Inside the Cave of Obscenity

Chapter Volume 5 6: Dungeon

"Mugo!? Gubu, fu????!?"

A muffled scream echoed in the darkness.

The source was on the stone floor.

The gray-haired beastwoman Fornelis, who had been stuck to the wall a moment ago, was pushed to the floor by something...... that looked like a caterpillar.

It had a thick cylindrical body and legs like "caterpillar legs"?? but its legs were thick and long, and the countless legs hugged the woman's body, making her unable to move.

It was not that huge.

Its shape was enough to cover Fornelis' face and lower body.

Compared to the Black Ooze they fought on the first floor, it was about the size of a larva.

However, the caterpillar was able to dexterously manipulate its countless legs to completely restrain the beastwoman princess's limbs and then inserted a very thick mucus stick into her face, vagina, and asshole, hitting her as roughly as though it were a stake driver.

"Nfuu!? Fuuu!?"

(Stop, stop!? Can't breathe... can't breathe!?)

Whenever the caterpillar slammed its hips and shook its head, a cry of anguish escaped from Fornelis, and she desperately shook her toe to show her protest.

However, it was meaningless to the slime, and the caterpillar continued to shake its hips.

Unlike its appearance, the caterpillar must be quite heavy.

The restrained Fornelis was quite strong, but she couldn't pull the caterpillar off and just struggle on the floor.

Her arms were around the caterpillar's back, and her fingers were digging into the mucus body, as a lot of force was being applied, but the slime didn't feel any pain.

"Mmmh!? Uuu!!"

The slime's hips move up and down several times while Fornelis lets out a cry of agony.

She put a lot of force on her fingers than before, her claws clawing at the slime's back, and her feet were frantically kicking the floor again and again.

She tried to lift her hips to lift off the caterpillar, but that was impossible when she was being held by countless legs.

The violent movements that seemed to be crushing her easily reached the depths of her vagina and asshole, and she couldn't stop her voice from leaking out on its own.

As her consciousness was fading from the lack of oxygen of having her mouth covered, the stimulation penetrated directly into the back of her brain, and tears began to spill from her eyes.

"Uu, uuu~~~!!"

(Let me go, let me gooo!!)

It seemed that her hips would shatter by the violent thrusts that made her think that the floor was shaking.

It wasn't the first time she had been violently raped while stripped down to her black military uniform and underwear, but that didn't mean she got used to it.

And then again, and again, as the caterpillar continued to swing its hips over Fornelis.

"Fuu... fuunh!?"

The sound of anguish coming from Fornelis's mouth was gradually mixed with something sweet.

Sparks of extreme color fly behind her eyes and tears spill from the corner of her eyes.

She couldn't stop the sweat due to excitement, not fatigue, from flowing all over her body, and her skin slowly began to turn red.

"Fuuuu!?"

(Stop, iiit!? There, haa. there!?)

The mucus stick that was working on her vagina and asshole had found a spot where Fornelis reacted strongly.

Her vaginal flesh and anus tightened up and wrapped around the invading slime's meat stick against her will.

The caterpillar may have been pleased by her reaction, as it changed its shape so that every time it swung its hips, the meat stick would hit Fornelis' weak point.

"Nnhhh!?"

(Stop?? Stop iiit!?)

Fornelis could feel the numbness deep inside her waist.

She felt a faint sweet numbness from having sex with the caterpillar that was only painful, and she was so afraid of it that she tried to let out a denial through her blocked mouth.

But the voice that escaped her mouth was laced with such sweet emotion that Fornelis could not understand that it was her own voice.

Her consciousness was fading from the lack of oxygen.

Only the sweet numbness from her waist filled her thoughts, and she slowly became unable to think of anything else.

Fornelis didn't notice that her fingers around the caterpillar's back have forgotten to scratch its surface, and unknowingly hugged it.

"Nfuuu!?"

Even so, the caterpillar continued to shake its hips in a constant rhythm, stimulating Fornelis.

Different from the slime's mucus, her love juices from her vagina start to ooze out, making a wet sound as the caterpillar swung its hips, sucking the thick meat stick into its mouth.

It was irresistible to Fornelis.

The powerful thrusts and the shape of the meat stick that was aiming at her weak spot.

The tireless pounding of its hips was intense and showed no signs of slowing down.

It continued to thrust endlessly at regular intervals.

(Endure, enduuure!)

Fornelis had hope.

The daughter of the hero, Mariabelle. If they could endure until she defeated the Black Ooze, the origin of the slime, and liberated the land, they would be saved.

But hope was often not always complete salvation.

The more she tried to endure the slime's abuse, the more pleasure built up in her loins, and when it overflowed, it stimulated the woman's mind to the point where it became a complete limit.

Fornelis was no different, her entire body tensing up to withstand the pleasure and desperately trying to deny the slime's service.

She moved her weak fingertips, scratched it with her claws, and flailed her feet in an attempt to kick the caterpillar away.

However, her behavior was too late now.

There were many more women who had put up a strong fight to reject the slime.

But the slime had violated, abused, and impregnated all of them.

"Mmghhh!?"

(Shit, shiiit!?)

It learned that every woman had a weakness in different places.

Some women had weaknesses at the entrance of their vagina, some at their womb, some at their breasts, some at their asshole, some at their armpits.

If one found them and stimulated them, any woman would cry out, shake their hips, and climax.

It was no different for the queen of the country, Leticia, or even the female knights.

And so did Fornelis...... when her weak point was stimulated for a long time, her sweet voice leaked out, her resistance weakened, but her expression was distorted in frustration and tears start to spill.

The way she lifted her hips, it looked as though she was lifting herself up to the caterpillar's meat stick.

She was desperately trying to pull the caterpillar off of her though.

However, her arms were weak, her hips were weak, and her legs could only desperately kick the floor.

Fornelis could only resist by kicking the floor, and the sound became more and more intense.

"Fuuuu, uuuu!!"

Her eyes that had been glaring powerfully at the slime were distorted in anguish, and at the same time, Fornelis' hips began to tremble loudly on their own against her will.

It was a climax.

She couldn't make a sound because her mouth was covered, but she could tell from her body's reaction that her climax was very deep.

The lower half of her body, which was covered in black underwear, became wet with sweat and love juice.

Her vaginal flesh and asshole clamped down on the slime's meat stick with more force than before...... But the caterpillar didn't care about that, and just kept on shaking its hips.

"Fuuuu!? Nmmhhh!?"

(Stop, it??. Let me rest, a little...!?)

The next sound of liquid was louder than the previous one.

As she climaxed, her vagina oozed with love juice, and the caterpillar's meat stick stirred and bubbled with Fornelis's fluids, drawing the frothy love juice out of her vaginal cavity.

The same goes for her asshole.

The twitching entrance was roughly pushed open, and frothy intestinal juice was drawn from inside, staining the floor.

The slime did not absorb Fornelis's fluids.

Having violated many women, the Black Ooze understood that the beastmen's bodily fluids were not worth absorbing, the woman would only be violated, and the man would be food.

In a sense, she was treated not as a woman but as a sack of flesh to be impregnated with a child, which, if she knew, would have made her angry to the point of overwriting her shame.

The only saving grace was that the slime had no organ for speech.

The caterpillar-shaped slime continued to shake its hips even after Fornelis climaxed, and Fornelis, whose entire body had become sensitive after climaxing, was tossed about by the slime's movements and repeatedly had shallow climaxes.

The back of her eyes flicked, and her nose breathed hard.

Her heart beats faster and faster, and unknowingly, she was shaking her hips in time with the slime's movements.

"Fuu, mghhh!?"

(It, hurts. How long??.)

You keep swinging your hips. She was tempted to say something like that, but her mouth was blocked by a meat stick growing out of what she thought was the caterpillar's head...... and even if she could speak, the slime wouldn't understand her words.

Fornelis climaxed again, losing track of how many times she had already climaxed.

The shallow climax left a dull aching deep in her loins, but the caterpillar's unabated pounding soon produced another tremor that aroused Fornelis' body.

"Nnhhh, Gumhhh!?"

(Not good, not good?? stop, stop it!?)

She was aware of a particularly large wave of tremor that had been building up and was about to explode.

She did.

She could feel that the back of her waist was hotter than before. The heat was about to explode, and it was getting stronger and stronger with each thrust of the caterpillar.

Her eyes, which had been twisted in anguish, widened in astonishment, and her limbs flailed frantically.

She admitted that she had climaxed many times, but her instincts, which have kept Fornelis alive up until now, told her that the "next one would be dangerous".

(Not, good. Not good, not good, not good!?)

The more she strained her body to endure, the stronger the aching in her waist became.

The more she tried to endure, the more she resisted, and the more she felt humiliated by being forced to climax, the more she was tortured by the pleasure.

She knew that stimulus.

She knew that humiliation.

That was what she was taught in the old ruins where she was first violated by the slime.

No matter how much she endured or resisted, the humiliation of being made to climax. The feeling of defeat that made her succumb made her spine tremble, the ears and tail of the beastwoman like that of a wolf, bent without force.

"Fuuuuu!?"

Tremble*. Her limbs quivered the most powerfully she ever felt.

Her hands, which had been wrapped around the caterpillar's back, strained, and she pushed her legs upward. The deep, deep climax numbed the back of Fornelis's brain, so much so that it knocked her unconscious for a few moments.

But that didn't stop the caterpillar from moving.

"Nbuu!? Ou, oah!? Afuu, ah, abuh!?"

(Wa, it. A little?? a little is all I need, a little, just?? rest.)

The slime's movements quickly brought her back to consciousness, but that didn't mean that was over. Rather, it was just the beginning...... or perhaps it hadn't even begun yet.

Her stretched-out legs did not return to their original place.

The deep, deep climax continued in succession, and she climaxed over and over again as the caterpillar's hips moved.

Her brain was burning.

She was going crazy.

She really thought so.

She couldn't even breathe well, and all she could do was to climax and feel pleasure.

It was already painful, so much so that her head, which had been numbed by the pleasure, felt a sharp pain.

Even so, the caterpillar continued to thrust with such force that it seemed to crush Fornelis, and Fornelis embraced the caterpillar, stretched out her legs, and continued to climax.

Right next to Fornelis, Jenna was also being attacked.

She was neatly clothed, but there was only one oddity.

A slime in the shape of a spider stuck to her face.

It turned its eight legs to the back of her head, biting into it so hard she couldn't peel it off?? Jenna was desperately scratching it, trying to pull the spider off with her beautiful white fingers.

"Nghhh!?"

(In my throat, deep!? This is??!?)

It was a slime male organ that resembled a man's penis.

It extended from the spider's abdomen and pierced the back of Jenna's throat.

After being sent to the dungeons, Fornelis and Jenna were reunited with Leticia and then violated separately.

First, Fornelis was pushed down by a caterpillar-like slime, and Jenna, who tried to save her, had her face covered by a spider-shaped slime.

Both of them were blinded in different ways and didn't understand what was happening to each other.

They were close together, but their confused minds couldn't recognize each other, and they were scrambling to pull off the slime that was violating them in order to save themselves.

Jenna was rolling on the floor, her white vestments in disarray, desperately trying to pull the spider off her face.

But it wouldn't come off.

Its legs behind her head were thin, but it was still a slime.

It was stronger than it looked, so strong that even Fornelis' monstrous strength could not pull it off.

Even one of the heroes called the saint was not an opponent that Jenna's thin arms could handle.

"Nmhh!?"

Jenna's beautiful body arched up.

The meat stick pushed into her mouth went wild, and the spider tried to push it by repeatedly moving back and forth on its own without moving its body.

It stimulated the back of her throat, and Jenna almost vomited, but the rod in her mouth got in the way, forcing her to swallow down the gastric juices that came up her throat.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and frothy drool spilled from the corners of her lips.

Jenna's saliva and body fluids were the best food for the slime. It carefully absorbed every drop of it, and then rampaged the meat stick in her mouth to taste more.

"Mghh!? Umhhh!?"

(It, hurts??!?)

Her hands turned to her face in an attempt to pull the spider off, while her limbs flailed about the floor in a frenzy.

Her vestments that were wet with mucus and stuck to her body were disheveled, and the long skirt that covered her ankles was completely rolled up, exposing her pure white underwear underneath.

Her garter belt and stockings with pretty floral decorations that matched her underwear were now completely exposed, but the saint herself was unaware of it.

Her vision was completely covered by the spider, and she felt like she was about to faint from lack of oxygen.

And yet??.

(Why......)

Jenna was attacked by the humanoid slime in the research tower in Lishlua?? the tower that Kara managed and like Kara, her body was drenched in aphrodisiacs, but the effects were weaker than Kara's.

It had learned the effects of aphrodisiacs and the total amount that could be used on a human body by experimenting on Kara, and that was why Jenna was given the right amount, and even though it was not a problem in her daily life, once she knew that she was going to be violated, her body would heat up, and she would accept the pain as pleasure.

??Without even Jenna realizing it, the saint's body had been transformed in such a way.

In fact, even though her throat was blocked and she had to writhe in agony, her body felt a definite pleasure, and her exposed underwear began to discolor at the crotch part.

A mere tap on her throat would cause her to leak love juices, and as her vestments were soaked and stretched?? her nipples that were showing were lumpy at the top of her breasts.

However, the spider did not stimulate her erogenous zone.

She shook her breasts, disheveled her skirt, and exposed her underwear, but the spider's body couldn't reach those spots.

The spider's role was not to change shape or extend its tentacles, but rather to keep hitting the back of her throat and try to instill pleasure in Jenna by doing so.

??Remodeling her that getting hurt was what felt good.

It was about a year ago...... it was the same as when Fiana, the country's most powerful knight, was first brought to the dungeon

The slime did not stimulate her erogenous zones.

Her ample breasts, vaginal hole, and asshole were not stimulated, and she was simply beaten?? for a week, she was transformed into a woman who wet her crotch just by being beaten.

It was the "training" that was now being given to Jenna and Fornelis.

As Leticia said, it was a "place for punishing bad women".

Like parents do to their children.

But it was not about scolding them.

Violate them, just violate them, and remind them that they were only there to climax and give birth to a child.

Unable to resist, they were violated, and haphazardly...... reminded them of the humiliation they would never feel in their normal life and made to climax.

The powerful beastwoman was pushed down and helplessly humiliated as she was violated and abused, climaxing in shame.

The beautiful saint climaxed and wet her crotch at the mere touch of a filthy spider on her throat.

However, the Black Ooze reminded them.

Reminding them, the women were just that?? and that it was pointless to disobey them.

Was it the men they've taken in that made them do so or was it the Black Ooze's natural instincts as a monster that made them so?

But for Jenna and Fornelis, it was only the beginning.

The saint, her beautiful vestments in disarray, was still struggling to pull the spider off her face.

But it wouldn't come off. No matter how much strength she put into her hands or how hard she flailed her body, the spider stuck to her face would not come off, and it continued to poke at the back of her throat, completely ignoring Jenna's resistance.

Her bulging breasts, which had a moderate amount of flesh did not lose their shape even when she was on her back, rose and fell violently in time with her breathing.

Her wet vestments showed her white skin and pure white underwear underneath, and even the shape of her nipples, which were pointed in excitement, came into view.

It was the mucus of the slime that wets it as it moved.

Even though it was separated from the Black Ooze, the mucus itself had a will and acted.

Jenna, whose face was covered by the spider, was unaware of it.

Even though not a single tentacle was close to Jenna's stretched body, her wet clothes began to move, and her beautiful breasts, which were still firm and pointed even when she was on her back, twisted their shape obscenely as though they were being squeezed by a big man's hands.

"Nghhh!?"

(W-what!? My chest, is being rubbed??!?)

Twitch*. Jenna's beautiful limbs arched back.

Her back was lifted, her chest thrusting toward the ceiling, her body twitching strongly over and over.

It was a shallow climax, just by squeezing her breasts, but once the aphrodisiac had taken hold and the body had become accustomed to it, it broke down easily enough, and her crotch leaked urine with no vigor......

"Nmhhh!?"

(No, nooo!?)

Even though her face was covered, Jenna could tell.

She climaxed while peeing, and then she realized that another wave of climax was approaching just by the rubbing of her breasts.

A steaming puddle was forming on the stone floor, and the mucus that soaked into her clothes was expanding its area with each wriggle.

Once the momentum subsided, Jenna finally dropped her back to the floor.

"Fuu, fuuu..."

(That's... I...)

While her breasts were being rubbed, she was stunned and opened her eyes under the spider.

At her age, she climaxed while leaking urine... it was more shocking than the first time she was attacked by the slime in the research tower, and her brain couldn't comprehend that fact.

Without knowing what had happened, Jenna was poked in the throat and her breasts were squeezed...... and soon she was rolling around on the floor, shaking her limbs again.

"Nmhh!? Guh, uuu!?"

(Wh, y, why, my throat... even though it was painful!?)

After a while, emotions other than pain began to mix with the voice that was leaking out, and her movements that was rolling on the floor began to mix with luster.

Gradually, what had started out as painful, her flailing movements changed by wriggling her hips and moving her legs in a frustrated manner.

Her hands, grasping the spider to pull it away, weakened, and Jenna slowly raised her back again, twitching a little.

"Nfu, nfu..."

She felt good to have her breasts squeezed even though it was painful to have her throat poked.

She felt both pain and comfort at the same time, and her mind was confused. The fact that her vision was blocked also added to her confusion, and she began to lose track of what situation she was in.

Was she lying on her back or on her stomach?

Was she being poked in her throat or was her breast being squeezed?

While being violated in the dark.

It was so painful and pleasant.

Jenna's throat was poked, her body goes wild?? her crotch was wet from the stimulation that could only be considered painful, and her beautiful snow-white skin turned red with excitement.

That was probably why.

"Mmhh, nmhhh!?"

(No, not now, don't touch me right now!!)

She sensed the change in the movements of the mucus on her clothes and tried to escape by swinging her body from side to side.

As she swayed her hips, her skirt rolled up further, exposing her underwear completely.

Her pure white fabric of her underwear was transparent with sweat, and the crotch part was completely discolored with love juice and urine.

The flesh underneath was repeatedly opened and closed, even though it was not penetrated by a tentacle, and the color of the flesh was beautiful and unsullied.

It looked like a movement that seemed to be inviting a tentacle, but it did not violate the most important part and sensitive bottom.

It was sticking to her throat and rubbing her breasts?? that was all.

Even with that alone, Jenna's limbs poisoned by the aphrodisiac felt enough pleasure and climaxed again.

"Fuu, uuu!?"

(This is, easily??)

She couldn't believe that she had climaxed easily.

She didn't have that much sexual experience, but she didn't think she was sensitive enough to climax from a breast massage.

But Jenna's entire body was shaking from the stimulation of her breasts, and her movements were getting stronger and more intense.

With her face covered, Jenna didn't notice.

She didn't realize how wildly and shallowly she was bucking her hips.

Her unstimulated lower body swayed her hips in frustration, and she was aware of the heat building up in her womb.

But the stimulation from her breasts and throat could not cool the heat in the back of her womb, and no matter how many times she climaxed...... instead of it being released, the frustration would only increase.

Because she couldn't see it with her own eyes, Jenna shook her hips?? and climaxed again, easily.

"Uuu..."

(This is, such a thing... how long.)

It was as though she wanted her vagina to be penetrated as soon as possible, but Jenna didn't realize it.

Her companion who could point it out was being violated near her, and the information she needed to confirm it was unavailable because her vision was blocked.

She just shook her hips according to her instincts without realizing it.

The woman called a saint shuddered shallowly, her breasts shifting in and out of shape, a different kind of voice from her anguish escaped Jenna's mouth, making her limbs twitch.

Her breasts were squeezed, which led directly to climax, and then her nipples, which were showing even through her pure white vestments and underwear, were roughly pinched.

"Fuuuu!?"

That was enough to make Jenna climax, and her crotch sprayed out love juice and pee again.

A steaming puddle that had been created on the cold stone floor expanded in the area, spreading a different smell than that of the slime in the dungeon.

......Still, the spider blocking Jenna's mouth and the mucus rubbing her breasts did not stop.

It was discipline.

She felt good to be poked in her throat, and when she climaxed, she pissed her pants?? a discipline for a female that was too shallow to be called saintly.

The string that held her beautiful blonde hair in a braid came undone in the frenzy and spread out on the stone floor.

Her beautiful hair was immediately stained with slime mucus, Jenna's own love juice, and urine, and stuck to her cheeks and forehead as well as her clothes.

It was a mess.

Two beautiful women were being rolled on the cold stone floor, violated and defiled by the slimes that looked like a caterpillar and a spider, and their dignity was about to be destroyed.

Fornelis, still being pushed down by the caterpillar, screamed in agony as it poked her vagina, asshole, and throat violently.

Jenna, whose face was blocked by a spider, was rolling around on the floor, spraying piss all over the place.

...And next was Leticia.

The intelligent and beautiful half-elf queen, the wife of the hero, her crotch was wet as she was shown the lasciviousness of her two best friends.

Her body has been fully developed for a year, her arms, legs, and hips have grown fleshy, and her breasts and buttocks have grown one size larger.

The only strenuous exercise she got was sexual intercourse, and her limbs had gotten weak to resist the tentacles' commands.

"......"

(Mana...)

She noticed that while her two best friends were being violated, it was recovering a bit.

It was a small amount.

The amount of mana could only create a single fireball, and because she knew she couldn't resist the slime with that, Leticia's expression darkened, and walked away as the tentacle pull her.

??While watching her two best friends being violated on the floor, she thought she was next.

Leticia, whose mana had been restored, was given priority to be violated. The Black Ooze had already gained power far beyond her, but it was still wary about Leticia and Fiana, as well as several mages and knights.

A hero who defeated the demon king.

Knights and mages who have been fighting since the time when the Demon King existed.

Their experience was a threat, and its instincts told it that it had to constantly take away their mana to keep them powerless.

That was why, when Leticia's mana recovered even slightly?? she was violated.

To take away her mana

To gain more power.

......Because she understood that, Leticia's crotch naturally got wet and anticipated with fear that she would be deprived of her mana.

The filthy mucus extended from the ceiling, from the walls, from all directions, and caught Leticia.

She did not resist. She couldn't.

Because the past year had reminded her that it was pointless, and it was etched into her core.

No matter how much she flailed to get out of her restraints, no matter how little mana she used to attack, no matter how much she slashed it with her hidden weapon?? it was meaningless to Black Ooze.

It was no longer possible for Leticia, once trapped and exhausted, and Fornelis and Jenna, deprived of their weapons, to resist or escape.......

Leticia was determined that she would win and that she would not lose because Fornelis and the others had not yet been captured.

She had a faint hope that the two of them could resist the slime.

Now, the two of them were caught.

She didn't show it on her face, but her heart sank deeper and the strength drained from her limbs.

She was made aware that it was despair.

"……Ahh"

As she thought of the disgrace she was about to experience, a name suddenly crossed her mind.

Her body delighted and her heart sunk in despair, what reminded her was...... Mariabelle.

Fornelis and Jenna had told her that Mariabelle was coming, but Leticia didn't know how well her daughter, who had inherited her father's black hair and black eyes, could fight.

In her mind, Mariabelle was just a kind-hearted?? and a daughter who was expressing herself appropriately as her age suggested.

An ordinary girl who was not good at magic and loved stuffed animals.

A beloved daughter who grew up kindly, though she was a little unreliable as a royalty.

If that girl was in the castle and was captured by the Black Ooze...... just thinking about it made her heart burst, and she was so scared, so horrified that her legs, wet with love juice, started to tremble.

"No!!"

It was not a spur-of-the-moment thought.

As soon as the image of her two daughters, Mariabelle and Meltia, being violated in her imagination came to mind, Leticia used what little mana she had to resist, even though she understood it was pointless, and destroyed the shackle that was pulling at her like cattle.

"Leave those kids alone!!"

It was a dungeon, but the cell was not locked.

The women were stuck to the wall or floor, so it was pointless.

It was not just the shackle that Leticia's magic destroyed, but she used all of her recovered mana to turn it into a shockwave that blasted the surrounding area.

The iron prison blew up, destroying the walls and causing the entire dungeon to tremble, though only slightly.

The mucus that had been clinging to the surrounding walls slowed down, but only slightly. Unable to react to the sudden attack, Leticia broke free for a moment.

She held out her hand to help her two best friends on the floor, but her magic did not work.

She had run out of mana.

She clicked her tongue and ran off, still naked.

(Maria, Meltia...)

After a year of being violated and trapped, her love for her daughters were the only thing occupying her thoughts?? but before the queen could reach the stairs leading to the surface, she was captured by tentacles.

Easily.

Naturally. The slimes were everywhere?? throughout the castle.

......It was just a woman, a mage who had run out of mana.

"Let go?? Release me!!"

Leticia went wild like she never had before.

She waved her hands around, kicked the slime, and desperately tried to get to the ground.

But it was pointless.

The tentacles effortlessly restrained her flailing arms, entangled her legs, and pushed Leticia down to the floor, just like her two best friends.

......Both the caterpillar and the spider were heading towards her.

"Let go?? Maria, Meltia!! No, nooo?? muguhh!?"

The spider stuck to her face, and the caterpillar, which was unimaginably heavy from the outside, pushed Leticia down.

The spider's meat stick penetrated her mouth and the caterpillar's meat stick...... easily penetrated her vagina and asshole.

No matter how much they change their shape, they were still mucus, and she couldn't prevent it with force or with her teeth.

"Nghhhh!?"

Still, Leticia went wild.

She bit the spider's meat stick and kicked the slime with her legs to pull off the caterpillar.

Her back scraped against the stone floor, and the pain reminded her of reality.

(Maria and Meltia are here. Here, in the castle??)

The fear of being violated by the slime was nothing when she thought of her daughters.

Leticia flailed and struggled to get to the ground, knowing that she had to do something to save her daughters.

But......

"Nfuu!? Nghhh!?"

The caterpillar began to move.

As it did to Fornelis, it poked her vagina and asshole as roughly as though it was driving a stake into the ground, and her body that had been developed for a year easily overflowed with love juice from deep inside, and her entire body relaxed.

(No, please!? Stop, stop iiit!?)

Leticia shook her head with tears streaming down her face, desperately pleading in her mind.

(Nooo... please, my daughters, not my daughters.)

With tears streaming down her face, she desperately appealed to the slime with her eyes.

She couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't bear it.

Hearing her daughter's name, something inside Leticia may have crumbled and broken.

Something that supported her, such as a sense of duty?? something that made her proud to be the queen of her country.

It shattered.

"Nmhhhh??!?"

Leticia climaxed easily, having been fully developed.

Her face reddened as she squirted violently at the climax after only a few thrusts.

Fear, humiliation...... Above all, she felt defeated that her daughter was fighting while she, the mother, was being violated by the slime and easily climaxed.

Her arms and legs immediately lose strength, and the corners of her eyes droop slackly...... Still, her arms somehow press against the caterpillar's chest in an attempt to push it back.

Resistance.

But that was something that the slime could not tolerate.

Especially a powerful mage named Leticia must be disciplined so that she could not resist.

"Fuuu!?"

The caterpillar slammed its hip against Leticia's with a thud.

The shock made her ample breasts, which had grown one size larger, rippled softly, and her nipples erect with pleasure.

Normally, the impact would have been painful and violent, but what Leticia felt was a pleasure so strong that it pierced her brain.

Her fully-developed body felt the pleasure of being roughed up, her crotch wet and saliva flowing.

"Mghhh!?"

The spider that had been covering her face regenerated its meat stick and let it invade her mouth again.

Leticia tried to bite it off again, but this time the meat stick was too elastic to bite through.

Instead, as though the bite was pleasurable, it intensified its movements and began to penetrate Leticia with more intensity than it had done to Jenna.

"Ga, kugu?? nghhh!? Gufuu!?"

(It, hurts... stop...)

The thrust to her throat caused gastric juices to flow backward, and her head that was about to run out of oxygen was unable to think properly.

The only thing that came to mind was pain, but her body that had been developed felt the violation from the caterpillar was a pleasure and she climaxed while shedding tears due to pain.

Her limbs adapted to the pleasure much faster than the two earlier, and soon Leticia's body gave up the idea of escaping to the ground.

(Maria?? Maria, Meltia??. I'm sorry, I'm sorryyy!!)

"Nghhhhh!?"

Leticia climaxed as she was pushed down on the floor.

In the back of her mind, she imagined her two daughters with a peaceful smile on their faces, talking to her, their mother.

"Higuu!? No?? noooo!?"

"Nghhhhhhh!?"

"Mmhhhhh!?"

The heroes who saved the world.

The friends who traveled with the hero.

The three beautiful women. The queen, the princess, and the woman who was called a saint.

However, the three were defiled by caterpillars and spiders, pushed down on the cold stone floor, and repeatedly climaxed while spraying squirt and urine.

The torment did not end.

No matter how many times the three of them climaxed, no matter how many times they made charming noises at the same time, no matter how much they resisted, no matter how much they pleaded for help.......

The torment would not end.

It was discipline.

To not disobey anymore.

To make them understand that the three of them were just sacks of flesh to be impregnated with slime children.

The muffled roars of the three echoed in the dungeon...... and were swallowed by the darkness.