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“No– Captain!” With the amount of ringing in his ears after that hit to his head, Illuga couldn’t identify the voice yelling for him, nor could he focus on the sounds growing even more distant from fighting.
He was falling somewhere.
Trying to keep his team safe, Illuga ended up falling into a trap while the others were busy fighting a horde of the Wild Hunt. There was a seal, and then there was a hit, then absolute darkness as he fell into what felt like a bottomless pit.
The hole was quite tight, and he hit his head on a protruding rock as he fell. But the pain was about to become the least of his problems if he didn’t find a way to cushion his fall.
Luckily or unluckily for him, something caught him mid-air. Something soft and elastic. If he had to describe it, he would say it was like a gigantic spider web, but with how big and sturdy it was, the spider was probably big enough for Illuga to become concerned.
He tried looking around, but being so far down the cave, there wasn’t any light that could help him see better, and he didn’t know where his stuff had fallen.
A sudden noise caught his attention, and he instinctively tried to move his body towards the noise; however, he found out that the web-like thing was also sticky, and it was keeping him in place. This made him realise how dangerous the situation truly was, so he immediately summoned Aedon, who helped him illuminate the space just enough to see around.
This was the moment he finally saw the creature that owned the web. The creature he would become food for if he didn’t find a way to free himself from the trap; however, his head still hurt after being hit, so he found it hard to devise a plan of escape.
The creature was a purplish dark colour, which reminded him of abyssal creatures; this one was one he had never encountered or read about before, though. It looked slimy but was way bigger than any slimes he’d seen.
It didn’t seem to have eyes, but it apparently sensed movement, as it slowly crept closer to where Illuga was stuck. Seeing this, he debated whether to stay still, hoping it would leave him alone until someone inevitably came to rescue him, or to try to free himself somehow, knowing it would attract it but that way preventing the others from finding themselves in the same situation. If he escaped, then that was great, but if he was eaten, then no one else would have to descend the cave and put themselves in danger.
With that in mind, Illuga finally made a decision.
Gathering all his strength, he turned and fought with the web, seeing how the movement altered the slime-thing creature, but finally he set himself free.
He grabbed the rock wall, trying to find a way to climb up without risking falling back down; he picked a way and started making his way up, keeping his breathing in check lest the creature could also hear him.
But, just as he started to make progress, he felt something wrap around his waist. He looked down, noticing that the creature had grabbed him using something that resembled a tentacle, and without letting him think about a way to release himself, the creature pulled him down back onto the web, getting him stuck once again.
“Fuck…” he said as his back collided with the web. Aedon still helped him see, but without knowing what the creature was, he couldn’t predict what would happen. If he was eaten, then he simply hoped no one else followed him down or tried to rescue him.
The tentacle around his waist didn’t release him even though he was stuck on the net again; instead, it used more of its tentacles to surround Illuga, wrapping itself around his arms, legs and even neck. It eventually lifted him off the net, but Illuga was trapped all the same.
‘This is it,’ he thought, as the creature brought him close to itself, probably getting ready to eat him.
But the monster never did that. Instead, it used even more tentacles to tear apart his clothes quite roughly. Maybe the thing didn’t want to consume the cloth? Regardless, after removing his jacket and top, the creature pulled his trousers down along with his underpants and shoes, leaving his pussy exposed to the cold and dampness of the cave.
Just when he thought that the thing would finally eat him, he was proved wrong once again. The creature didn’t seem like it wanted to eat him at all, but Illuga couldn’t understand what it wanted from him then. If not food, then why was it so interested in him?
He came to know the answer to that pretty quickly when yet another tentacle appeared across from him. This one, however, looked even thicker than the ones that held him in the air. It also had a slit at the top that was secreting a substance Illuga couldn’t name.
“Wait… no, no, no, no, what are you doing?” he asked, more to himself than to the creature, as the bigger tentacle made its way towards his pussy, smearing the unknown substance all around it, making it feel way colder than before.
It then started making its way towards his hole, pushing slightly, noticing there was some resistance. It pulled back only to push again, managing to insert its head a tiny bit inside before getting more resistance from the stubborn hole.
Once again, it pulled back, then pushed again, this time more harshly, until it finally breached Illuga’s pussy, making him let out a scream due to the pain of being penetrated so suddenly and without proper lubrication.
The substance helped a bit with the friction, which made the creature continue to move inside of Illuga, who figured the thing wanted to breed with him. What else could it be doing? If it wasn’t going to eat him, then it wanted him to carry its babies.
He was sure he must be bleeding, but the creature only moved faster, releasing more of the substance inside of his pussy, which he didn’t know if he was grateful for, as it made it less painful, or disgusted by because of the whole nature of it.
The tentacles holding his legs pulled them further apart, giving the creature more space to do whatever it was it wanted to do to him. Illuga tried to close them, but the creature was just too strong.
A smaller but still quite thick tentacle made its way towards his anus, lubricating it plenty with that same substance he still didn't know anything about. Still, the thought of it entering him from behind scared him. No one had entered him there before.
“Ahh!” he screamed when the tentacle inserted itself inside of his anus. The pain was making him feel as if he was being split in two. Having both of his holes filled was also a weird sensation, but somehow the pain from having his pussy filled so suddenly was starting to dissipate in order to give way to the pleasure that was forming in his pelvis.
The tentacles moved in a found rhythm, one out while the other one went in. The newfound pleasure was mixing well with the pain he felt from behind, but it worked in a way that made Illuga almost forget that the situation he was in wasn't safe at all.
“Ah… ah!” There were soft moans leaving his mouth as the bigger tentacle went deeper inside of him, deeper than anyone else had ever been in.
With his mouth half-open, another tentacle took the chance to enter him yet again. This took him by surprise, especially because he now knew what the substance tasted like.
It was salty, but it wasn't bad. In fact, the more the tentacle poured it down his throat, the more he began to like it and the more it made his body feel like it was burning.
It was a weird thing that he was so scared a few moments ago, but with all three of his holes filled, he actually found it hard to think about anything else but the way he was fucked so deliciously. How did he start thinking like this? Was the substance affecting the way he thought? But he couldn't bring himself to fight it off.
No, he wanted to keep feeling like this. He wanted the big tentacle to keep fucking his pussy so fast and hard like no one before, to break him and ruin him for anyone else.
He wanted the one in his ass to breach where no one else had, to impale him in a way that would leave him feeling it for months afterwards. And most of all, he wanted the one in his mouth to use him however it wanted, to use his throat as a cum-dump.
These thoughts… he would rather die than let his team know about them, but in that moment, all his focus was on the way his three holes were being fucked so good, like he was nothing but holes for the monster to fuck full of its cum.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his lower side.
He couldn't understand what could have caused it, but when it came again, he realised that it was something that probably shouldn't be happening, yet his mind was so foggy that he just couldn't find it in himself to care.
The big tentacle pushed hard again and again inside his cunt until it finally breached what it was looking for.
If someone had told Illuga that a monster would be fucking his cervix, he wouldn't have believed it at all, and yet, it was happening, and Illuga wasn't fighting it. If anything, he would actively be begging for it if another tentacle wasn't so far down his throat.
Still, the pain was getting a bit hard to ignore, so the creature released a small tendril, with a slit at its tip, mimicking a mouth. It didn't have teeth, though.
The tendril latched on to Illuga’s clit, sucking it so hard that Illuga came immediately. His toes curled, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head with how good it felt. But the tendril didn't let go even after that; it kept on sucking on his clit, making him tremble due to the overstimulation.
And as if to make it worse – or better, if someone were to asked him – the creature released two more of the same tendril, this time letting them latch onto his nipples, sucking them in the same way the first one sucked on his clit.
It was too much. There was so much going on; the pain was completely forgotten when every single one of his holes was being pounded into, his nipples and clit were being played with with no mercy, and the creature kept pumping that substance inside of him, making him feel hotter, as if his skin was on fire.
One look downwards let him see the shape of the big tentacle, making his skin bulge around its shape, causing Illuga to feel a bit embarrassed at how much he loved what the creature was doing to his body.
He ended up coming again, but the creature didn't stop, using its tentacles to turn him upside down instead, still mid-air. This way, Illuga had a better view of Aedon, who continued illuminating the cave enough for him to see. His poor companion shouldn't have to see him like this, fucked to an inch of his life yet enjoying every second of it. How was he supposed to face it—face anyone after this?
Would he even go back to normal once he got back? Would he even be able to leave? Or would he become the creature's personal whore forever? If he ended up going back, how would he be able to become this satisfied ever again? He was ruined!
What would Flins say if he saw him like this? Would he still…?
"Mmm!" The noise he made was loud but muffled by the tentacle-cock still in his mouth.
The big tentacle fucking his cervix had started pumping him full of something. It was coating his womb with something. He wasn't sure if it was the same liquid as before, but soon he started to feel his stomach expand with it, making him look pregnant.
Maybe he was pregnant. What else would the creature mate with him for?
But the thought, somehow, didn't disgust him. Perhaps it was the effect of the substance making him feel that way; maybe when everything was over, he would think about it with a clear head and feel the repulsion he should have been feeling, but for now, he was happy to be the wife of the monster, to be the one being fucked full of its cum.
The creature soon started releasing more of that liquid—cum down his throat—and he was sure his ass was being filled too. The tendrils that latched onto his nipples and clit continued with their suction, but the pleasure was starting to feel almost like torture.
He came again, then again, then once more.
His body was so tired that he ended up passing out a couple of times but always coming back to consciousness when the big tentacle penetrated his cervix in a way meant to wake him up. Painful, but turning pleasurable the moment his eyes opened again.
It went on like this for who knows how long, but Illuga didn't feel hunger or thirst; his only desire was to feel the monster fucking him so well…
But soon, all of the tentacles left him at once, leaving him feeling bereft and a bit disoriented.
He was placed back onto the net, with both of his legs still spread apart mostly out of instinct rather than because of the monster's will. And he was stuck like that, panting heavily while cum oozed out of his well used holes.
One of his arms had avoided being stuck on the net, so he used it to touch his still expanded stomach, and he realised that if someone were to see him, they would think he was six months pregnant.
"Fuck…" His voice was rough, and his throat hurt quite a bit. He barely even remembered the pain in his head from the hit against the rock, but then it came back, and with it also came the memory of where exactly he was and what he'd been up to.
Feeling his cheeks heating up, he wished he was able to find his clothes in case anyone came looking for him lest they find him indecent. However, before he could even start struggling against the net, there was some movement to his other side, and a little help from Aedon let him see that it was the monster… except that the monster was to his right side, and this one was on his left—
That's how he found himself being fucked again. His holes were all filled up, as the tentacles moved in and out of every single one, fucking him without rhythm, more aggressively than the first creature and also more passionately.
Illuga couldn't hold himself back either, using his hands to stroke the slimy creature whenever he was able to reach a tentacle, making sure to thank it for fucking him so deliciously. He used his tongue to play around the tentacle in his mouth, sucking it hungrily as it left his mouth only to enter him again, and using his throat as a pussy.
At one point, the creatures fucked him at the same time, and he took two of the big tentacle-cocks in his pussy at the same time, making feel stretched like never before, but as tears of pleasure left his eyes, the third one impaled his ass again and the one in his mouth continued to fuck him.
There were four tentacles inside of him, and he was taking them like a good slut. And it didn't end there. He was used again and again, countless times, making him completely forget about the time, about his duty, his team, his friends, his love—
The substance was truly strong. It rendered him completely useless; a simple set of holes for the monsters to fuck as they pleased. It made him stop thinking and start desiring.
It made him wish he could stay there forever, to become the wife of the creatures of only so he could feel this good all the time. To be touched so deep inside, to have cum coming out of his holes all the time.
With these thoughts, he came one last time alongside the tentacles inside of him. He was filled to the brim with cum, and he loved it so much.
He was eventually placed again on the net. His stomach now looked around nine months pregnant, even with all the cum oozing out of him. His skin was sticky with cum and sweat, and his hair was a mess. He ended up completely passing out due to the exhaustion.
This was how the bluish light reflected on his body.
Flins slashed the creatures and made sure they were truly dead before he turned towards his captain, who looked quite… pitiful. Still, he removed his coat and placed it around Illuga, looking around for any of his stuff that he could salvage, but the clothes were all torn.
He carefully picked Illuga up and made his way upwards and out of the cave, where the rest of the team had set up camp after dealing with the Wild Hunt. They had returned after calling for reinforcements—meaning Flins—in order to save their captain.
With Illuga in his arms, he made sure to shield him from the view of the others in the camp.
"I got him." That was all he said.