As a warrior, Serena has defeated nurous monsters.
From the lowest level monsters such as goblins and slis to high level monsters such as ogres and drakes.
She has also killed bandits, slavers, and evil warlocks.
Whether in quantity or quality, Serena has enough experience to be called a veteran.
However, there were opponents she had no experience with, and her tentacles were one of them.
To be precise, she had never been captured by a tentacle.
Serena was strong, and she always had her company with her.
Not only was she never going to be defeated by a tentacle from the start, but even if she did happen to be captured by mistake, her allies quickly rescued her.
It is accepted that being abused by a monster with tentacles or an orc at least once is considered a standard for a female adventurer, but for the hero party overflowing with talent, she was an exception.
... No, it was an exception until now.
"Devil! What is this... Town."
Serena, who was about to protest to the Demon King, saw her wriggling tentacle approaching the corner of her mouth and closed her mouth.
Is it thanks to that? Fortunately, the tentacle did not reach her head and stopped near her neck.
At first, it was a tentacle that moved without any rules as if licking Serena's whole body, but as ti passed, it gradually gathered towards her body.
No matter how hard I tried to think of it positively, I could only think of ominous thoughts.
Serena tried to shake off the tentacles that were clinging to her by swinging her arms and legs, but it was difficult for a woman who could not even use magic to shake off the tentacles that had already clung to her entire body.
And after a while.
"..."
Her tentacles were tightly clinging to each other, forming an oval-shaped ball, with only Serena's head sticking out from above.
Serena stuck out only her head and looked at the demon king with a sullen expression.
"What is this? "Aren't you trying to compete with ?"
"Wouldn't a ga be won only if it were on equal footing? "Isn't this just bullying the weak?"
"Who is the weak..."
Serena, who was trying to protest against her demon lord's words, beca completely mute when her demon lord pointed to her lower body with his hand.
The size is not enough to describe it as big and bulky.
In front of that, it was difficult to deny the word weak.
If you want to have sex, you'll have to put that thing inside Serena, and then... I didn't know it would tear.
I won't rember where it is torn because it's such a terrible story.
'... What? But why did you try to compete in sex? I am here ■■■ ■■...'
"So, I'm just giving you a little help so that we can compete on equal terms."
Sothing is strange.
Serena focused her mind, listening to the Demon King's words through one ear.
Sothing is strange. It's hard to pinpoint, but I had a feeling that sothing was fatally strange.
What did you co here to do?
So that the devil can no longer do bad things, the devil...
...
Okay. I ca here to have a 'sex competition'.
...
Wait. Is that true?
Of course that's right. That's right... That's right...
Huh?
The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt.
I felt like I could get a clue if I just concentrated a little more.
But the devil acted faster than that.
While Serena wasn't listening, the Demon King finished saying everything he had to say and snapped his fingers one last ti.
Taaak!
As the Demon King snapped her fingers, sothing sharp inside the tentacle ball stabbed Serena below her navel.
Puuk.
"Ugh?!"
Short but sharp pain.
At a completely unexpected mont, when Serena was moaning, sothing flowed from where she was stabbed.
And her body started to heat up like it was on fire.
Although the degree was different, I knew this feeling.
"Weak! Demon King, you have the talent to win the ga... !"
"Residual talent?"
The Demon King laughed off Serena's anger.
"Do you think Jim would do sothing like that?"
"Then this... Haha... !"
Sothing like a soft bump brushed Serena's chest.
Gently massage a breast of an appropriate size (not too big or too small) and gently tap the sensitive nipples.
It was hard to believe that it was just a tentacle twitching without intelligence.
Serena struggled with the pleasure that ca at a completely unexpected ti.
Even when you look down, all you see is a ball made of tentacles coming together.
The ball of colorful at was so grotesque that even a decent Serena would find it unpleasant, but it was better than looking at the wriggling tentacles.
Inside the ball, in areas not visible from the outside, countless tentacles were wriggling and targeting Serena's naked body.
Tentacles began to attach themselves one by one, starting with her chest.
Sotis gently, sotis violently, he swept places such as the collarbone, armpits, and thighs, as well as between the fingers and toes and even the spine.
"Ugh... Eww... Haha... Tsk... Ah..."
A tingling sensation that feels like your entire body is being brushed with a fine brush.
However, the tickling sensation on a body heated by a weak dicine was synonymous with pleasure.
Rather, the tingling sensation rather than the intense stimulation brought a quite different kind of pleasure.
If I had seen the wriggling tentacles, I would have felt physiological disgust, but that wasn't the case, so I was able to fully enjoy the pleasure felt throughout my body.
Why did she feel this pleasure while fighting the devil?
Such 'trivial' questions were swept away by the primal and overwhelming pleasure.
The demon lord stood up from her seat, looking at Serena, who was struggling in pleasure with only her head sticking out of her tentacle balls.
"Let's leave her for a mont. It won't take long. Hmm. "I think I said this a little while ago."
The Demon King opened the huge door and went out. I don't know when he ca, but a demon wearing a butler's uniform bowed his head to the demon king.
"Put it away."
"What will they do?"
The butler pointed to the hero party who had collapsed in front of the throne. They were all seriously injured and completely incapable of fighting, but none of them managed to die.
"Treat it roughly."
"Yes."
It was an order that might be surprising, but the deacon followed the order without questioning it.
So the Demon King left for a mont.
"I can't believe you're really gone. What is this... Sigh!"
Serena, left alone, continued to be attacked by tentacles.
There was no need for techniques to detect the weak points of her female body. You just have to attack her entire body at the sa ti.
Serena, who was surrendering her defenseless naked body to the clinging tentacles, was unable to control her body properly.
After being teased repeatedly, her nipples beca hard, and a tentacle was inserted there as well.
"Tsk..."
Pain like being stabbed by a needle. But it started now.
Sothing began to flow from the stab wounds on my chest and stomach.
Is it weak this ti too? No, it was sothing different from weak dicine.
I didn't know what it was, but it was hard to imagine that the liquid seeping into my body would have a very welco effect.
Serena, slightly nervous, twisted her body.
However, the long tentacles wrapped around her body did not show the slightest movent.
As if to stop her from being a bother, she stretched out her thin tentacle and wrapped it around Serena's clitoris.
"Ugh... !"
As soon as she moved her body even a little, a trendous amount of stimulation ca from her clitoris.
After several escape attempts all failed, Serena finally decided to endure quietly.
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There was one very minor misunderstanding between the Demon King and the Hero.
It was the definition of 'just a mont'.
It is often said that the perception of ti in long-lived species is different from that in short-lived species.
Although not as long-lived as elves, a representative long-lived species, demons were also a long-lived species that lived much longer than humans.
For that reason.
"Hmm."
After a full day, the Demon King returned, crossing his arms and letting out an angry voice.
This was unusual for a demon lord who always behaved without hesitation.
Where the Demon King looked down was Serena, with only her head exposed, wrapped in a ball of tentacles.
"Eww... Ah... Hehe..."
Her brilliant eyes were clouded, her elegant face was unkempt, and her silky hair had beco brittle.
Sussseu...
As the Demon King approached, the tentacle retreated as if running away. Only her naked body, Serena, was left in that place.
Serena's body was covered in white cloudy liquid, making it difficult to recognize her outline.
Only after she used clean magic was she able to take a look.
How badly was she humiliated? Her skin twitches even when the wind blows.
My nipples and clitoris were several tis larger than before, and my groin imdiately started to get wet even though I had just used the cleanse.
The groin area wasn't the only place that started to get wet.
One of the cups seed to have enlarged breasts, with milk flowing out little by little from the pink nipples.
The tentacle did not make Serena pregnant. It was just a side effect.
A heart-shaped pattern appeared on Serena's lower abdon.
In fact, all the devil wanted was to engrave this pattern.
It was created by the Demon King by modifying the magic of the Yin Demon tribe, and the effect was simple.
Not being hard by sexual activity.
Even if you pierced the Demon King's extrely powerful cock, even if you pierced the solar plexus, it would be painful, but it had the effect of not hurting you or taking any damage.
It was a magic that was only possible because he was a demon king so powerful that he could see the flow of the world.
During the process, breast milk was released, and nipples and clitoris beca enlarged, which were only minor side effects.
Anyway, with this, preparations for the ga are over.
You could just stick it in like this, but the devil thought differently.
In any case, as long as he was hypnotized into a sex competition, there was no chance of the hero trying to kill the Demon King or running away.
If all goes according to plan, they will hang out together until the Demon King dies of natural causes. There was no reason to rush.
The Demon King waited until Serena woke up.
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