Inside the Cave of Obscenity

Chapter Volume 1 19: Sister

Chapter Volume 1 19: Sister

The residential area of the Kingdom of Fonteau. It was the part where ordinary people, not nobles, lived. In that section, there was a large, magnificent building.

The roof of this two-story building was decorated with a cross, and the windows were polished to a fine shine.

In one corner of the garden, there was a flower bed full of colorful flowers and a small field of vegetables.

In the garden, there were more than a dozen boys and girls.

In their hands, there were small shovels, water spouts, flower seedlings, and vegetable seeds.

Their hands, clothes, and faces were dirty, but everyone was smiling and moving about.

They were of varying ages.

Some boys and girls could not even walk yet, and some children have grown up to some extent...... some were teenage children.

In the midst of all this, there was a sister who was an adult.

The woman who was leading the boys and girls was a sister who worked at this orphanage.

Her name was Freia.

Even though she worked at the orphanage, Freia was also an orphan from this orphanage.

The demon king had been subdued, and the number of monsters was decreasing. However, they were not completely gone.

There were still adventurers who were killing monsters for a living, and there were still villagers in the countryside and near the royal capital who were being attacked by monsters and lost their lives.

These were the children who were attacked by the monsters and still managed to survive.

And it was not only monsters who were attacking and hurting people.

There were those who could not find work and had fallen into the ranks of the opposition, bandits, or other crime-related lines of work.

Children whose parents have been killed by such people.

Others have been caught up in natural disasters, famines, and various other calamities.

This orphanage was a place to take care of those children.

"Everyone, please be careful not to get hurt."

Under the blue sky, the sister's relaxed voice echoed.

Freia, who was said to be a laid-back person not only by her fellow sisters and the priest who supported the orphanage but also by the children, walked slowly, surrounded by the children.

Even when she was in a hurry, her steps became a little faster.

It was just as fast as a child's fast walk though.

Freia was often thought of as plain with her black-rimmed glasses, but the face behind them was surprisingly well organized.

She had a pink-colored braid that hung from her left shoulder, a tall nose, and large indigo eyes. The braid swayed as she walked.

She was wearing a thick nun's uniform. The black one-piece dress was simple and suits Freia's character.

Her breasts were slightly raised and her waist was tightly bound.

Because of her simple attire, her feminine body looked attractive.

Above all, her soft buttocks, which were greatly enhanced by her nun's outfit, swayed as she walked, showing off their seductive softness.

Even though she was in the position of an older sister at the orphanage and was wearing thick clothes, it would be a bit of a stimulating sight for adolescent boys.

In fact, boys who have reached a certain age and have begun to develop an interest in sex have become conscious of the older women like Freia, not girls of their own age.

On this day, from morning to noon, the children did their daily routine of watering the flowers and vegetables while expanding the field.

And from noon, all the children studied together. In between these daily routines, the older boys followed the sister and were approaching Freia little by little.

Freia was unaware of this.

In the first place, she was not suspicious of the boys who were like a family to her, and there was no malice in their expressions.

They were only children who play pranks.

"Now, water the flowers and vegetables??"

As she was about to say "Please".

"Eh?"

A couple of boys grabbed the hem of her long skirt, which covered her ankles, and pulled it up at once.

For a moment, Freia didn't understand what had happened, and then she let out a shrill cry.

The front part was hidden, but the back of the skirt, grabbed by the child's small hands, was visible to the boys and girls.

The pure white garter belt that was typical of the sisters to wear, but her underwear, the same color as her hair, pale pink, were made of thin fabric, and perhaps not the right size, they were slightly digging into the flesh of her buttocks. The panties were thin, and perhaps not the right size.

The peach-colored underwear was embroidered with lace around the edges and was a bit too suggestive for a sister to wear. However, it was also her way of dressing up.

It was a sign of her desire to dress like a woman, even if it was hidden by her clothes, in an orphanage w

here she was forced to live a strict life, not as much as in a church, but surrounded by children.

"Wai-, kyaaa!?"

She hurriedly held her skirt with her hand, but she was not quick enough to hold it back. The skirt was rolled up in the back, so there was no point in trying to hide the front.

The boys screamed, but quickly let go of the skirt.

This was a prank, and they didn't want to embarrass Freia, who was also like an older sister to them.

However, that didn't erase the shame they had just felt.

Freia's cheeks and ears turned red as she held her skirt and looked around, trying to get angry at the boys who had pranked her.

However, the children who knew they would be scolded had already dispersed, and all that remained were the girls, who were a few years younger than the boys.

They snickered at the boys who had done the prank, saying, "They're just kids".

The girls were probably more mature mentally than the boys and girls at their age.

Freia let out a sigh and picked up the watering tool that she had dropped in surprise.

"Hey, I'm not angry, so just finish watering quickly."

The scattered boys peeked out from their hiding places as she raised her voice in a slightly angry tone.

They might be playing hide-and-seek.

However, seeing that Freia was not chasing after them, they guessed from her expression that she was not angry, and they walked up to her with a look of fear.

In reality, it was the children's fault. But Freia just smiled at them.

It was the usual, gentle smile that brightened up not only the children but everyone who saw her.

It was hard to be a sister in an orphanage if someone would get angry with just small things.

"Seriously. If you guys do all those stupid things, you'll be hated by the girls, you know?"

She warned the boys, but they didn't seem to care.

At this age, most of their thoughts were to enjoy, play, and do pranks, rather than being interested in girls their own age.

Freia, who also came from the orphanage, understood this kind of situation and exhaled heavily with her hands on her hips.

"Hurry up and come back or you'll skip lunch."

She was probably angry. However, there was not much change in her voice, except that it was a little faster than usual.

When the boys returned, they all planted vegetables and flowers in the field and watered them.

Splashes of water made rainbows, and the children smiled happily.

Freia also smiled as she watched the children, her slender fingers digging slightly into the soil of the field to plant the seedlings.

The bright laughter of the children reached the ears of the people from the orphanage and the people living in the royal capital who were walking along the streets surrounding the orphanage.

The cheerful voices alone bring a smile to people's faces.

It was a privilege for children to be blessed by the people around them.

As the sun moved slightly, they were able to water the entire field.

"Phew."

Freia took off her glasses, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the palm of her hand, and looked up at the sky.

The sun was shining brightly, and she handed out water in the bamboo tubes she had prepared, telling the children to drink water properly.

She gave one to the younger children, who took a sip of water and passed it to the next child.

She also gave two bamboo tubes to the older group, and the boys and girls drank them separately. They were at the age where they start to care about such things.

A year or two ago, they used to drink water from the same bamboo tubes without worrying about gender.

Freia's mouth relaxed softly as she recalled it.

"Then, let's clean up and go back"

The children began tidying up the tools they had used without being told to do so.

This was the result of Freia's and the other sister's education who was working at the orphanage.

Even the older boys, who had played a prank on Freia earlier, didn't complain or did a prank on her, but rather helped the younger children clean up the garden.

After cleaning up, they put the tools back where they belonged and had lunch.

After lunch, the sisters became teachers and teach the children.

This time was also a problem?? children liked to move their bodies and were not good at using their minds.

Freia would be the teacher for the class that would start at noon today, and she felt her shoulders getting a little heavy when she thought about it.

She wished she could talk about something interesting, but she wasn't good at derailing the story or light words.

She would just do what she had to do when she got there.

Freia, who also came from an orphanage, knew that the world, or rather children, was not supposed to work the way adults thought.

Even so, she didn't know how to talk to the children in a way that attracted their interests or how to study.

The senior sisters that Freia had known since she was a child were very good in this area, and they still taught her well, but every lesson she taught did not go well.

The senior sisters said that it was because she was Freia.

Freia was one of the youngest, most beautiful, and kindest sisters in this orphanage.

However, rather than the subtleties between men and women, Freia, who was ignorant of children's interests, did not understand well.

She wondered if the children who had pranked her earlier would bother her today as well.

Her shoulders slumped, but not enough to let out a sigh.

After all, it was what kids do.

She was embarrassed, but not angry.

She scolded them a little, and they were going to study together. She decided that would be enough.

"Yes, yes. No need to rush. Lunch won't disappear."

Freia's steps slowed down again as she thought about it.

A girl from the younger group pulled her hand.

Maybe she was hungry, or she just wanted to touch Freia. She put her small hand on Freia's hand and intertwined their fingers and held it.

A small hand. Soft hands.

Freia smiled and squeezed back, loving the warmth of it.

The girl who was holding her hand also smiled a big smile in response to Freia's smile and walked off with her hand.

"Jeez... it's dangerous if you guys run."

As she said so, the boys said in unison that it was because Freia was too slow.

Not just one or two. But everyone.

It was a little sad, and Freia suddenly dropped her shoulders while she was being led by the small hand.

The children laughed, amused by Freia's reaction.

A warm atmosphere.

Gentle sunlight and soft breeze.

Her peach-colored hair was tied up in braids and the skirt of her sister's dress swayed in the breeze.

Then Freia accompanied the children into the orphanage.

It was a familiar wooden building.

They cleaned the building every day, but the old building was decaying in many places, and they had to ask the carpenters in the capital to repair any places that would interfere with their lives.

The money for the repairs came from selling the vegetables they were growing on the property and from the furniture and clothes that the sisters and elders were making.

Well, in other words.

It was very shabby.

There were no furnishings, and sometimes the window frames and wooden tables would deteriorate and pieces of wood would occasionally sting the children.

The floor creaked when the children run around inside, and even the windows shook from their thumping.

The orphanage looked like a shabby building.

As she was thinking that, there was a good smell coming from the building.

It was the smell of the food being prepared by the sisters.

As though caught by the smell, the children were quickly moving towards the back of the building.

Freia was left behind and sighed.

The girl who was pulling her along also left with the others as soon as she smelled the food.

Freia's shoulders slumped, feeling as though she had lost her appetite.

She stopped for a while at the entrance of the orphanage, where she could see the outside, and took a deep breath.

"Before lunch..."

She muttered to no one in particular and started walking in a different direction from where the children went.

She was embarrassed to show her distracted face in front of the children. The area had a relaxed atmosphere.

She went to the restroom.

Freia entered the private room of the restroom, which was a dilapidated wooden structure, and closed the door.

The shape of the toilet was a tank-type toilet, which was not so rare where the hero came from, and it was a type of toilet where one could sit down to do one's business.

The water was stored in the tank that served as the backrest of the bowl, and when someone finished doing their business, the waste was flushed with the water.

The water was then used to flush the waste. The flushed waste would go down into the sewer and was then washed away.

Freia didn't really understand how it worked, but she thought that they were much cleaner, easier to clean, and more importantly, easier to use than what they used in the past.

Flush toilets were introduced to this country by the hero.

She heard that there were actually more different shapes, but they were installed in some noble's homes and wealthy families.

Usually, this shape was widely used in ordinary households.

"Fu..."

Freia turned her back on the toilet and tried to lock the room.

"Hmm?"

The lock made a high-pitched clattering sound.

It would not close?? this toilet room was as rickety in places as it was on the outside of the building.

She guessed that it happened sometimes.

It was not a distressing situation, so Freia did not panic and put all her effort into locking the door.

"Hmm, muu..."

She wanted to replace the toilet soon.

Freia finally succeeded in locking it, as she thought so from the bottom of her heart.

It was not that she was not getting enough exercise or that she was not as strong as most people, but her breathing was a little rough.

She felt like she had just finished working, so she put her forehead against the door of the restroom and tried to catch her breath.

Behind her.

A tank-type toilet that was introduced by the hero from a different world.

At the bottom of it.

The place where the impurities flowed and were soon to disappear was shaken.

It was dark.

One could not even see the bottom.

But certainly, inside that darkness, something was swaying and writhing.

There was a slight sound. But the sound was drowned out by the sound of Freia's breathing and it did not reach her ears.

Gopo??.

There was a sound.

It was a small sound. The sound didn't reach Freia's ears again, and she was relieved that the key was finally in the lock.

Of course, she kept her back on the toilet seat. She had not noticed anything strange about the toilet seat, and she finally turned around to do her business.

"Eh?"

It was not a surprise, but a genuine question mark in her voice.

Since this was a toilet, it was only natural that her eyes would turn to the toilet bowl. However, from the toilet bowl...... a black liquid was overflowing from the toilet bowl making someone who saw it feel uncomfortable, it would make someone feel disgusted to it.

Freia, who was a woman, let out a moment of wonder and then hurriedly pushed her back against the cubicle door.

It was an instinctive move to take a step, even half a step, away from the liquid that was overflowing from the toilet bowl.

She tried to unlock the door behind her back, but it only made a dry clattering sound and wouldn't budge.

It was not rusty, it was on the verge of breaking.

It was difficult to open the lock with just one hand while it was behind her back, as she had struggled to close it earlier.

And unlike earlier, she was now confused, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of her eyes.

Her fingertips were trembling, the lock was tight, and that was making her mind even more confused.

She could not even think of the obvious thing she must do, which was to call out loudly for help.

Freia made a mistake in her initial response.

In the meantime, the filthy liquid overflowed from the toilet bowl and spread to the floor.

Strangely enough, there was nothing solid mixed in with the liquid.

It was dirty, almost black, and grayish. However, the liquid was clear enough that she could vaguely see the floor of the toilet.

The liquid expanded its area around the toilet bowl.

There was no strange smell.

No, there was a slight odor, but it was not a filthy smell.

However, Freia, confused and unaware of what was happening, tried to unlock the door with her hand while desperately staring at the black liquid that was spreading.

She didn't even think to turn around and open it.

It was disgusting, and she couldn't look away from the liquid.

The liquid that was spreading reached Freia's feet without slowing down.

She quickly lifted one foot to avoid the liquid, but that was as far as she could do. When her other foot was soaked in the liquid, she felt indescribably uncomfortable, even though she was wearing boots.

Her well-formed face contorted, but then she felt a kind of resignation.

When she lowered the foot she raised up...... both boots were stained by the dirty water.

"……ughh"

It was not direct contact, but it was unpleasant.

She felt that if she said it out loud, it would spread the feeling even more.

And she decided to think positively, thanking that it was before she ate lunch.

If it had been after lunch, it would have been difficult.

Freia let out a big sigh, and with a calm head, she decided to unlock the door first.

Turning her back to the toilet again, she turned her face to the door.

She used both hands to pick the broken lock.

However?? the toilet bowl made a gurgling sound again.

There was still liquid pouring out from the toilet bowl.

Freia was aware of it, but she thought it was just the liquid.

The liquid from the toilet flowed back, but fortunately, there were no wastes in it.

It was disgusting, but that was it. It was harmless damage.

That was what she thought, and she let her guard down.

No, rather than being careless, she didn't expect anything would happen.

"……Huh?"

The moment she bent down slightly to unlock the door, her hips sticking out slightly, then something slippery entwined around her waist, which was placed through her thick sister suit.

At first, she couldn't figure out what it was.

She could not understand it.

She even forgot for a moment that she was in the restroom and thought it was just another prank by the boys.

That was how unexpected it was.

"Kyaaa!?"

Freia screamed as she was pulled by the string-like thing that wrapped around her waist.

The force was so strong that Freia could not even resist it. Her boots slipped on the liquid-soaked floor and she was dragged suddenly near the toilet bowl.

As soon as she could, she stretched out her hands against the wall of the room to prevent herself from falling over and positioned herself in a "?" figure.

Her resistance was brief. This time, her hands were restrained. They were wrapped around her wrists.

Even though she was wearing a thick sister suit, she could tell that the tentacles were uncomfortably slippery.

In a blink of an eye, the liquid was sinking into her clothes, and Freia let out a small scream from the feeling.

"W-what is this!?"

It was a natural question.

However, no answer came back. Of course. It didn't have a mouth in the first place.

While Freia was raising her voice in question, the tentacles continued to bind her limbs.

Two or three layers of tentacles entwined around her arms, her boots hidden by her long ankle-length skirt, and her slightly thicker legs wrapped in garter stockings above them.

"Hii, nooo!?"

The scream sounded more like she was disgusted and sicked by it than she was terrified.

Although it was not directly touching her skin, the stockings were thin and could not protect against the liquid that quickly permeated even through her thick clothes.

Freia's hair in her entire body stood up from the strange feeling that something was climbing up her legs, and she flailed her body desperately.

However, there was even no chance that she could break the tentacles' restraints, and she was only wasting her energy.

Her breathing became erratic and sweat appeared on her forehead.

Meanwhile, the tentacles tightened their hold on Freia.

Her buttocks were sticking out and her arms were pulled back.

Her legs were also stretched out straight, forcing her into a position that could be described as a two-legged horse. The peach-colored braids hanging from her shoulders were swaying in Freia's line of vision as she bent forward.

If anything, both of her shoulders hurt when she flailed.

It suppressed Freia's resistance, and due to her unusual position, it easily took away her strength.

Freia, who was not a very strong person to begin with, her breathing quickly got rough and stopped resisting.

It was then that she finally realized that her situation was abnormal and she could not do anything on her own.

Barely moving her head, Freia looked behind her.

This apparition? the slime ?was coming out of the toilet bowl.

The liquid that had just overflowed from the toilet bowl was also part of the slime, and she had no idea how massive it was. At the very least, it would have been enough to swallow Freia alone.

However, Freia was only restrained on her hands, feet, and waist.

This was where the real action would begin, but since Freia stopped resisting, the slime temporarily stopped moving violently.

As it stopped moving violently, Freia regained some of her composure and looked again at the mucus wrapped around her body.

It was dripping with mucus, glistening dully in the sunlight, and slightly transparent.

The mucus was so elastic that no matter how much force she put into it, it would not tear, nor would it stretch.

It didn't take her long to realize that she couldn't do anything about it on her own.

"Someone!!"

Freia couldn't resist calling out for help.

But she knew that they wouldn't hear her.

It was lunchtime, the children were shouting with joy over today's lunch, and the other sisters were laughing along with them.

Above all, the restroom Freia was using was very far from the dining room.

A little scream would not be enough to reach them. Even though she understood that, Freia still screamed a few times.

"Haah"

Slightly relaxing, Freia let out a sigh.

It was disgusting, and she understood that her current situation was abnormal, but this mucus would only restrain Freia and would not let her make a move.

After a while, Freia realized that and exhaled to calm down.

"This is slime... right?"

It was the first time she had seen the real thing.

Freia was aware of this dangerous monster. She only read about it in books, but it was not that strong.

Although it was a monster, it was afraid of fire. According to the information from the books, it should be at most about half the size of an adult male, but the slime that overflowed from this toilet seat was huge enough that it could hold several humans, not just Freia.

However, as she had read from the books, there were not many ways to attack it, moreover, if they were restrained in this way.

Ordinary slimes were the kind of monsters that, even if they were being restrained like this, would be scared off by fire magic and immediately release the person.

Remembering the characteristics of a slime, Freia decided to focus her concentration.

This was the land of elves. Fonteau, a kingdom ruled by the Queen of Magic who once defeated the Demon King together with the hero.

She was not an elf like the Queen Leticia, but she had learned some simple magic.

She was not good at attack magic, but she could probably start a fire and startle the slime.

At that moment, when she thought that and start conjuring her magic.

"Uhii!?"

A strange voice came out, unintentional and unbearable.

Her throat twitched and she hurriedly stared at the tentacles coming out from the toilet bowl.

Her surprise caused the magic she had been working on to dissipate, but that was not Freia's concern at the moment.

As though to berate her for resisting, the tentacles restraining her arms and legs tightened, and the tentacles that were wrapping around her waist pulled her hips back so that her buttocks would stick out strongly.

Freia's fleshy buttocks were thrust out behind her. Her mucus-soaked clothes clung to her skin, and the lines of her underwear were slightly visible from her thick clothes.

"Mou... w-what, is this!"

The slime reacted to the mana that Freia conjured and resumed its activities.

It crawled from her hands to her shoulders and then to her upper body.

It restrained her breasts, which were still hidden by her clothes, to squeeze them. It moved in a circular motion and then wrapped her clothes and underwear around her breasts, tightening them from the base.

"Ueeh!? W-why!?"

Freia squealed at the slight pain and the mucus-covered tentacles crawling over her skin were nauseating.

It was not so big to be eye-catching, it was just a little bigger than normal.

When it was squeezed her chest, it twisted around and formed like a cannonball.

At the same time, Freia frowned in pain.

It was not a caress that would stimulate her sexual sensations, it was just an act to restrain the body.

"Uu... wh-wh-what..."

Frowning, Freia looked at the front...... the cubicle door.

"Someo??, Uguueeh!?"

It was the moment before she was about to shout for help.

When she opened her mouth wide, a black tentacle entered her mouth as though It had been waiting for that moment.

She opened her eyes wide and reflexively bit her teeth against the tentacle.

However, the elastic tentacle didn't care about Freia's bite, and instead of humiliating her mouth, it quickly pushed through the back of her throat.

"Ugeeh, ueeh!?"

Freia let out a beasty voice as it penetrated through the back of her throat and further down to her esophagus.

She could feel her stomach cramping and gastric juices flowing backward from the forced penetration of her throat.

However, her mouth was blocked by the tentacle, forcing the rising gastric juices back into her stomach.

Her stomach cramped and she was about to vomit again. But the exit was blocked by a tentacle, and it goes back into her stomach again.

Repeatedly, it brought tears to her eyes, and they fell down to her cheeks, unable to bear it.

The tentacle continued to move back and forth, stimulating Freia's esophagus.

The gastric juice rose, returned, and rose again.

"Ugeeh, oeeh?? igii?? ah, noth... noth ghood... ghething sith..."

Rather than feeling humiliated or distressed, Freia's throat and stomach ached, and she desperately pleaded for help, unable to speak because her mouth was sealed shut.

The tentacle went back and forth through her esophagus a dozen more times before it stopped.

Then the tentacle was pulled out of her mouth in one fell swoop, and with tears streaming down her face, Freia vomited out the stomach juices that had built up in her stomach.

She gagged as she vomit, and the gastric juices and saliva dripped from her mouth onto the floor.

The slime licked and sucked the filth, enjoying it, absorbing it in no time at all.

"Hee?? hee... ueehh??"

She took a few deep breaths to try to regulate her breathing and felt that she was about to vomit again made Freia spit out a little bit of saliva as her empty stomach twitched.

Her throat hurts.

She felt a cold sweat run down her spine as her screams and cries were silenced for a few moments.

"Some... one..."

She desperately tried to speak, but her voice had no power.

She was sure that it would recover soon, but her throat was really painful. Even just speaking, she could feel new tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Freia shook her body to resist, but of course, the slime's tentacles would not release her, and it ended up in vain.

The slime's movements became inactive again.

Freia also stopped resisting the slime's tentacles and concentrated on catching her breath.

She didn't know why, but the tentacles didn't seem to want to be rough with Freia if she didn't resist.

Freia was half right about that.

The slime that was born from the womb of a woman inherited some of the memories of the slime, the man it digested, and the mother.

These memories contained on how to please a woman to the knowledge about this world.

And this newborn slime was tormenting Freia in order to feed on the woman's bodily fluids, an efficient way to strengthen itself?? its mana.

Sweat, tears, drool, love juices, intestinal juices, stomach juices, etc.

It penetrated her roughly in the throat for this purpose, but then realized that the stomach juices seemed to have run out.

And then.

The next place it was aiming was the same as the parent slime.

"Eh?? eh?"

The slime crawled up.

Her legs?, hidden by her skirt, it wrapped through her stockings.

It slowly ascended in a spiral motion.

Hidden by her clothes, she could not see it, but when she realized it through the discomfort she felt on her skin, Freia opened her eyes in astonishment.

While restrained leaning forward, she turned her gaze toward her lower body.

It was not like she could see inside her skirt, but she could only imagine it by what she felt.

But??.

"Stop, it"

She denied it with a rough voice.

Her throat ached with just a small voice and new tears welled up in her eyes.

But Freia couldn't help but say so.

It was crawling up.

She didn't know what that meant.

However, it was inexplicably uncomfortable, and she couldn't accept it as a woman.

That was why Freia twisted around, trying to escape from her restraints.

Freia didn't realize that her wriggling, with her hips and legs bound, had become nothing more than an invitation for the man, shaking her ass.

Her hips swayed.

Left and right. Up and down.

Her skirt swayed with the movement of her hips.

The tentacles were crawling up her skirt.

"Ueeh??, no, nooo..."

She could not speak properly, but nothing was blocking her mouth though.

Freia resisted by shaking her ass while letting out a strange voice.

The braid swayed greatly and hit her cheek.

"Someone??, someone"

She thought that she was shouting out loud, but all that came out was a muffled whimper.

Freia knew that her voice could not reach her colleagues and children in the dining room through the door of the cubicle and the door at the entrance of the restroom.

Still, all she could do was speak out.

The idea of using magic to resist had vanished from her mind.

She was so confused that she was shaking her buttocks with tears streaming down her face, when the tentacles crawling inside her skirt finally reached her thighs, and groin area.

"????!"

She let out a voiceless scream.

A tentacle moved to trace the edge of her underwear, and the stimulation was unpleasant.

"Nn, guh?? n, st, p"

Unable to speak. She never thought that it was a scary thing.

Freia shook her ass as she realized it, but the slime would not allow even that kind of resistance.

The tentacles climbed up her legs and entangled themselves in her thighs, groin, and buttocks.

Now she was completely bound.

The only way she could resist was just by shaking her head, and Freia leaning forward, she looked back over her shoulder.

Her clothes... Something was wriggling.

To be precise, her clothes, which had absorbed the slime's mucus and stuck to her skin, showed the movements of the tentacles underneath her clothes clearly.

Freia's lower body...... particularly noticeable in her hips, which were reflected in her swiveling vision, seemed as though it was not her own body.

This was where Freia realized that something was wrong with her body.

Even though it was being violent in her lower body, the feeling was very dull.

It even seemed like it was someone else's body.

It was an ability that this slime had inherited from its parent, the Black Ooze. It was the effect of the paralyzing poison.

The mucus smeared all over her legs and buttocks dulling Freia's senses and reducing the uncomfortable feeling from the tentacles by half.

Visually, it was disgusting, but in a sensory feeling, it was not that disgusting.

At least, Freia didn't feel the disgust she felt at first.

That was because she didn't feel anything on the part of her body that the tentacle was touching.

??But when Freia noticed it, she felt a chill run down her spine.

(What's this!? What's going on!?)

She could not move her body.

It was not because she was restrained, she could not even move her fingers when she tried to resist.

Not because it was strongly restraining her.

From her hands. Even one of her fingers felt extremely dull.

"Goho?? Let, go... someone" (Goho=cough)

Perhaps it was because time had passed, but the pain in her throat had lessened.

It was still painful, but if she could get out of this situation, she didn't even mind losing her voice.

Freia tried to scream as loud as she could.

However??.

"Guh, geeh"

This time, the tentacle did not enter her mouth but entwined around her thin throat.

It tightened around her throat, killing the scream.

She felt like she was going to lose consciousness in an instant as the airway was neatly constricted, and she screamed in agony as she stuck her tongue out of her mouth, only to be released a few seconds later.

"Cough??, cough!"

As soon as she was released, Freia hurriedly took in oxygen.

In the meantime, the tentacles moved on to their next action.

The tentacles became even more active on her skirt-covered lower body, not caring about Freia who was sobbing.

"Uuuuuu ..."

When Freia tried to scream again, she felt that the tentacle that was strangling her neck was getting stronger.

So unable to speak, Freia could only shake from one side to the other, where the part of her body was able to move.

She was being touched on the lower half of her body.

For Freia, who grew up in an orphanage and did not have much contact with the opposite sex, it was unbearably shameful.

It was not that she was unaccustomed to it, so she didn't pay much attention to it at first, but the way the tentacles were moving now was similar to the way her fingers sometimes moved when she comforted her body...... late at night.

This was Freia, a reasonably mature woman.

More than once or twice, she had comforted herself at night, out of sight.

There have been a few times when she had used her limited knowledge to caress her breasts and pubic area to calm her aroused feelings.

The way the tentacles were moving now was similar to what she was doing at those times.

When she imagined what it meant, she felt goosebumps all over her body.

However??.

"Ugeeh, uu!?"

Her neck was strangled again.

It was not strong.

However, Freia tried to resist, even though it was slight...... even just thinking about how to resist in her mind, the tentacle would strangle her.

But it was only the first few times that it actually strangled her. It realized that Freia was too frightened to resist, and now it only pretended to tighten it.

Freia cowered at the slightest movement of the tentacles, learning that the slime could easily kill her.

Freia's thoughts were still thinking about how to get away...... she hadn't given up.

However, her body succumbed due to the pain.?

It could be said that it was normal because no one wanted to go through the pain.

Above all, Freia was an ordinary person, even though she could use magic.

She was different from the adventurers and knights that the slime had been dealing with.

Her body, not her will, succumbed faster than any other woman it had ever dealt with.

"Uu, uuu..."

The slime was humiliating Freia, who had finally lost her ability to resist.

The lower part of her body...... hidden by the skirt, the underwear that was covering her buttocks were licked and stroked the groin area as though tickling it.

The tentacles that were restraining the upper part of her body moved as though they were wriggling, and then rubbed her breasts and licked her neck.

She felt uncomfortable.

Disgusting. Creepy.

All Freia could think of was how much longer it would take to finish.

At the very least, she tried not to make a sound, not because she didn't want to resist, but because she knew that if she did, she would be strangled again.

She bit her lips and shut her eyes.

All she could do was hope that this bad dream would end soon.

Freia's body shook a little, not from pleasure, but from fear.

Her shoulders trembled, and new tears spilled from her eyes, as it was licked up and absorbed by the slime's tentacle as it rolled down her cheeks.

The same goes for the sweat that soaked her entire body.

The sweat on her skin was also licked up by the tentacles.

The feeling of the tentacles licking all over her body as they burrowed under her clothes was so creepy that she felt like she was going crazy.

Because she was closing her eyes, she could feel the sensation and the movement of the tentacles even more vividly.

However, when she opened her eyes?? the place where the cubicle door used to be was now completely covered with the slime's mucus.

It was as though the room had become a completely different place.

Floors, walls, ceilings.

All of it was covered by the creepy mucus.

The room was bright, so she knew that the window was not covered.

But that was all.

She could not even hear the children's voices in the distance because the room was completely covered by mucus.

She could not hear anything but her own breathing and her heart that was beating fast due to fear.

In the back of her ears, she could hear it annoyingly.

"Nnu!? Mmm!!"

The mucus that was restraining Freia was now moving.

Not only did it tighten around her throat, but now a tentacle entered her slightly open lips.

She opened her closed eyelids and moved her eyes to look at her mouth.

There, a tentacle with the size of a child's slender arm had entered her mouth.

She now could not scream due to it.

She was terrified that the tentacle would forcibly thrust at the back of her throat again, but before she could prepare herself, the tentacle penetrated through the back of her throat again.

"Nguu!? uu, uguh!?"

It was a jelly-like tentacle, so it didn't directly damage her throat, but it still forcibly penetrated her in the throat and forced her to feel pain and nausea as it moved back and forth through her esophagus.

Freia cried out in agony, and the tentacle that was licking her buttocks now was making a new movement.

The tentacle that had been licking her buttocks over her underwear now moved the crotch part of her underwear to the side.

"Mmm!?"

Freia's throat was violated, and her lower body was bound tightly, but she still tried to shake her hips from side to side.

It was a desperate resistance.

However, there was no way she could do anything about the slime's restraints, and what was about to be done under her skirt.

She was still wearing her clothes, which had absorbed the mucus and stuck to her skin, slightly revealing the lines of her underwear and the shape of the tentacles writhing beneath her clothes.

"Nguuu!?"

A muffled scream escaped Freia's lips.

Her eyes were wide opened and large tears overflowed, spilling out, wetting her cheeks, and the tentacles licked her cheeks.

Freia screamed as hard as she could while her mouth was blocked, not even caring about the unpleasantness of it.

The tentacle pierced her pubic area, still hidden by her skirt.

There was no tearing pain, as there should have been.

Although Freia was a virgin, she had as much knowledge of sexual practices as anyone.

That was why it should have been painful at first, but the pain of the deflowering disappeared due to the paralyzing poison secreted by the tentacles restraining her limbs, and there was only the dull sensation of being "penetrated".

It was the worst first time imaginable, and Freia couldn't even feel the sensation from it, so she just kept screaming hard from her blocked throat.

But even her scream turned into a muffled cry as her throat was violently penetrated.

Above all, the amount of mucus covering the walls of the room was increasing every second, and its mass was growing.

The room of the restroom now seemed to have been turned into a completely different world.

The reason why the room was dimly lit was that even the window was covered with mucus.

The escape route was being blocked. It was disappearing.

Freia did not even notice it and was just stunned by the shock of her deflowering.

It didn't feel real. This couldn't be real.

That was the only word that kept running around in her head.

While she was stunned like that, the tentacles continued to move.

The tentacles that had been restraining her arms entered through her sleeves and directly stained her skin.

Arms, armpits, shoulders, and chest.

She felt goosebumps from the disgusting feeling of her upper body being stained by tentacles, just like with her lower body.

Her body's core shuddered.

"Mmmmmm!?"

At the same time as she screamed desperately, the tentacle that was wrapped around her neck, different from the tentacle that was violating her esophagus, tightened.

The light blinked from her widened eyes, and the restraint on her airway caused her to quickly run out of oxygen.

The light was white, and it dyed Freia's thoughts.

"??!? ??Uu!!"

She could not speak.

Freia's face turned red from the strangle as she was unable to scream or even beg for forgiveness, but she was released before she passed out.

"Ngeeh!? Guh, oeeh!?"

At the same time, the tentacle that had entered her mouth was pulled out, and Freia took in oxygen as though she were devouring it, then spat out as though she were vomiting.

"Cough, ueeh??, cough!?"

But it was only just for a short time.

The tentacle invaded Freia's mouth again as she opened it wide to take in oxygen.

"Mmmuu!?"

It was not even a scream, but a frightened voice escaped from her throat.

But still, the tentacle entered inside her mouth without any resistance.

Tears due to nausea moistened her eyes, and fear was in her eyes.

"Ngeeh!? Ngoh, uu, gueeh!?"

A muffled scream echoed through the restroom cubicle, it was not like the one from the sister who was tending to the children in the garden earlier.

Over and over again.

Rape was not even the right word.

In addition to the one-sided act of forcing her to give in, Freia's will was crushed into a thousand pieces by the fact that her partner was not even a human...... a monster that could not even communicate with her.

She didn't even know what to do anymore.

The only thing that came to her mind was how to escape the pain, and even that disappeared when she almost fainted from the lack of oxygen.

Before she knew it, Freia was being penetrated in her vagina and shaking every time her throat was penetrated.

She was still alive as she was letting out a cry of pain and her bound body was twitching hard.

However, there was no light in her eyes, and tears were dropping from her eyes, snot from her nose, and drool from her mouth.

Her face was dripping with bodily fluids from every hole, which the slime was licking, sucking, and absorbing.

She could not even afford to feel disgusted anymore.

Both her feet were on the floor...... covered with mucus.

Then her hands were pulled behind her like a rein to control a horse, and the tentacle that was piercing her vagina was like a spear that pierced Freia.

She was not treated as a person.

Like livestock. Object.

That was how she was treated.

The tentacles that had been licking and sucking and rubbing her buttocks moved.

It lifted up her skirt, which had become heavy from absorbing the mucus, revealed her white, unblemished skin, her even whiter garter belt and stockings, and the peach-colored underwear that covered her white buttocks.

The underwear was also soaked wet by the tentacles, and the crotch part had been pulled through the side, leaving a dirty tentacle in the secret area that the underwear should have been covering.

From behind, her anus was in full view.

But Freia didn't have the strength to think about the shame she was supposed to be feeling.

In a state of near falling unconscious due to lack of oxygen, she was left to the mercy of the tentacles.

When the one-piece sister's dress was rolled up further, the garter belt was completely exposed, and even part of her white back was exposed. Her lower body.

Her skin glistened wetly with sweat and mucus, making the black mucus tentacles entwining her lower body stand out even more.

"??, ??......uu"

Gopo??.

A liquid, unlike the liquid from the sewers, leaked from where the tentacle and vagina joined.

It was the semen of a monster that overflowed inside her vagina.

The white sticky liquid spilled from her vagina fell to the floor and was absorbed by the mucus.

The tentacles that ravaged her vagina had already entered her womb and it was poured directly inside, but the womb could not contain all of it so some semen leaked out.

However, the slime would not allow such things.

The same amount of semen was ejaculated directly into the womb again.

"??, ???? ……"

Freia accepted the semen wordlessly and silently.

New tears spilled from her lightless eyes, this time without being licked, down her cheek and off her chin.

But it was still absorbed by the slime that covered the entire floor.

To the slime, everything in Freia was food.

She could use magic, so it was nutritious food.

And an important mother who could bear its children.

The slimes, who had already violated many women and were sharing their knowledge, knew that this level of violation would not destroy the mother's body.

They also understood that even though the mother's will was broken, there was no problem as long as the body was safe.

They were learning.

Next, what was the limit could a human woman, who was frailer than a monster, to not break?

It would do some experiments.

Using the woman named Freia.

Carefully. Carefully.

Not to break her. Not to let her die.

However, torment her until the very last moment.

Paralytic poison. Neural poison.

It was more effective. And simpler.

How much pleasure, how many climaxes, how much pain can the body endure?

Freia was an unfortunate woman to be treated as a guinea pig just for that purpose.

Exposed to rape in the true sense of the word, the soft, warm smile she used to have for the children had completely disappeared.

It was hard to read her determination and compassion from her face, which had been stained with various bodily fluids.

Her vagina was roughly penetrated by a tentacle, her throat was penetrated, and she was strangled.

Vomiting, not by her own will, but by reflex, and trembled as her womb was roughly penetrated, and her shoulders moved up and down with each breath.

The only thing she could do was react with her voice.

"Ueeh... geeh..."

Freia vomited.

Saliva was accumulating in her mouth and slime's liquid.

She vomited over and over... When it was over, the tentacle entered her mouth again.

Roughly. Not to hurt Freia, but to torment her. Not to break her.

The same amount of slime's liquid was poured into her mouth, forcing her to drink and vomit again.

As for the lower part of her body.

Semen was poured directly into her womb, the semen that could not be contained inside overflowed, and the same amount was spat out again.

Repeatedly.

Even though the slime ejaculated so much that her abdomen swelled slightly, the slime did not wither.

In the first place, it would not wither.

The slime was a mucus monster that converted its own bodily fluids into semen inside its body.

In other words, the entire slime's body that was restraining Freia and covering the place could be converted as semen.

The amount was so much that this slime alone would be enough to impregnate all the women living in the royal capital, not just Freia herself.

Combined with the Black Ooze that was living in the sewers and the abandoned mithril mine far from here, it might be able to ejaculate enough to make a swell on the wombs of all the women in this country, not just the royal capital.

Freia no longer felt pain or anything from being ejaculated on.

Her heart was broken by despair, and even her will to resist was nonexistent.

This was the state the slime wanted.

Meat doll.

A person who had become just an object.

The restrained limbs have no strength, and there was no emotion in her expression.

Her braid was swaying in time with each thrust.

It made her feel even more pathetic.

The mucus covering the room thickened.

Everywhere.

There was no limit to the amount of mucus that was crawling up from the bottom of the toilet bowl.

The amount of mucus that continued to increase by absorbing the wastes from the people living in the capital, maybe, in a sense, the amount of the dark desires from the people living in the capital.

The door was blocked, the window was blocked, and Freia's line of vision was turning black.

She did not faint.

There was nothing left to describe it as a conscious, but it was not fainting.

The room was completely covered by a wall of flesh, and no light could penetrate it.

"????"

Freia could do nothing but stare into the space as the light faded away.

Her limbs could not move, her mana was sucked out of her every time she climaxed, and most importantly, she was treated roughly, depriving her of the will to resist.

All she could think about now was that she wanted it to end soon.

No, she could not even think about that right now.

But that was not going to happen.

Gobo??.

A muddy sound echoed in the space covered with mucus.

Behind Freia.

It was the toilet bowl that the slime had crawled out of.

The toilet bowl had finally collapsed, unable to withstand the mass of the slime.

Only a hole could be seen.

It was deep and dark. At the bottom, it was leaking a strange smell, where the slime was still increasing.

The hole was connected to the sewers.

With the toilet bowl broken, the amount of mucus crawling out increased.

However, it was not to cover the room more or spread it in the entire restroom.

The slime that was crawling out returned to the hole with the same amount.

Going out and going back, over and over.

Repeat.

Repeatedly...... little by little, the hole leading to the sewer was widened.

Until Freia could get through.

Until the sister who was living in the orphanage could get through.

It would widen the hole.

"??Help... me"

Freia raised her voice for the last time.

But??.

"Ogoo?? soeeh, soeeh, soeey... so-fuu!?"

The slime didn't even allow her and sealed her mouth again.

It violently thrusts the back of her throat and her vagina.

It pulled aside her still remaining peach-colored underwear, exposing not only her vagina but also her anus.

It separated the flesh of her lush buttocks to the left and right, and at the same time, it dug a few thin tentacles into her anus.

"Mmmuuu!?"

Freia screamed uncontrollably at the new stimulation.

In response to her scream, the tentacles became more active.

Until now, the thin tentacles were used to caress the asshole back and forth over and over again until it became loose, and then the thin tentacles that had been inserted into the hole were used as hooks to open it up in all directions with great force.

When it was spread open until it could see inside her clean intestines, which were different from the dull anus entrance, she felt a sensation in her anus for the first time in Freia's life, as the air was touching her exposed nerves.

It was a numbing sensation, different from being roughly handled.

There was no pain.

It was itchy, like wetting a wound with cold water.

It stings.

To put it simply, that would the word.

The air flowed inside.

"???, ???! ……"

Freia managed to keep her voice down as she strained her lower abdomen to close her anus.

It was not resistance. It was not defiance.

It was an instinct that was telling her that her body could not take any more abuse.

However, her reasoning, recovered by the stimulation from her anus, also was telling her that she doesn't want to do this.

If she made a sound, It would get angry.

If she resisted, It would get angry.

Her body, not her mind, understood it.

So at least she was trying to close her anus without the slime noticing.

In response to Freia's reasoning, her anus, which had been opened in all directions by thin tentacles, was twitching.

The slime, perhaps entertained by it, didn't perceive it as resistance, but closed her anus and then opened it wide again.

Closing it and opening it. Closing it and opening it.

Each time her anus repeatedly opened and closed, the intestines that come in contact with the air were flowing with intestinal fluid to protect themselves.

The odor, different from the smell of the slime or the sewer liquid, reached Freia's nose.

But she didn't know what it was.

She didn't know that it was the smell from her own intestines.

Her anus, which had been repeatedly opened and closed, was now locked open again.

This time, the tentacles were stronger.

No matter how hard Freia tried, her anus would not close.

"Fuu, fuu, fuu!!"

Freia's cheeks reddened as she pushed too hard.

Freia didn't even notice that she was doing it.

All she could think about was how desperately she needed to close her anus.

She didn't know what she was doing, what the situation was, or what she needed to do.

She didn't understand any of it.

Even who she was didn't immediately come to mind.

She just didn't want to.

She just wanted to close her anus.

That was why she was pushing hard.

It was not resistance from Freia, but a desperate effort.

As though mocking it, the tentacles licked and sucked the rim of her anus, as though counting the wrinkles of her widely spread anus entrance.

"Muguu!?"

Freia looked up in surprise.

At the same time, the movement of the tentacle that was penetrating her mouth became violent, probably because it perceived it as a resistance.

It spilled dirty liquid from the edge of her lips like she was drooling and nauseated from the irritation at the back of her throat brought her tears.

It was painful.

The pain was so great that her eyes rolled back and she almost lost consciousness.

It was left to its own devices, it was violent.

The penetration was so painful that she couldn't even pass out.

Freia had never experienced this kind of torture before, but in her waning consciousness, she wondered if this might be it.

At the same time, because of the pain, even though she tried to lose consciousness, she would regain it and would not be able to pass out.

She cried, she gagged, and when it pulled out, she vomited.

However, she could not pass out due to it suddenly pulling out.

The sexual act of just being forcibly ejaculating inside her womb did not treat Freia as a woman.

A thing. A livestock.

It was made efficiently by the slime.

An evolution to make it more efficiently using Tiana and the others who were still being violated, impregnated, and giving birth in the sewers.

The slime that was born in the abandoned mine, far away. The source.

To an extent, it was surpassing that Black Ooze.

The slime in the sewers was continuing to grow.

Continuing to evolve.

This was a completely new species.

This slime. The Black ooze.

It was absorbing people, it was absorbing the men, a mutant from the slime species that became a male continued to act according to its instincts.

It impregnated women and made them bear their children.

Increasing the number of its offspring. Producing more offspring.

Just making a woman give birth to a child.

Just for that.