It was like a child enjoying a new toy. The only difference was that it was not an act of curiosity, but had a sexual meaning.

The tentacles wrapped around her breasts branch out, not only shaking her ample breasts but also stimulating her nipples, which were hidden by her clothes and underwear.

"I-it hurts. Get off, get off me!"

The fabric of her underwear and the metal clasp rubbed against her skin, causing her to scream in pain.

However, at the same time, when her nipples, areolae, and entire breast were stimulated at the same time, Meltia, who was still young and new to sexual acts and had her limbs restrained, had no way to resist, and her heart tingled slightly.

Most likely, the Black Ooze's tentacles were made of mucus was probably a big factor.

The pain was caused by the fabric and metal clasps rubbing against his skin, and it made her feel less disgusted by the mucus tentacles. Her attention was focused on the pain, not on her disgust.

Her breasts made a loud squirming sound that Meltia could hear, and her large breasts began to sway as though the bosom of her dress was about to tear.

In fact, the bosom of the dress, wet from absorbing mucus, was so stretched that the violent movements of the tentacles could tear them at any moment.

(Please, don't rip it...)

Meltia could only look at the mess from her dress with tears in her eyes, but gradually her breathing became rough.

Shallow and fast. It was hot... and lustrous.

Despite her disgust, her body was that of a healthy, young girl. A teenager. Neither ignorant nor skilled.

When her breasts and sensitive nipples were stimulated, she felt a faint sensation of pleasure along with disgust, and her lower body, which was fixed in an obscene position, slowly shook without her noticing.

Her peach-colored underwear, soaked with mucus and darkened with color, reveal a pale bush underneath, and her knees begin to open and close slightly.

Her hips moved up and down as though complaining that the stimulation was not enough, and her mind became dull, slowing down her ability to think.

"Haah, haa―― nghh."

At some point, Meltia completely forgot about glaring at the Black Ooze, and tears welled up in her eyes for reasons other than fear or disgust.

Her euphoric eyes narrowed, and her ample chest rose and fell in time with her shallow breathing.

Her breasts, which seemed to be impossible to grasp even with a grown man's hands, did not stay in the same shape for even a moment and were still flailing under her clothes.

――Rip.

"Ah..."

How much time had passed?

It was a few hours from Meltia's point of view, but in reality, it was only a few minutes.

Finally, the fabric at the bosom part of her dress stretched and ripped slightly.

Through the gap in her peach-colored dress, she could see the lightly colored skin and the dirty black translucent tentacles wriggling inside.

There was no way that the tentacles would stop moving just because the fabric of her dress was ripped, and the dress, once ripped and looked fragile, would make a ripping sound as her breasts were played with, making the torn part larger and larger.

Within a few minutes, the dress was completely ripped open, revealing her ample breasts wrapped in her underwear.

It was a mature undergarment made of the same peach-colored fabric as her lower underwear and decorated with black lace.

Her top and bottom underwear were completely exposed, and Meltia bit her lip in shame.

"Haah... haah, haah... fuu. At this degree of..."

Her words were strong, but she was trembling with fear of what was to come.

When her dress was ripped open and revealed her underwear, Meltia could see what was being done to her in full view.

The tentacles wrapped around her underwear, stimulating her breasts asymmetrically, and in the middle of the tentacles, one tentacle larger than the rest was moving up and down as though her breasts were holding a penis.

"Nnghhh..."

As her body gradually became accustomed to the pain, her large but sensitive breasts transmitted the pleasure, disturbing Meltia's breathing.

At first, she was only disgusted, but now she couldn't take her eyes off the tentacles, as her own breasts were being played with.

What would they do to her now? What would happen later?

At the same time, she felt a strong sense of anxiety.

"Fuu, fuu. so, what's next?"

What Meltia saw in her vision was a new type of tentacle that had just appeared. It was a tentacle with a cross-shaped tip.

As each tentacle began to move as though it had a will of its own, the tentacles that had been stroking her chest moved away.

Finally, the tentacle that had been moving up and down between her breasts lifted violently and broke the metal clasp that held her underwear in place at the front, exposing her large, soft, but firm, and shapely breasts.

The overwhelming size of her breasts spilled out, rumbling uncontrollably.

The twin, white mounds were flushed from the rough caressing and glistened wetly with mucus stains.

The nipples were a bit small for the size of her breasts, which sway with an elasticity that didn't sag even without the support of her underwear.

And the areola beneath them was larger than the nipples, which gave an even more obscene impression.

The nipples were bloodshot from the rough caresses, and the nipples were swollen with lewdness.

"Ah, auu..."

She was speechless at the obscene reaction of her own body and turned her gaze away from her breasts, unable to scream.

Her nipples, erected by the stimulation from the hateful monster, were shown to her, and she spilled another tear from shame and humiliation.

Even with such a small gesture, her huge breasts responded accordingly, and her mucus-soaked breasts swayed up and down, left and right.

Perhaps just for fun, a tentacle moved to the front of her chest and pushed the tip of her right breast, which was coated with rotting fluid, into it.

The nipple was pushed into the huge, soft breast, and when it was twisted as distorting the breast, it became a numbing stimulus that shock and penetrated Meltia's entire body.

"Hiii!?"

When Meltia let out a high-pitched cry, the nipple was pushed in and twisted in the same way on her left breast this time.

Her hips that were pinned to the wall moved up and down strongly.

She was not aware of it, but it was clearly a reaction to her climax.

It was not that she was frustrated, but she couldn't understand why she was crying, and her hips shook several times in the wake of her tears.

The peach-colored underwear that had been soaked by the Black Ooze's mucus was soaked with liquid again, and the tight underwear revealed the lewd twitching from the pubic area beneath it.

"Ah, haah, haah... haah."

(What's that, what's that just now...?)

As the stunned Meltia asked herself that question, the other tentacles that had burrowed into her dress resumed their movements and began rubbing their mucus all over her body.

It was as though her whole body was being stroked with countless feathers. The stimulation was pleasurable, and once she reached the point, her limbs began to move regardless of Meltia's will.

Her hips swing, her hands were clasped tightly above her head as though she was holding something back, and her lips, which she had forgotten to close, begin to leak large breaths.

Meltia felt frustrated and embarrassed by her body's reaction and shook her head weakly as though to deny it.

What struck Meltia was a rather cold feeling.

Two new tentacles wrapped themselves around her legs from the top of her stockings, which were wet from absorbing mucus and felt cold from the air.

"Ah, auu... stop it,"

The strong tone from the princess's voice faded, and Meltia's voice shook with anxiety about what she would be subjected to.

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While doing so, the tentacles that were entangled in her legs climbed up to the calves of her feet and wrapped themselves around her thighs as though to emphasize the dampness of her stockings. Then, when it reached her thighs, which were emphasized by her wide-opened position, it crawled further.

"―――, ―――――"

Her breathing became even more erratic, and Meltia bit her lip hard to hold back the urge to scream and cry out.

The tentacles continue to crawl towards the parts, which no one had ever touched except her.

In the middle, the tentacles split into several branches, and they stuck to her glossy white skin like a living thing.

"...Haah, ah."

She felt a warmth like that of a child's playful embrace.

She felt the warmth of the slightly warm tentacles on her skin, which was wet and cold from the mucus, and It could almost fool herself into thinking that it was comfortable.

From there, super-thin tentacles that were almost invisible to the eye sprouted from the tentacles, tickling the surface of the skin, right down to the skin's keratin gaps.

The stimulation of being cleaned of dirt that was small enough that even she couldn't recognize was more comfortable than the full-body massage she had experienced from time to time, and the places where the tentacles stuck turned into new sexual zones that even she wasn't aware of.

Her calves, the backs of her knees, her thighs...... and the base of her groin.

As the numbing tingling, combined with the still lingering paralyzing poison, penetrated from her toes to the base of her feet, Meltia's hips shook again just from the stimulation from her legs.

"Ah, ah... stop it,"

The tentacles wrapped tightly around her legs as though squeezing them, and she pressed against the tentacles to increase the stimulation.

Both Meltia's feet trembled at the sensation as though they were being pierced, and her toes curled up in her leather boots that didn't match her dress.

By that time the only sounds in the passage were the wet sounds of flesh and liquid and small moaning noises, Meltia's entire body was convulsing.

"No... no..."

Her words become mumbled, and in the position of her legs opened wide, which she had felt so embarrassed about, and dripping a different fluid from the mucus of the Black Ooze from between her legs.

The amount was large, but not strong.

The lewd fluid that leaked from the back of her loosened hips due to her climax fell onto the mucus spreading on the floor, making a dirty, wet sound.

"No. No more..."

She felt like her body from the waist down was not her own.

The tentacles that were attached to her skin stimulated the surface of Meltia's skin as though there was no end to it, increasing its sensitivity. If the tentacles were removed, she might even be able to feel the flow of air.

Before she knew it, a number of large holes had been made in her stockings, and more tentacles were pouring in through them.

This time it was not just the visible places.

They even invaded her boots and got entangled in Meltia's toes.

"Uu, uuu..."

Meltia finally cried out, her face in despair.

She wondered if she would be able to go back to her normal life if it did something between her legs.

However, she didn't have time to worry about that for long.

The tentacle that had reached her crotch went under her buttocks through the gap and lifted her up from underneath to support Meltia, who was pinned in midair.

"Uu, uu?"

(No, between my buttocks...)

The tentacles, which were probably easier to support, supported the body from between the buttocks, which was even more embarrassing than her crotch, right below her clitoris.

In that way, the tentacle naturally touched her asshole, which she had never shown to anyone, and Meltia reflexively tightened her buttocks.

Perhaps sensing that as resistance, another tentacle immediately reached out and more firmly fixed Meltia's entire body in a wall of mucus.

The mucus swallowed her arms up to her shoulders, and the tentacles wrapped around her stomach.

The only parts of her that were not covered were her neck, chest, and lower body.

It was like a kind of carving. It was a beautiful piece of flesh.

The mucus swallowed a part of Meltia's body and stimulated it further within it.

Her covered arms were stimulated through her dress, giving a different kind of massage than her two legs.

Her arms, the backs of her elbows, the palms of her hands, and between her fingers. Her entire arm was rubbed and when it showed a noticeable response, it would focus its stimulation at that part.

Her beautiful thin fingers swayed as though rubbing something in the black mucus, and her spasms gradually increased.

She climaxed shallowly at the stimulation from her feet, which were not her sexual zone, but that was not enough to stop the Black Ooze's caresses.

Sweat, not the slime's mucus, was running down her exposed armpits, and she was shivering with each climax.

The same goes for her back, which was covered with a wall of mucus. Before she knew it, the fabric was torn off and it rubbed her skin directly.

The constant stimulation by the soft mucus gave Meltia a sense of comfort and made her disgust fade away.

In the meantime, the tentacles that had burrowed under her buttocks flesh thinned out and began to slowly lick the creases of her anus.

"Hauu, ah, ah, ah..."

(My strength... is fading.)

Meltia's body, which had lost the ability to even tighten her buttocks, could not withstand the stimulation, and her anus began to move on its own.

It was coming soon.

As Meltia herself was aware, there was nothing she could do when her entire body was restrained.

She simply looked up at the ceiling, closed her eyes, and clenched her teeth.

Even so, the tension in her anus gradually released, and she felt frustrated by the stimulation of the tentacles' caresses.

――Psshhh.

It was a small sound.

But it certainly reached Meltia's ears, and the girl turned red up to her ears as she wept endlessly.

Pshh, psshhh.

In the end, it was a matter of time before it was able to get the job done.

Her heart, which she thought would endure anything for the sake of her sister, felt as though it was about to shatter, and Meltia burst into tears again at her inability to do anything but sob.

Then, as she looked down, she saw it.

"No more, noooo..."

It was a tentacle that reached out from the tear in her clothing towards her exposed breasts.

As new tentacles entwine around her breasts as well as her legs, which were stimulated by the tentacles, her nipples were pushed out under the pressure of the tentacles to a degree that Meltia herself did not know, and they swell greatly.

The nipples, which twitched and quivered as though they had a will of their own, tightened and turned red, and even the opening at the tips was almost visible.

While doing so, the tentacle with the cross-shaped tip reached her bloodshot and swollen nipple and areola.

(What are you going to do this time――?)

Huffing and puffing, breathing hard like a dog, Meltia couldn't take her eyes off the tentacle.

The tentacles that would give her more despair and more comfort were captivating her, and she didn't realize that the dampness from her underwear had increased as she imagined its action, while her limbs twitched from the stimulation from both hands and feet.

The tip of the ultra-thin tentacles slowly and carefully stroked even the slightest bump on her nipple and licked the base of her nipple.

It was enough to make the unstimulated nipple tremble with delight and feel as though it had grown even larger.

Then the thin tentacles wrapped around the enlarged nipple, and using the mucus it secreted and the sweat she produced as lubrication, it rubbed the nipple, which was no bigger than the tip of her little finger, up and down roughly.

"Ah, ahh――!? My nipples. My nipples!?"

Meltia tried to shake her hips hard with just that, calling out " nipples" over and over again in a loud voice.

However, she couldn't move her hips, which were locked in a wall of mucus, and only spewed her love juice vigorously from the inside of her underwear.

In a moment, Meltia's mind turned white from the blinding pleasure, and she only said what she thought.

"My nipples, feels good!? This, this is amazing!?"

The peach-colored underwear overflowed with love juice, which ran down her buttocks and made a noise as it fell to the floor, where it was absorbed by the Black Ooze.

It had been a few days since it had been in Grabalt, the land of beastmen, and it had been a few days since it had a magic imbued body fluid.

The Black Ooze was concerned about Meltia's condition, but in order to get a large amount of love juice, it stimulated her sexual zones, caressed her entire body, and drove her to the point where her brain was almost burned out from the pleasure.

Her nipples, which she thought were swollen to the limit, grow even larger, and when they did, they were roughly handled by the ultra-thin tentacles.

It was a vicious cycle that caused her to climax and spill her love juices continuously, and the Black Ooze's caresses become more intense as it sought more love juices.

"Hyuuー... Hyuuー..."

By the time the Black Ooze was satisfied, Meltia's eyes were completely blurry and her face was stained with various bodily fluids, not to mention tears and sweat.

Her silver hair she was proud of, stained with the mucus from her rampage, was stuck to her face, and her expression was hidden from view.

It was just that it could tell from the fact that she was breathing that she was alive.......

The Black Ooze made a new tentacle in front of Meltia's eyes―― and lightly tapped her cheek.

A dry sound echoed in the passageway of the temple, which had become silent due to Meltia's fainting.

"Auu...?"

When Meltia regained consciousness, she looked at the tentacle in front of her and instantly understood what her situation was.

She wondered how much time had passed since then, as her mind, though clouded by pleasure, was still intact.

In fact, it had been a long time since Mariabelle had fled the scene, but there was no way that Meltia, who was in the temple where sunlight didn't reach, could tell.

The only thing she could think of was that if she held out, Mariabelle would be safe.

Just trying to think about it...

"No, nooo..."

In a voice roughened from continuous shouting, Meltia conveyed her intention of rejection.

Her eyes opened in astonishment and her gaze went to her chest.

The tentacle that was caressing her nipples roughly, dug into her immature sexual feeling and stimulated her until she passed out. She was informed that there was more to come.

Rather, it conveyed to her that all of that was just for preparation.

The ultra-thin tentacles began to invade the opened mammary glands with dazing stimulation.

"Uaah... stop, it... there, that's wrong..."

She told it in a crying voice, but the tentacles didn't stop.

It slowly but roughly entered her mammary glands, pushing open the undeveloped hole, despite her resistance.

Meltia's eyes widened and her teeth chattered at the sensation of an unidentifiable object entering her body.

It was scary.

It was terrifying.

More than pain and disgust, she was terrified that she would feel pleasure from it.

"My nipples, stop with my nipples!? Please..."

Finally, she begged the abominable monster, but her gaze remained fixed on her nipples.

She repeated the word "nipple" over and over again, which she had hardly ever uttered before, and desperately appealed to it.

She would not be able to endure it.

It was impossible.

It would break.

Still, several tentacles entered both nipples and repeatedly moved in and out.

The undeveloped mammary glands gradually became accustomed to the thickness of the tentacles, and their movements became more and more violent.

Meltia's crotch continued to squirt a small amount of liquid each time her nipples were fucked, and her asshole continued to open and close.

She had completely lost all sensation in her lower body.

Meltia's entire body left her will, and her climax was repeated in very short intervals.

Her consciousness was going to faint again, but this time her climax brought her back.

"Ahー, ahh, ahh, ahー!?"

Her mouth couldn't even utter words anymore, and her mind, which had been clouded by the constant pleasure, was losing its ability to think straight.

The only thing floating in the corner of her white-colored mind was the word "help".

"...Ahh, auu, ahh..."

The torment was over when her mammary glands were violated for ten minutes.

In just that short period of time, Meltia had been taught countless climaxes―― unknown pleasures―― and had completely lost the will to fight.

Her eyes were trembling with fear, and her body was convulsing with the afterglow of pleasure.

At the same time, the biggest sexual part had yet to be touched...... It was the virgin flesh that was supposed to be offered one day to her loved one or a prince of some other country.

She was aware that it was hot, intense, and aching.

"Ah, haah, ahh"

She swallowed her saliva as she tried to catch her breath.

And then she heard a thump.

The sound was so loud that she was surprised.

"No more..."

Meltia begged in a sweet, sweet voice that she had never used on anyone before.

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