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The underground laboratory was filled with tentacles.
The slippery tentacles wrapped around Makima’s body and began to toy with her.
“W-wait! You can’t go in there… ngh♥!”
Not satisfied with just invading her womb, the tentacles even targeted her urethra.
Thin tentacles, like a string of small beads, pushed in one by one, making Makima’s hips jerk each time.
Splat! Splat!
With powerful spurts, she climaxed again and again.
‘My lower body is done for now.’
Her lower half was already conquered by the tentacles.
They had invaded every possible place, and her legs were half-buried in tentacles as well.
Apparently aware of this, the tentacles split into three and latched onto her breasts.
“Nngh♥! W-what is this…♥!”
Vrrrrr!
She thought they would just suck, but unexpectedly, countless nodules around her nipples began to rotate.
Thanks to the fluid being secreted inside, it didn’t hurt, but the sensation of being rubbed by the nodules made her brain feel like it was melting.
She wondered if her melted brain would start leaking out her nose.
A bizarre mix of fear and pleasure.
She wanted to enjoy the pleasure more, but at the same time wanted to run away from the source of this terror.
But whether she would run or stay wasn’t up to Makima-it was up to the tentacles.
“Ehe♥? Where are you putting that tentacle now… nooo♥!”
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
A tentacle plugged her ear as if to block it.
But the ear was just an entrance;
the tentacle slowly went deeper, eventually reaching the most dangerous part of a human.
“No…! What are you doing to my brain… uhohot♥!”
Countless thin tentacles branched out and latched onto her brain, making Makima’s body convulse.
A scientist once said that emotions are just chemical reactions in the brain.
Conversely, if you could manipulate the brain, couldn’t you also manipulate emotions?
Makima had tried researching this herself,
but frequent failures and excessive costs made her abandon the experiment.
Yet the tentacles seemed to mock her failures,
skillfully manipulating her brain to create fake emotions.
‘No…♥! I don’t want to enjoy being raped by tentacles…♥!’
Splurt! Splurt!
Her body, pushed to its limits by repeated pleasure,
was then flooded with serotonin, forcing her to feel happiness in this situation.
Her mind hated it, but her body felt ultimate joy-a cruel irony.
If this kept up, her brain would really break.
“Ngh♥! Please stop…♥! I don’t want to climax through my brain♥!”
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
But despite her words, her body was lost in pleasure, happier than ever.
No worries, no pain-just pure pleasure.
She knew it was all fake, but…
‘This is dangerous♥! At this rate, I’ll really fall in love♥!’
A flood of information was transmitted directly to her brain.
It was all about the Korean director candidate, Kim Jinwoo.
Every time new information entered her brain, it triggered a signal,
and her body felt joy every time she learned something about Kim Jinwoo.
‘I don’t want to know this…♥! I don’t even want to know…♥! His hobby is raping women… that’s so cool♥!’
Splurt! Splurt!
Makima was delighted as she learned more about Kim Jinwoo.
She’d been called a genius since birth and always said her brain existed to store excellent information,
but the more she learned about Kim Jinwoo-information she once considered trash-
the more she climaxed with joy.
Certainly, this was information a genius didn’t need.
She once thought it was worthless trash.
“Eh…♥?”
Then, a peculiar tentacle appeared in front of her face,
like a flower bud, and began emitting pink smoke.
At first, she tried to resist,
but with her limbs bound, resistance was futile.
Her only option was…
‘Okay, I’ll just hold my breath. If I hold my breath, I can withstand this attack… ngh♥!’
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
As if expecting her to resist this way,
the tentacles covering her lower body intensified their assault,
pounding her womb even harder and stimulating her from inside.
Even the tentacles in her urethra and anus were busy stimulating her erogenous zones.
“Ohohohot♥! Ohohot…♥?”
Whoosh.
With a rough moan, Makima inhaled the tentacle’s smoke.
Her sharp expression vanished, replaced by a vacant, dopey look.
‘Huh? Why am I resisting? What was I resisting for? If I think a little, I might remember…’
Even the gas attack didn’t break her immediately.
So the tentacles didn’t give up,
forcing their way into her mouth and flooding her insides with gas.
‘Hehe, it feels good…♥.’
Makima’s intelligence plummeted.
The title of Japan’s greatest genius was meaningless now-
she was just a heat-crazed, pleasure-addicted female.
Soon, all resistance faded,
and she began actively responding to the tentacles.
‘More…♥! Pound my pussy more♥!’
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
As Makima moved her hips, the tentacles thrust into her even harder.
Then, a sharp pain in her nipples made her look down in surprise.
Her breasts swelled like balloons,
becoming vulgar and mindless.
‘Hehe, now my boobs are just his type♥. I’m so happy♥.’
Realizing she’d become even more suited to his tastes,
Makima felt indescribable happiness.
At first, she flailed in the swamp,
but now she was diving in willingly.
‘No, it’s not enough. I need to get even closer to his tastes!’
Finally, Makima crossed the last line and went berserk.
Sensing this, the tentacles became even rougher with her body.
“Ohohot♥! Yes, this is it♥! Be rougher with me♥!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
The tentacles moved as if to break Makima’s body,
but the more broken she became, the more she loved it,
squirting with joy.
The tentacles enjoyed her body,
remaking her even more to their liking.
By the time Jeongsahwa and others arrived,
only a vulgar-bodied Makima and an unconscious Kim Jinwoo were left.
“Hello! I am your female slave, Tamano Makima!”
“…What?”
As soon as I opened my eyes, Makima saluted me.
But her breasts and hips seemed bigger than before-was it just my imagination?
More importantly, her attitude toward me was clearly different.
Something definitely happened!
‘What the hell happened?’
After eating the third Change Ball and seeing the last message, I had no memory of what happened.
What happened during that time?
And what does it mean that the blood of the Outer God is reacting?
I was born to perfectly ordinary human parents-
I’m just an ordinary human.
So why do I have the blood of an Outer God?
‘Ah, is it that?’
Milk is white, but its actual composition is the same as blood.
So after drinking so much Outer God milk, maybe it replaced my blood?
Life never goes as planned.
Who would have thought that just sucking some Outer God tits would lead to this?
“Um, Makima?”
“Yes! You need a pussy, right? Please use mine right away.”
Was she waiting for me to speak?
The moment I said something, she immediately offered up her ass.
No, I was just trying to ask a question, not satisfy my lust.
But since she offered, it’d be a shame not to take her.
After a moment’s thought, I got up from the bed and immediately went for Makima’s pussy.
“Nngh♥! Kim Jinwoo’s cock is here♥!”
Thrust!
A tight pussy that wrapped perfectly around my cock-
the ideal fit for my tastes.
To think she did such bad things with such a good pussy-
she needs some discipline.
“Why did you do such things with a pussy this good!”
“I didn’t know♥! All a female needs to do is act cute for a man…♥! There’s no need to be smart…♥! I didn’t even know something so simple♥!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Makima apologized as I pounded her hard.
With each thrust, her breasts bounced up,
clapping together with a slap!
The faster I went, the more her breasts clapped,
and combined with her moans, it made for a lewd symphony.
“I had happiness right in front of me♥! Please punish this stupid female who wasted time with your cock♥!”
“I was going to do that anyway!”
“Nghooot♥!”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
I alternated spanking Makima’s ass,
making her squeeze her pussy even tighter.
At the same time, her juices sprayed everywhere-
she really is a masochist, which makes me like her even more.
Just as I was focused on Makima’s pussy,
the door suddenly opened and a familiar face entered.
“Kim Jinwoo, excuse me for a moment.”
“Oh, you’re here?”
“Nngh♥! Cock…♥! Kim Jinwoo’s cock is the best♥!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Finally, someone arrived to explain things.
Jeongsahwa didn’t care whether I was fucking Makima or not,
and immediately began her report.
“First, there’s nothing wrong with your body, Kim Jinwoo. We did a full check-up, and you’re actually healthier than before.”
“Was that necessary?”
“You were unconscious for 24 hours. A full check-up was essential.”
I was out for 24 hours?
Given Makima’s reaction, it wasn’t just unconsciousness.
Did another self awaken inside me?
Does that mean I can swap with another me now?
At least I’d be good at card games.
“Makima said you turned into a tentacle monster during that time.”
“Is that true, Makima?”
“Yes♥. Tentacle-monster Kim Jinwoo made me like this♥.”
Now everything made sense.
Cthulhu is most famous for madness,
but tentacles are even more iconic.
After abusing both Outer God milk and Change Balls,
I turned into a tentacle monster and fucked Makima for 24 hours.
Thanks to that, Makima became a female slave perfectly tailored to my tastes,
and Jeongsahwa immediately secured my safety when she entered the lab.
“Thank you. You saved me.”
“No, I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, Kim Jinwoo.”
“Nghot♥! Ongooot♥!”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
Makima’s moans broke the serious mood.
Well, it’s my fault for not stopping my hips,
but with such a good pussy, how could I stop?
Since things were this far, I decided to finish,
pounding her even faster.
“Live a good life from now on!”
“Yes♥! I’ll be a slave to your tastes, Kim Jinwoo♥!”
Viewwwwwut! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
I pumped her full of morning cum.
After all, cumming comes before washing up when you wake up.
“But that’s not all you wanted to say, is it?”
“…You’re too perceptive, Kim Jinwoo.”
After all the time we’ve spent together,
she wouldn’t come so early just for this.
I let Makima handle the cleanup blowjob
and listened to Jeongsahwa’s next report.
“Now that you’ve conquered the Japanese branch of the Erotic Administration Bureau, there’s only one thing left.”
“The Setsuki family.”
One of the S-rank onaholes,
Setsuki Nana, is in the Setsuki family.
Once I conquer them, it’s as good as conquering Japan.
But my opponent is one of only seven S-rank onaholes in the world.
If I take them lightly, I could get wrecked instead.
At that moment, Jeongsahwa handed me a small envelope.
Curious, I took it and checked inside.
“Am I seeing this right?”
“It’s my first time seeing something like this too, but it’s not fake.”
The envelope was an invitation-
from none other than the Setsuki family, where we were about to go.
Looks like they’re getting ready to make a move.
I can’t just sit still either.
