Inside the Cave of Obscenity

Chapter Volume 2 1: Fate

"Nn―― mmghhh"

A muffled voice could be heard from the dimly lit building.

Many stone buildings were destroyed, the flags, and carvings that had been made with fine tools were stained with ash and dust, and the sky was covered with thick gray clouds as though to show its devastation.

Every day, morning and night, the sound of women's roaring and sobbing leaked out from inside the largest building― the castle of Fonteau, where the royal family lived and served by the nobles.

It came from the throne room at the innermost part of the building and struck the ears of the woman who was the queen of the country that was trapped there.

Every time she heard it, the queen, Leticia, thought.

I'll never forgive you.

I'm going to kill you.

Her chest was burned with hatred, stared at the slime, which was a collection of shapeless mucus, but as soon as her mana accumulated, it was taken from her and she was violated as a helpless woman just like the other elves.

Her silver hair, which used to be as beautiful as a jewel, was now covered with dirty mucus and smelled foul.

The same goes for her entire body.

Her dress was tattered from being treated so roughly, her left breast was exposed on one side, and her garter belt and underwear were visible through the cut in her torn skirt.

Her entire white porcelain skin, which used to be more beautiful than jewels, was stained and sullied―― Leticia's state, the symbol of the country, could be said to be the current Fonteau itself.

There was once a land of elves and humans that flourished, where the streets were filled with humans and demi-humans by day, and lit up by the never-ending light of torches at night.

Fonteau.

It was the country of elves that specialized in magic, where the hero passed on the knowledge from the other world and made it prosper.

The wife of the hero and one of his companions who subdued the Demon King. The half-elf Queen Leticia ruled the country, but now more than half of it had been destroyed by a murky mucus monster.

Stone buildings, wooden carriages, sewers to keep things clean.

Places that were easy to be seen from the outside. Places that were hidden from public view.

A collection of murky mucus was stirring everywhere.

The weakest monster in this world. If one could use magic...... no, even using the flame from the torch, one should be able to kill it easily. It was a slime.

Normally, they were about the size of a human fist, and even the largest slime could only swallow a wild dog whole.

However, the slimes that had overrun the town of Fonteau were as big as a one-story building, they were not compressing but that was just the size of an individual slime.

Some were even two times larger than that.

The slime creature had a nucleus within its mucus, which determined the amount of mucus it could utilize.

It was true that they could increase their volume slightly by taking in livestock or humans, but there was still a limit.

That was normal. It was common sense.

However, the slime with its dirty, muddy mucus was...... special.

One could only say that it was bad luck.

If the nucleus of the slime, the Black Ooze, had been crushed by another beast when it was just born, it would have died out on its own.

No matter how huge and powerful it became, it was still just a slime.

If one could crush its core, that was it.

That was it. It was over.

But that was no longer possible.

The slime that defiled the beautiful city that had reached its peak of prosperity was special.

Not only did it grow endlessly, but it also absorbed the knowledge and mana of the beings it took in, as well as the "magic" that the elves were excel at, which twisted the logic of the world to create miracles.

By absorbing a human or demi-human man and gaining their mana and knowledge, it was able to use magic and even counter its weakness of fire using water and ice magic.

And above all, the Black Ooze, which had become a male by absorbing men, had learned to violate and impregnate females.

More than ten years ago.

The Demon King who could create monsters was defeated, and the number of monsters in this world had been decreasing.

The day of their extinction would come one day.

It was common knowledge that the Demon King was the only one who could create monsters.

On the contrary, in a world where the Demon King had been defeated, the number of monsters would not increase―― it should have been.

That was why the hero left this world.

He returned to his original world.

Leticia, her old companions, and the inhabitants of this world who admired the hero's glory were sad but relieved that the hero's mission was done.

......However.

There was a new life born, as though to escape their "extinction".

A creature that could violate, impregnate, and procreate with women.

Slime.

This was the result.

Slimes that have inherited the same abilities as the original Black Ooze have flooded the surface and taken over an entire country.

It was a country that was made prosperous by a hero who appeared from another world and defeated the demon king more than ten years ago.

And now, other countries would be informed of this new threat.

The country where the companions who traveled with the hero and defeated the Demon King were.

The beastmen kingdom and the holy kingdom.

There were only two countries left on the continent.

The country which Queen Leticia ruled was the Magic Kingdom of Fonteau, and the country of her companions who supported the hero and traveled with her.

Naturally, the Black Ooze, who absorbed all the remaining men in Fonteau, also knew about that.

As knowledge.

It was a monster that didn't have thoughts, but a monster that had swallowed thousands of lives had a "will" within itself.

It was knowledge, wisdom, and experience.

The way of life that thousands of people experienced, learned, and mastered as skills, the Black Ooze contained all of it in its filthy body.

From there, it decided what to do next.

Instinct.

First and foremost.

The instinct of a monster that had taken in a "human man", a creature with a will that insects and beasts did not have.

Violate a woman.

Impregnate a woman.

Increase the number of its kind.

Just for that reason, the Black Ooze multiplied.

It multiplied, and multiplied, and multiplied, and kept on multiplying... Wondering what its purpose was, but no, this monster surely wasn't thinking anything in particular.

It was just increasing.

It would continue to violate women and seek them out just for that purpose.

Even if it swallowed up the entire continent, it would probably not change its mind in the slightest.

That was its instinct.

That was all it thought about. That was all it lived for.

Even today, the slimes were still crawling around the ruined castle town of Fonteau in search of new women, and some of them have already left Fonteau to attack the neighboring villages.

Their territory and range increased day by day, and everyone was fleeing from the country of Fonteau.

That was how the land of the elves, made prosperous by the hero from the other world, was destroyed.

"Mmghhhh!?"

Even though it was daytime, the muddy mucus sticking to the windows clouded the interior as though it was raining.

A bright red carpet. Ornaments decorated with gold. Stained glass shining in the sunlight.

All of them had lost their original brilliance.

The soft carpet absorbed the mucus and stuck to the stone floor, the golden ornaments all rolled on the floor as the Black Ooze ran rampant, and the stained glass failed to shine due to the mucus that stuck to it.

They gave a stronger impression of being "defiled" when left unclean than torn, shattered, and broke.

That was effective enough to make Leticia's heart, the queen who still had a little bit of reason left in her, one of the few "spectators" in the country of magic, squirm.

The country had been defiled by the slime.

The Queen wept while her legs slumped open on the Fonteau crest-decorated carpet, her torn and ragged dress stretched over her skin, and her white skin stained and bound by filthy mucus. With tears in her eyes, she was leaking out a muffled angry voice.

"Nghhh... fuu, fuu"

(I won't forgive you―― never, never!)

A tentacle from the filthy mucus was roughly shoved into her mouth to stop her from speaking, her neck was bound with a thick tentacle like a collar, and her hands were pulled over her head. She didn't look like the Queen of a country, but a dirty prisoner.

Her buttocks were on the floor near the crest of Fonteau, her legs were opened in an "M" shape position.

Even more than that, she was angry that her country, her people, and her memories had been defiled.

It was this anger that supported Leticia to this day.

Leticia didn't know how many days had passed since she was defeated and her country was taken from her.

Whether the sun rose or the night fell, the Black Ooze's sexual appetite did not diminish.

Naturally.

It was a monster that had taken in thousands of men.

Its sexual desire was beyond human knowledge, and that drive was focused on one thing: impregnating a woman.

Letitia was violated morning and night, made to squeal with the skills gained from thousands of men, and even when she fainted, it kept on violating her.

Sometimes she was violated in the throne room, and sometimes she was violated in the bathroom or bedroom when she regained consciousness.

The Black Ooze was changing viciously over time, as the digested man's will was slowly melding inside it.

It was not just violating Leticia.

It was playing with her, cutting down her noble spirit that defeated the demon king as a companion of the hero, but without completely breaking her―― yes, it was playing with her.

The Black Ooze, which had only been violating and impregnating women, was beginning to develop adaptability.

Even Leticia, who didn't know about the "past" Black Ooze, could see the change in it.

The Black Ooze had been violating her all day, morning and night, didn't even care if she was conscious or not―― and yet, in order to keep Leticia from dying, nutritional supplements made from dissolved food and animals were poured directly into her stomach every day and she was forced to consume them.

It was hell, where she couldn't die unless she took her own life.

The elves' life span was very long. They could live several times longer than humans, even ten times longer.

With her thoughts clouded by pleasure...... she tried to prevent the tentacle from entering her, she was putting all the strength she could muster in her lower body, but that was all.

The Black Ooze's tentacles were mucus and could easily penetrate if there was even a small gap.

That was how this monster brought down the country where magic flourished the most.

Its child invaded through the sewers, absorbed what the people of Fonteau discarded as garbage, and then took in the people of this country one by one―― it hid a child inside a human body and destroyed the country from the inside.

Compared to that, the strength of a single woman, even a queen, to tighten her vagina was no more than child's play.

At first, it created a thin tentacle, about as thin as a hair, to penetrate her vagina.

"――――"

Even though she was focusing her attention on her vagina, if it was just that thin, she wouldn't feel any kind of stimulation.

There was no change in Leticia―― but immediately, her eyes widened in astonishment.

The tentacle, which was initially as thin as a hair, slowly increased in mass and soon became the size of an adult man's pinky finger and then increased further.

"Wha―― why!?"

Even if she understood the characteristics of a slime, that didn't mean she could accept the cruel reality.

Her vagina, which had been tightened so tightly, was easily penetrated, and Leticia shouted in surprise. At the same time, her strongly tightened hole made Letitia understand the shape of the tentacle in detail.

As it was a mucus tentacle, its shape was not consistent. It was not much but the tentacle rippled as its surface was uneven, and in addition, its shape was deformed by the slime's instincts.

It rubbed against Leticia's vagina, and if she reacted by making a sweet voice and "feeling" it, it would change its shape to focus on that spot.

That action was done for all the women who were being violated in the country of Fonteau.

The more they felt pleasure, the more information they were giving to the Black Ooze, and the more intense the pleasure.

And if they climaxed and squirted out their love juice, it would be absorbed along with their mana and the Black Ooze would grow even more.

"Kuh―― sta... staph――"

She tried her best to speak through her blocked mouth, but of course, there was no way she would be heard.

Tears spilled from Leticia's eyes again.

Her breathing became disordered, and the woman who used to be the queen couldn't look away from her lower body while even her nose was dripping snot.

She knew what It was going to do.

She was scared.

She was terrified.

Even though she was a queen, even though she was a married woman, Leticia was a woman―― she had a man she loved. And the fruit of that love was born.

And yet...

"Fuu―― no, nooo"

Slowly, the tentacle began to move.

The feeling of the uneven surface rubbing against her vaginal walls almost made her hips fall out, and she easily relaxed her lower body, which had been showing its willingness to resist.

As it moved, tightening her vaginal wall was a bad idea.

She felt too good.

It was unbearable.

For Leticia, who had only known sexual intercourse to express her love with the hero, the one-sided pleasure that was being given to her for the first time in her long life as a half-elf would be rough, she was forced to climax, and it was still not stopping. That one-sided pleasure would change the life of the woman named Leticia.

When she had gone adventuring with the hero, she was strong and a little rough, but she had a side of her that spoiled the man she loved.

After her child was born and the hero left the world, she tried to be a good mother.

And the days of her being violated by the Black Ooze, unilaterally being given wild pleasure one way and another, being violated at all the time, day and night...... without stopping even if she fainted, left Leticia with the nobility of being a queen, but it also instilled a certain fear inside of her.

"No, staph―― fuu!?"

A sweet breath escaped from her.

Even though she was aware that it was very embarrassing, she couldn't stop it.

Her entire body was covered in sweet sweat, and her breasts, which were being stimulated even while she was doing that―― her entire body felt tingly and numb.

Slowly and gently, the tentacle invaded the depths of her vagina.

It was reaching her own womb. Even though she couldn't see it, she could feel and understand how far it had penetrated inside and where it was now.

Just a little more―― was she in desperation, or was she pleading to it, Leticia thought.

Just past the halfway there.

Then the shape of the tentacle rubbing her breasts changed.

It was like a five-fingered hand.

It grabbed her breasts, which were so rich that even a grown man would not be able to grab them in the palm of his hand, and squeezed them roughly.

Her right breast, which was protected by her dress and underwear, was entangled by a tentacle that had invaded under her underwear and was stimulated by the tentacle that wrapped around it.

A thin tentacle, no bigger than a pinky finger, wrapped around the base of her nipple and pinched it, while a thinner tentacle stimulated the mammary gland at the tip of her nipple.

"Fuu!?"

That was enough to make Leticia let out a charming sound and could not even spare any swearing thoughts even in her mind.

In addition, the tentacles that were stimulating her armpits changed from just tickling to licking, and the tentacles that were stimulating her neck crawled further up and wrapped around the long, pointed ears that were unique to elves.

When she heard the sound of the tentacles slurping in her ear, Leticia felt as though her brain was being licked and sucked.

Of course, it was an illusion, but sound was a piece of important information than what people thought.

If they thought that they were being licked and sucked inside their brain, their brain would perceive it as real, and the information would flow throughout their body.

At the same time, the tentacles were caressing her entire body, which was stained with mucus, so the combination of the information given by her ears, her entire body, and her brain was driving Leticia crazy.

Her eyes, which had been filled with the grace and strength of a queen, lost their power, and her beautiful red eyes, which were like red jewels, hid behind her eyelids and were steadily rolling back.

She was given full-body caresses that were impossible for humans to imitate, and the stimulation of the tentacle entering her vaginal passage was enough to make Leticia climax.

She was squirting a little from her urethra, just above her vagina's entrance, which was hidden by the tentacle and pure white underwear.

Perhaps because it was a climax, the vigorous tide flew slightly, staining the Fonteau crest that was carved into the carpet on the floor.

Leticia was not aware of that, and it happened while she was momentarily unconscious.

However, the slime did not relent in its violation.

When the slime realized that Leticia had climaxed, it pushed its tentacle deeper into her vagina, forcing the overflowing love juices out of her vagina.

Another thin tentacle swarmed with her love juices, stimulating her labia and her clitoris.

"――!? Fuahh!? Nghhh!?"

The stimulation brought Leticia back from fainting, and she remembered the situation she was in and began to rampage with all her strength.

(No, stop. If this kept on going―― Nooo)

There was no pride in being a queen, nor pride in being a mother.

Rather, it was an action to protect herself.

She was being made to climax.

It was given to her unilaterally, roughly, and forcibly―― and then she would climax and faint in a miserable manner.

She was afraid to expose herself like that.

A few moments ago, Leticia had fainted, albeit momentarily, with her eyes rolled back, but she flailed, not wanting to be any more disordered than she already was―― but the tentacle's restraints grew stronger and firmer the more she flailed.

"Nghhh!? Nn――――!!"

She couldn't move.

She was restrained so tightly that she couldn't even turn her head, and Leticia snorted loudly.

(This is not good!? I can't get away!?)

There was no chance of escape from the beginning. Leticia understood that.

Then, what couldn't she escape from?

It was the pleasure that was given to her.

The despair came quickly.

"Nghhh!? nn, nn―― nghh!"

She couldn't even turn her head away.

The tentacle's penetration, which began slowly, finally reached the deepest part of her vagina, and the tip poked the entrance to her womb.

She tried to shake her hips due to pleasure, but she couldn't, and she couldn't even shake her head and endure it.

Her entire body was restrained in place and she was just like a doll being poked and prodded.

"Fuu―― ughh, fuu, fuahh!!"

It poked her in the back of her vagina. It poked and poked her.

It strongly poked the entrance to her womb and made her feel like her hips were about to lift off the ground, but the tentacles that held her limbs in place prevented her from even taking reflexive action in response to the stimulation.

She screamed and squirted out from her urethra with each poke to her womb.

Fonteau's crest became wet and stained with Leticia's love juice.

Leticia couldn't see it.

However, the liquid Leticia squirted, as though the Black Ooze was playing with its toy, was staining Fonteau's crests in the carpet.

"Fuuh―― hii, ghhh!?"

However, it was unbearable for Leticia.

Every time she climaxed, she squirted, and if she squirted, she climaxed.

She knew that because she had experienced it many times before, but the Black Ooze didn't care how many times Leticia climaxed.

It would make her climax until it was satisfied and would not stop even if she fainted.

The continuous climaxes that defied her will made her lose consciousness several times, but the pleasure from her climaxes brought her back.

Leticia's eyes, which her body had been wildly pleasured so many times in such a short period of time, turned white as she looked up in the ceiling, tears streaming down her face, even snot dripping down her nose, and then she regained consciousness and lost it again.

Her beautiful silver hair hung down, absorbing mucus and sweat, and stuck to her cheeks.

The jewel-like beauty of her appearance was stained with mucus, and her beauty was losing its luster.

(Until when――)

How long would this continue?

She had thought about that many times already, but the answer was simple.

Until Leticia died.

Until her long life ended.

The screams continued endlessly.

Leticia, the women inside the castle, the women all over Fonteau.

That was the end of the country that was destroyed by the Black Ooze.