Chapter 105: Humans vs. Tentacle Creature (2)
"Ugh!"
I quickly reinforced my arm with mana and began tearing off the tentacles. Thankfully, they weren’t equipped with suction cups but were instead covered in protrusions, so they just slid off my thigh without gripping tightly.
Squish!
‘I need to escape first and call the others to handle the aftermath!’
Just in case, I kept Mollang wrapped protectively around my lower body as I prepared to dash out of the shower room.
Crash!
"Ahhh! What the hell is this?!"
As I reached for the door, the shower room entrance suddenly shattered, and a mass of tentacles began pouring in.
If I had been just a mont slower to react, I would have been caught in that writhing mass. While I was frozen in fear at the thought, the shower room was already filling up with tentacles.
"Why the hell are these tentacles targeting ?! Isn’t it normal for them to go after female knights?!"
Of course, if they targeted the female knight trainees who trained with us, they’d probably be torn apart alive by the brute strength of a half-orc or half-ogre.
"Seriously, what kind of pride do these tentacles have to co after a guy like , who doesn’t even have the right holes?!"
As I irrationally yelled at the tentacles, they seed to hesitate, almost as if confused, and stopped in place.
Did these things mistakenly attack because they thought I was a woman, only to realize their error once they got a closer look?
"If you get it now, then get lost!"
Ssshhhk!
At that mont, the tentacles began clustering together, forming so sort of shape.
As I watched them rise and transform, I thought this must be their true form finally revealing itself. I prepared to cover my fists with mana, ready to strike and make my escape. But then, the cluster of tentacles split apart, and from within erged a face—beautiful, almost srizing.
Her upper body was shapely, with tentacles puffed out like breasts. Below, where her skirt-like mass split, legs-like tentacles extended downward. I couldn’t help but stare as she fully ford.
Monts later, the tentacle creature... no, the tentacle woman, opened her eyes.
"Found... you."
That chilling voice from earlier. It was hers.
"F-Found? Found what?"
"You."
Her face, undeniably beautiful, was offset by the grotesque sight of her mouth. Inside, tentacle-like protrusions wriggled in place of a tongue, freezing on the spot.
"? You must be mistaken!"
"The one who properly entered ."
Before I could even react, one of her limbs—no, her tentacles—wrapped around my waist. The textured surface began rubbing against my crotch, pressing insistently.
"I rember this shape."
"W-What...?"
Sssk!
More tentacles descended from the ceiling, grabbing my wrists and suspending mid-air.
‘I’ve been caught!’
Oddly enough, these tentacles didn’t register any mana.
Normally, most living beings carried so mana within them, and the more dangerous the creature, the stronger the bio-mana they possessed. This allowed knights to sense and avoid danger using their mana perception. However, these tentacles were completely undetectable.
They felt like ordinary, lifeless constructs—nothing more than moving architecture.
‘Are they non-mana-based lifeforms?’
Professor Pandel once ntioned that there were creatures not based on mana. I’d dismissed the idea since even the weakest human beings had at least a trace of mana. Yet here it was—a creature that defied that notion.
Squirm... squirm...
The tentacle creature, having bound and suspended in mid-air, spread its skirt-like tentacles over Mollang, who was clinging to protect my crotch like underwear.
The broad, flesh-like tentacle pressed between my legs, rubbing insistently. Despite Mollang’s desperate attempts to shield , the protrusions pushed through, brushing against sensitive areas, even stimulating my prostate.
And Mollang—Mollang was starting to lose her form.
Splat!
"Mollang!"
Normally, she’d be able to maintain her solid, protective shape, but now she was completely liquefied, almost like water. No, even diluted water wouldn’t collapse like this. Her body was oozing onto the floor, unable to hold together.
As she tried to return to , her form would falter and lt away, as if sothing was dissolving her from the inside out.
‘Is she... is she okay?’
I’d never seen Mollang pushed to this extent before.
Granted, I hadn’t brought Mollang or Shuru into situations with high-level threats often, but I never expected Mollang to be overwheld like this...
"Aaagh!"
And now, with Mollang gone, the broad tentacle flattened against , its textured surface sliding over my most sensitive area. So of its protrusions even pushed between my ass cheeks, teasing my entrance. The sensation made scream involuntarily.
‘This is a dangerous creature!’
No wonder tentacle creatures are hailed as the strongest in erotic stories featuring female knights.
It wasn’t just about targeting a female knight—this was beyond what a knight’s capabilities could handle. There was no clear counterasure in sight.
“Ah... Aahhh! That’s sensitive…!”
A new tentacle stretched out and began sucking on my nipple out of nowhere.
‘This is the kind of thing you should be doing to a female knight, dammit!’
Normally, I’d be the one doing the sucking. Now that I was on the receiving end, it sent shivers down my spine. The protrusions on the tentacle naturally stimulated my nipple, and even though I didn’t want it, a tingling pleasure spread from my chest.
“Ugh...!”
I couldn’t stop myself from getting hard.
It wasn’t just because of the nipple and prostate stimulation. Ever since this tentacle creature revealed herself, the shower room had gradually filled with a sticky, faint mist. It was as if the creature was emitting pheromones, saturating the air with an arousing scent as she slowly approached , lifting her skirt-like mass of tentacles.
“…Huh?”
Her genital opening wasn’t positioned where it would be on a humanoid creature—beneath the groin. Instead, it was located right in the center of her lower abdon. It was as if her womb, the spot where a succubus’s lewd tattoo would be, had a gaping hole in it.
In other words, if I were to penetrate her, it would go straight into her lower belly. But the position wasn’t the issue here.
‘Why... why are there teeth in the tentacle creature’s hole?’
“W-Wait, why does everything else have protrusions, but only that part has…?”
“This is my real hole.”
“But... it’s full of teeth!”
“Haaah… you can handle this, can’t you?”
I had been on missions before where lamias with sharp fangs tried to take in their mouths, but this… this was different. I had never encountered a hole like this, packed with rows of razor-sharp teeth.
No sane person would stick their dick in a place like that unless they had a death wish.
And these teeth weren’t just sitting still—they were rotating. It reminded of the inner structure of a sandworm’s throat!
The kind of sandworm that could swallow an entire caravan of guards, cals, and goods whole. The terrifying, flesh-grinding maw of such a creature was now dripping saliva, inching closer to my crotch.
‘God, please!’
They say people find religion when pushed to their limits, and in that mont, I felt an overwhelming surge of faith.
“Ahhh! Gyaaaaah!!”
I tried to free my arms, but the tentacles gripping acted like suction cups, refusing to budge. Kicking was useless too. Every ti I lifted my leg to strike, it would just slide off her slimy surface, almost as if I were inviting her between my legs.
Ssssllip!
To make matters worse, she began cradling my waist and tightly gripping my thighs, suspending my body mid-air. And now, right in front of , that horrifying, tooth-filled hole slowly inched closer.
‘Isn’t this the worst possible opponent for a man?!’
This wasn’t just a tentacle creature—it was a castration creature.
According to primitive myths, won who worshipped the goddess of chastity would develop teeth in their vaginas to fend off n who tried to violate them. Those sharp teeth could slice off a man’s manhood in an instant. But why was that myth walking around in front of ?!
And why were the teeth rotating?!
Drip.
“Ahhhh!!!”
On top of that, the saliva dripping from her maw burned like acid the mont it touched my thigh. The pain was excruciating. Was this so malicious intent to not only grind to bits but dissolve every last trace?
‘Is this divine punishnt for treating my lower half like a berserker’s weapon?’
Was this a trial?
A revenge of the goddess of love and marriage for ogling her divine statue and shalessly preaching her erotic charms to others?
If the gods decided my magnificent manhood needed to be punished, then…
“Ahhh, no! Please, God! I’m sorry!!”
The shower room was already filled with tentacles, so no one outside would hear my desperate cries. My screams echoed in vain as I resigned myself to the fact that my precious manhood was about to be sacrificed to this horrifying creature.
‘Goodbye, my dick... You’ve worked hard up until now.’
I felt tears well up as I thought about how I would never get to father children. Even in this dreadful situation, my damn dick remained shalessly erect, pointing directly at the tentacle’s hole.
Of course, I wasn’t aroused. The constant stimulation to my prostate had forced an involuntary erection…
“Ughhh!!”
The chilling sensation of sharp teeth brushing against the head of my cock sent shivers through my entire body. Slowly but surely, the tentacle creature’s hole began swallowing .
The rotating teeth squird and licked deeper, enveloping further. Thanks to the residual moisture on my cock and the mana shield I’d hastily wrapped around it, the acidic fluids hadn’t dissolved yet. But the mont those teeth bit down, there’d be no saving it.
Honestly, being bitten off cleanly might be a rcy. A worse fate would be having my dick shredded to ribbons, bleeding profusely in unbearable agony…
‘I hate both options!!’
No matter how much I struggled or resisted, escape was impossible. Activating my mana circuits only offered brief protection. After all, my dick—an organ of flesh and blood swollen with pressure—could never withstand the gnashing force of those vicious teeth.
As the monstrous maw swallowed to the base, I caught one last glimpse of my precious manhood disappearing into the abyss. A single tear rolled down my cheek.
‘Goodbye… to the man I once was…’
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