Inside the Cave of Obscenity

Chapter Volume 4 8: Elven Princess 2 (Aphrodisiac,

By the time Kara had persuaded Mariabelle to calm down after her rampage and descend the mountain, the sun was just about to set behind the mountain.

The number of slimes they had defeated in the entrance of the abandoned mine was well over twenty, and even so, the slimes kept springing up from the depths.

As expected, even Marabelle began to show signs of fatigue, and as a result, she withdrew.

"Kara-san... Is onee-sama safe?"

"...Mariabelle-sama. I don't want to lie to you, but I also don't want to tell you the truth―― so I will refrain from answering."

Kara couldn't say anything more.

What would happen when one was captured by a slime―― that was what Kara, and Mariabelle, knew firsthand.

After telling the mages from Fonteau not to leave Mariabelle alone, Kara went to the beastmen who had entered the village to make sure it was safe.

"I was thinking of camping out in front of the abandoned mine, but...... I guess I was wrong."

"We never know what was the slime was mimicking. Besides, we can't put Mariabelle-sama in any more danger."

The beastman was also a warrior who fought in front of the abandoned mine.

He had drunk a potion beforehand that suppressed the effects of the paralyzing poison and was one of the fox people with high resistance to poison among beastmen.

The blond warrior with long pointed ears and a big tail was worried about Mariabelle, who was depressed after her sister was captured.

"When she came to Grabalt, she really looked like...... a normal princess."

"Now she's stronger than the people here. Even without the holy sword and armor of the hero."

The image of Mariabelle fighting in anger in front of the abandoned mine was really, really strong.

The slime's mucus evaporated, shattering the core, and the holy armor prevent the paralyzing poison from affecting her.

Mariabelle was truly a natural enemy of monsters―― a hero.

Remembering that, the fox warrior, a warrior from Grabalt, where power was the most important thing, looked at her with respect and at the same time said a few words of confusion.

"Is it possible to become that strong in just a few months? The hero..."

"......Well, it looks like she pushed herself a little too hard this time."

"We have to protect her. I feel like she can really eradicate the slime."

"I agree. But I didn't know that Meltia-sama and Fenelieka were kidnapped......"

Kara, a petite woman with chestnut-colored hair whose white coat she always wore was stained with slime mucus, exhaled deeply, expressing her tiredness.

In fact, aside from Meltia, who had powerful magic, it was somewhat unbelievable that even Fenelieka, who was also a monster, was kidnapped by the slime.

"She could have escaped in the commotion. She was helping us."

"I see......"

Kara let out another sigh at the mage's report.

(What do you think you're doing?)

She didn't think she had an auspicious character to have changed her mind.

However, it was also true that the succubus had helped humans. She was thinking about it carefully.

It was not something she could simply think of as a monster.

"Anyway. Today, we will spend the night in this village, and tomorrow morning, we will go rescue Meltia-sama and the others. Does anyone have any objections?"

After resting for a while in the village at the foot of the mountain, several beastmen and warrior priests entered the largest house and checked inside.

After checking every nook and cranny for hidden slime, Kara and the others also entered the building.

Even though it was the largest house in the village, it could only accommodate a few people. Even in the living room, it would be difficult for ten people to take a rest.

After that, they checked out two more nearby houses and decided to split into three places to rest.

Even though it was in the village, it had been occupied by slimes until yesterday. The guards were set up, and even though they were resting, they were still mentally tense.

By the time they decided on the order of the guards, the sun had completely set, and they lit several bonfires in the village.

Darkness was the domain of monsters―― everyone knew that slime was hard to distinguish from darkness, especially since its body was almost black.

"Then Mariabelle-sama. Let's get some rest for today."

Kara said as she handed a piece of bread to the dejected Mariabelle.

"Eh, I'll be on watch too......."

"No, Mariabelle-sama. You will need your strength tomorrow. Take a rest today and recover your strength."

"That's―― I'm the only one taking a rest."

Mariabelle objected, concerned that she was the only one not on night watch.

However, for Kara and the group, Mariabelle was their greatest asset.

Kara and the group need to avoid leaving her exhausted for tomorrow's battle.

However, Kara already knew that this gentle hero would not accept the special treatment.

It was about a week before they came to the village. It was something that Mariabelle had said many times during that time.

Don't treat her as special. Do the same work as everyone else......

"Is that so... I understand."

"Kara!?"

Even in this situation, Mariabelle would not give up, and she would not waste time explaining to her to convince her.

A few of the warrior priests looked at Kara as though they were going to complain, but said nothing more. The warrior priests didn't think much of Kara for studying the power of the goddess, although she was in front of the hero.

It was evident in their attitude, which made Kara smile.

Mariabelle breathed a sigh of relief when Kara didn't argue anymore, oblivious to the situation.

"Well, it's nice of you to do the work. We don't have the manpower for it. Besides, it's better for you to be doing something so you don't have to think about Meltia-sama and Fenelieka, right?"

"...Yes. I'm sorry, I'm being selfish."

"No problem. But if you're going to be on guard duty, you'd better make sure you eat well."

"I understand."

"And at least get some rest before you go on watch. It will be easier if you just take off your armor."

In the light of the bonfire, Mariabelle took off her armor.

The holy armor of the hero was almost weightless in the first place, but when she was released from the tightness of the metal, Mariabelle felt as though her body was indeed lighter and she was aware that she was tired.

(But I can't rest at this level.)

It was not that she was the only one who got special treatment, but she couldn't help but think that way because of her position as a hero.

"Here, drink."

"Thank you, for everything."

"Nah."

Unusually, the troublesome Kara was taking care of her in a worthy manner―― she should have been suspicious of that.

She did as she was told, ate well, and quenched her thirst with the drink that was given to her.

And after a while... Mariabelle fell asleep.

Fatigue, a full stomach, and the water with a sleeping potion that was given to her as a drink. It seemed that no matter if one was the hero or not, one couldn't react to a trap without malicious intent, Kara thought.

"......What did you do to Mariabelle-sama?"

"I don't think she'll be able to sleep calmly if her sister was kidnapped, or worse, she might run off by herself in the middle of the night. If that's the case, the safest thing to do is to make sure she eats well and sleeps soundly with medicine until morning."

"Haah...... I'm not going to say anything about this as I'm thinking of her well-being."

"That would be helpful."

Kara replied sarcastically to the mage's words.

They drugged their own princess, albeit with sleeping pills―― and naturally, with a mixture of unnoticeable lies.

There was also a possibility that the holy armor's abilities would counteract the effects of the sleeping potion, so she had her take off her armor as well.

It was inevitable that they would be wary of Kara.

But at the same time, they were grateful.

That way, Mariabelle could do her best to rescue Meltia and the others tomorrow.

"The only thing is, now she will sleep well until morning. If there is a slime attack tonight, we will have to deal with it on our own―― all of you, stay alert."

"Roger that!"

The beastmen reacted immediately to Kara's words. The warrior priests and the mages too but not immediately.

She guessed they were wary of her as a woman who drugged the hero.

Even if it was an act of thinking about the hero, it was also normal to feel disgusted by it.

(Well, I'm used to being hated.)

Muttering to herself, Kara moved to the same building where Mariabelle was resting―― the living room.

Illuminated by the weak light of the lantern, on the living room table was a map of the abandoned mine...... that she had found when she explored the village before climbing the mountain.

"Well―― if that humanoid ran off in a different direction than the entrance to the abandoned mine, that means there are other entrances."

Kara thought.

That was her strength.

(Meltia-sama, Fenelieka...)

"Hmm."

Thinking about the two kidnapped people, however, despite her desire to help...... a muffled faltering breath escaped from Kara's mouth.

She sat back in her chair and moved her hips slightly, wrapped in her shorts.

"Haah... shit."

Kara knew exactly what the slime was doing to the two people now that they had been kidnapped.

And even if she tried not to think about it, if she thought how to rescue them, she would imagine it―― and her hips would move on their own.

It wasn't just being violated.

Kara was used as a test subject for an aphrodisiac that she had created, and she was given the aphrodisiac all night long to see how much she could tolerate and how disturbed she would become......

As a result, the female scientist, who didn't show much emotion, but underneath her expression, was constantly in heat, and her breasts and hips were aching.

It interfered with her daily life and disrupted her concentration even when she was thinking like this.

――Even now, as she looked at the map of the abandoned mine, the princess of the destroyed country and the female succubus were being done obscene things by the slime. Her breathing caught in her throat at the thought of that.......

"It's a goddamn monster, jeez."

Aware of that, Kara took a pill from her luggage.

It was about the size of the tip of her little finger and black in color. When she put it in her mouth, she drank it down with tap water.

"Ueeh..."

The taste was not very good. It was very bad.

Of course, there was no time to adjust the taste, leaving only the medicinal properties―― a drug that neutralized aphrodisiac.

If the aphrodisiac was considered as a poison, it was natural for the maker to prepare an antidote when it was used.

However, she had completed the antidote during her stay in Grabalt, which she had put off due to the fact that it had been requested by the archbishop of the holy kingdom of Lishlua.

"Haah..."

Still, it took time to neutralize the aphrodisiac, and since the aphrodisiac was injected directly into her body, there was no way to eliminate all of it.

If she were not able to create a medicine that completely eliminated the effects of aphrodisiacs, Kara would spend the rest of her life getting excited and her crotch getting wet just by having dirty fantasies.

Behind her shorts, the simple and colorless white panties were soaked with love juices that created gray vertical lines and slightly erected her clitoris and her complex sunken nipples.

In particular, her clitoris and nipples...... so sharply stimulated by the mere rubbing of her underwear that it was now difficult for her to stand up.

Her normally emotionless, seemingly expressionless face was tinged red, her eyes were moist, and her breathing was disheveled...... If she was not careful, her hands would go to her breasts and crotch, and Kara desperately tried to hold back.

In the other room, the hero who was worried about her sister was asleep, but in the living room, she struggled to hold back her excitement.

Excited by the situation again, Kara shook her head several times. Her chestnut-colored hair shook violently, and her less-than-perfectly-groomed hair stuck to her sweat-drenched cheeks and became unkempt and disheveled.

"......Shit."

(I'm this close to......)

Just one defeat.

And so, Kara's life had been turned upside down.

She only lost once. She was alive. So it didn't matter...... It didn't seem like it.

Tears nearly spilled from her eyes, which were moist behind her large black-rimmed glasses, and Kara hurriedly wiped her eyes with the hem of her lab coat.

(Don't worry. Once I complete the antidote, if we eradicated the slime and make time for research, I can go back to my normal life...... and return to my normal body.)

As she repeated that over and over in her head, the night went on.

Without even realizing it, one of her fingers on her right hand was rubbing along the vertical stripe showing on her white panties with the tip of her fingernail.

While Kara was spending the night in agony, Meltia was experiencing exactly what Kara had experienced―― or worse.

She was forced to spread her legs awkwardly with dozens of tentacles entwined up to her thighs, and her hands were similarly wrapped by tentacles.

She was barely holding her staff in her right hand, but she was rather screaming inside at the humiliation of having to hold a weapon and not being able to completely resist.

And her clothes were still on.

The white lily-patterned string underwear had slipped down to her thighs, but her upper body was wet with slime mucus, but it was not exposing any skin.

"Mmh, ghh!!"

The small, pretty cherry lips were forcibly split open and a thick tentacle the size of a child's arm entered, while countless smaller tentacles branched out inside the mouth to play with Meltia's tongue from above, below, left, and right.

She tried to scream in pain, but her mouth was blocked by the tentacle, so only a muffled sound escaped.

The tiny tentacles also dripped aphrodisiac into her mouth, and as time went on, Meltia's mouth developed into the most sensitive sexual zone in her body.

A light tap on her tongue, upper jaw, gums, or even her hard teeth for that matter, would send the impact deep into her womb.

What was leaking was certainly a painful scream―― But Meltia's eyes were downcast, her eyebrows relaxed into a "C" shape, and drool mixed with aphrodisiacs dripped from the corner of her mouth.

(I'm, drowning.)

As the aphrodisiac filled her mouth, she couldn't breathe.

Even the agony of it was accepted by her body as an oppressive pleasure, but when Meltia's instincts remind her of death, her body unconsciously swallowed the aphrodisiac.

"Nghh... nfuu... nhh..."

(Ahh... sweet. It's sweet and delicious......)

It would continue until the aphrodisiac liquid in her mouth was swallowed up.

(No, even though... it's slime liquid, but...)

The mucus was sweet and tasty, minus the fact that she hadn't eaten since noon.

It smelled as sweet and delicious as Meltia's favorite sugar candy, and every time she drank it, the scent would escape her nose. The euphoric feeling made her forget temporarily that it was the fluid of the abominable slime, and she got carried away.

Even though she was being forced to drink the liquid until her stomach was full, Meltia swallowed it again when her mouth was full of the aphrodisiac mucus.

It was as though her body had learned to do it over and over again.

"Haa, nbuh, hafu, uu..."

In fact, even though she had just drunk the liquid, she squeezed her cheeks and moved her tongue to entwine with the tentacle, and even pointed the tip of her tongue to stimulate the tip of the tentacle, begging for the aphrodisiac mucus.

Her eyes were vacant, and although they should be looking at the glowing blue of the moonlight, there was a slime ahead of her, but nothing was reflected.

A large amount of aphrodisiacs that was given to her caused Meltia to lose herself for a very short time.

Her instincts lead her to seek out the aphrodisiac and serve the tentacles with a shallowness unbecoming of a princess of a country.

"Nbuuh!?"

(No, I have to keep it together...)

When she regained consciousness, she was filled with self-loathing and desperately tried to resist caressing the tentacle.

Her mouth, which was already impossibly sensitive, tingled, and she had the illusion that the tingling was gathering at the back of her waist and the tips of her breasts, but she was not mistaken.

Her womb and nipples.

The place that was a woman's greatest sexual zone had never been caressed since Meltia was brought in the abandoned mine.

In fact, they were never even been touched, and Meltia could only occasionally jerk herself into a state of insufferable agony, shaking her body and rubbing her breasts against the hard bumps on the ground.

"Nhh... uu..."

(What are you going to do...?)

Her mouth and anus.

It was a place that was normally not even caressed during sexual intercourse, let alone the genitals.

However, the slime preferred to use a place that was not even that sexually sensitive for Meltia.

In particular, her anus, although the tentacle was not moving now, it was still inside her intestines and poured aphrodisiac mucus endlessly.

But it was not painful.

A small amount of the aphrodisiac permeated in her body through her anus, though Meltia herself did not notice it.

The sensitivity of her entire body increased to an unbelievable degree, sweat broke out, and her eyes remained moist.

But Meltia, whose entire body was bound in tentacles and who could only move a little, could only rub her breasts together on the ground and was still unaware of how much her entire body had been remade in the past few hours.

The only thing she could feel was the sensitivity in her mouth and the tingling in her untouched breasts. That was about it.

But the tips of her untouched breasts―― her nipples were painfully erect under her underwear, and so was her clitoris, which had been stripped of its underwear.

Cloudy love juices leaked from her pubic area, which was untouched, indicating that Meltia's body was really aroused against her will.

"Fuuー... Fuuー..."

While letting out a rough snort, Meltia was still trying her best to endure.

(Don't worry, Maria will come to my rescue soon.)

It was already night.

With her aphrodisiac-fueled thoughts, Meltia thought that the rescue should be done in the daytime to ensure Mariabelle's safety, the hero.

She just had to be able to endure until that point.

Even if she couldn't endure it, help was on the way―― that was all she needed to think about.

There was hope. So there was no need to despair.

It was the only thing that supported Meltia's heart, and it didn't matter if she couldn't endure it...... or, worst of all, if she lost herself to pleasure.

She just had to stay alive.

......She didn't realize that it was a naive idea.

"Nnh, ah... auhh!?"

(What!? Just now...)

The tentacles lifted Meltia.

Her toes were stretched out in her boots, and her shins, wrapped in pure white stockings that matched her garter belt, were so tightly wrapped that streaks of flesh appeared.

Her hands grabbed, shredded, and crushed the bed of mucus as she tried desperately to endure the pleasure.

"Hahi, agyii―― hii, hiiii."

Meltia screamed.

It sounded like anguish, but...... a scream of certain pleasure.

Because she was unconscious, her body was letting out her honest thoughts, and it could clearly see that the pleasure was too strong for Meltia.

The princess of this country. The next queen of Fonteau was breaking down.

As the slime enjoyed the sight, it fucked Meltia hard.

For this monster, Meltia's intentions were of no importance. As long as she lived and gave birth to a child.

"I'm in trouble......"

Fenelieka muttered to herself as she was left alone in the abandoned mine.

It was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing, but as a succubus, she could faintly see the inside of the abandoned mine.

She could hear the screams of the women around her, and it was clear that there were multiple women trapped in this abandoned mine.

(Maybe it's Ariade and the others...... This voice.)

Thinking of the blue-haired woman who was the chief of the village at the foot of the mountain, and who was in charge of the succubus. Fenelieka let out a sigh.

(Why did this happen.)

Originally, Fenelieka was not good at fighting.

The succubus race themselves were monsters created primarily for the purpose of tempting and weakening men.

The only way for her to survive was to help the hero, and helping her sister was also helping herself...... It was a mistake to think that way.

(If this is the case, I should have run and hid......)

She helped the humans who were attacked by the slimes, and was kidnapped by the slime while protecting the hero's sister―― but she was able to shake off the slime and escape with her physical abilities, which were superior to those of a mage.

The slime's goal seemed to be the hero's sister―― Meltia, so the number of her pursuers was minimal.

Fenelieka, who was not restricted in her actions even in the darkness, had managed to hide from her pursuers and was now hiding in the darkness of the abandoned mine.

(I mean, what's with that perverted slime? It ripped my clothes off...... it was my favorite.)

That was the slime―― a male instinct.

The bright red dress that Fenelieka had been wearing was torn apart, having lost most of its function as clothing.

The only thing she was wearing was her sexy red and black lingerie, which was very typical of a female succubus.

(What should I do......)

There was nowhere to go even if she got out of the abandoned mine like this.

She had a feeling that no matter where she run, she would be caught by the slime, and even if she returned to the hero in this situation, they would say she abandoned her sister and cut her down.

That said, even if she wanted to help Meltia, she didn't have the means to fight.

However, if she continued to hide, the hero who helped her would find her and cut her down for abandoning her sister.......

With that in mind, Fenelieka seemed to have a choice, but not many paths could actually save her.

"Haah."

She couldn't help it, she thought.

The woman succubus muttered in a light tone of voice, not losing her easy-going nature.

She crawled out of the gap where she was hiding and lightly tapped forward to remove the dust. With just that, her breasts, which were even larger than Meltia's and lifted by her red and black underwear, swayed like waves, and her deep cleavage emphasized their presence.

"Okay."

Fenelieka first put out her wings and tail.

The symbol of the succubus. It was a symbol of the sex monster. If she put mana into her wings, she could fly, and if she put mana into her tail, she could charm a male.

Her only means of resistance.

It was better than nothing, but she was not sure how useful it would be against the slime.

After making her preparations, she listened carefully and started walking through the abandoned mine.

Her goal was to get to the place where she heard the voices of Ariade and the other succubus of her tribe.

It was a little far from where she was, but she was able to get there without any resistance.

Normally, there would be slime mimicking all over the abandoned mine, but not right now―― all the slimes had gathered at Meltia, their finest prey, and were violating her.

Fenelieka, who didn't know that, was baffled by the lack of guards and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of her fellow succubus.

"S-stop it already!? How long are you going to do this to me!?"

"J-just a little, just a little bit. Let me rest just a littleee..."

There were more than a dozen succubus trapped on the opposite side of the map in the abandoned mine from where Meltia was being kept.

They were all suspended by tentacles extending from the ceiling, like livestock being drained of blood.

But their prey was alive, and still being violated.

(Everyone seems to be fine.)

Naturally.

A succubus was an existence that opposed humanity with its sexual skills. Even though they lose their power by having their mana sucked out of them, what was important to them was their lifeforce―― a different kind of power than the mana that slimes desire.

If mana was something that took in power not only from oneself but also from nature and changed its effect into various attributes by chanting spells or concentrating one's mind, then lifeforce was just as its name implied.

Lifeforce, as the name implied, was the power necessary for life to live.

Both mana and life force recover over time, but with mana, even if one was completely drained, one would only faint.

However, if a large amount of life force was drained in a short time, it would lead to death.

Fenelieka and other succubus were monsters that live by sucking out that life force through sexual activity.

As a result, they have a much higher tolerance for sex than other races, and although they were tired, they were not so weak that they would break down by the caresses of the slime.

Fenelieka herself was fine by noon the next day, even though she had been violated all night, and her friends, who had probably been violated for the entire two days, were still healthy enough to ask for help.

(But how can I help...)

Fenelieka was thinking of helping her friends first, explaining the situation to them and persuading them, and then helping Meltia using their numbers.

However, when she finally saw her friends restrained by the slime, she was wondering how to help them.

She had no way to attack it. She wore only fancy lingerie and rags and scraps of her dress.

It would not be enough to start a fire, which the slime hated, and if she did, she would also be caught.

(Well, that hero, I think she'll help me and Meltia tomorrow.)

She thought so, but if she did nothing, she may be cut off as "useless".

If that happened, the succubus race would be destroyed by the hero first, before the slime.

It was not that she was indebted to the hero, but she didn't want to die, and she didn't enjoy being trapped and violated endlessly by the slime.

The succubus was a race that violated men to take away their life force, not a weak woman who was violated one-sidedly.

When Fenelieka searched the surroundings for something usable, she found the equipment of an adventurer who had died in an abandoned mine...... probably from an attack by the slime.

Cloth and leather could be melted, but metal seemed to be less so, and searching more revealed some swords and armor.

(...Hmm.)

Fenelieka didn't know anything about swords, and metal armor was just too heavy and would slow her down.

With that in mind, she grabbed only the sword, thinking it might be useful for something. The leather strap and scabbard had been melted down.

The sight of her in her underwear holding a sword was ridiculous, but the weapon made her feel a little better.

(Is there anything else I can do?......)

Wondered how much time had passed since she started wandering around the abandoned mine.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed in the abandoned mine, but she did know that a lot of time had passed.

Before she knew it, Fenelieka had left her friends and was approaching the other side―― the section where Meltia was being held.

She was unaware of that and walked slowly, holding the iron sword awkwardly in both hands.

She had found a few other pieces of equipment on her way here, but all of them were made of metal.

To a slime, a mere metal weapon would be as effective as a wooden stick, and almost useless.

Fenelieka, who knew that, was starting to feel that she should give up and return to the hero.

At any rate, there was no way for her to win or even resist at this point.

Just because she knew the difference in power, she could understand the reality.

"Uu..."

In addition, Fenelieka was...... a little bit of a coward.

Earlier, she didn't mind because she was thinking about such positive things as "saving her friends" and "definitely survive", but walking alone in the abandoned mine, she felt scared and her legs started to shake.

She could hear the grudges of people who had died in the abandoned mines close to the entrance―― probably driven away by the slimes using magic and the situation of being alone was just unsettling.

Once she realized that, it was no wonder that the strong woman who had teased Meltia so much during the daytime slowed down, her thighs sticking together, and bending her knees.

Even though she had passionate red hair and was wearing flashy lingerie, her expression was tinged with weakness.

"... uu..."

Fenelieka's feet came to a complete stop.

There was a slime in front of her.

A slime. It may not have noticed Fenelieka, but it just broke free of its mimicry and moved deeper into the abandoned mine.

(...Is there something beyond that?)

In fact, Fenelieka could hear a woman moaning, different from her friends.

She didn't know the direction, but somehow she could guess the person where the slime went.

(Meltia, right? That voice...)

A fierce moaning voice like that of a beast echoed in the abandoned mine.

Fenelieka didn't think that the violent voice that even a succubus, who was attacked by the slime who was proud of her physical strength, couldn't make, belonged to the hero's sister who was complaining to her during the day.

The torment was so severe that she thought that an ordinary princess couldn't endure it, since she, a succubus, had fainted so many times.

"Haah."

Abandon or help?

......She was worried for a moment, and Fenelieka immediately resumed walking. To the back.

(This is definitely not okay.)

She could tell by the quality of her voice.

She was not in a state of desperation. It was the voice of a woman who was cornered and on the verge of death.

In some brothels, there were "special brothels" where any kind of behavior was allowed as long as one paid for it. Whipping, beating, even burning the skin―― these were dangerous sexual acts that could even kill a prostitute.

Fenelieka knew that there were prostitutes who would sell themselves for that much money, and the voices of these women were similar to the voices coming from the depths of the abandoned mine.

As Fenelieka continued on her way, her footsteps quickened and with a minimum of caution, she came to a passage where the ground was wet.

"This... everything is slime...?"

Forgetting to hide, Fenelieka muttered.

It was such a shocking sight.

The entire wall and floor were covered in mucus. She was not sure how much mass it was, but the enormity of it was enough to discourage her from trying to resist.

"Uu... are you in the back...?"

At the same time as she muttered that, the mucus passage split―― the ground was exposed as though to invite Fenelieka to go deeper.

"Uu―― what's this?"

It was an obvious trap. Or rather, it was luring her deeper...... In the back of her mind, she thought that she could still turn back now, but she took a step forward.

As she proceeded deeper into the abandoned mine, mucus, mucus, and more mucus opened up the way.

And at the far end, there was a woman.

"Meltia!"

Fenelieka shouted as quickly as she could and tried to approach her quickly.

However, she was not allowed to do so, and countless tentacles grew around her. They were huge. The tentacles were so thick that they reminded her of large tree trunks, and she could tell at a glance that they would have the power to blow Fenelieka away and kill her with one swipe.

There were two of them.

(......Can I beat this thing?)

The appearance of the hero who defeated the demon king―― the person who said she was his daughter came to mind.

Still, the strangeness of the slime, the horror of it, was more terrifying than the "Demon King" in her mind.

With that in mind, Fenelieka broke down.

"This is, a lie..."

(I'm more afraid of this slime than the Demon King――!?)

As an instinct, monsters were the faithful servants of the Demon King, unable to oppose what belonged to him, and in absolute obedience.

In addition, they couldn't get afraid of anything more than the Demon King―― even though they were in danger of dying in the face of a hero.

That was how absolute he was. And yet...

For a moment. Certainly, Fenelieka was afraid of the slime. Even more than the "Demon King" in her memory.

Forgetting the scene of the abandoned mine and the sight of Meltia trapped in it, she stood there in a daze.

"Ah, ah......"

A tentacle reached out toward Fenelieka.

It twined around her hands and feet and lift her up.

When the iron sword fell from her hand, there was a clattering sound, but that was it―― she was carried straight to Meltia.

"Ahii, gii, ah―― He, help... forgive me alreadyyy!"

Recovering from fainting and being pounded with unbelievable pleasure, the inexperienced princess screamed and begged for forgiveness.

Desperately, she spilled tears and drooled, looking like a disturbed whore on the verge of becoming a cripple.

Fenelieka, who had seen that several times from some of her colleagues, finally recovered from her confusion.

At the same time, the lingerie-clad Fenelieka was placed on top of Meltia, who was flailing her entire body in a way that made the word "spasm" seem like a bit of a stretch.

The four large breasts overlap and crush each other, changing their shape softly.

"Nnh."

Fenelieka frowned at the cold sensation, wet with mucus and sweat.

"Jeez, don't worry I can take care of you."

There was nowhere to run. Then there was only one thing Fenelieka could do.

Save the princess and repay the hero.

The only option for survival was to do so, Fenelieka said, and gently kissed Meltia.

It was not as sweet as just touching her lips. She stretched out her tongue and twined it around Meltia's tongue, and in turn, sent saliva into her mouth.

It was an easy task because their bodies were overlapping and Fenelieka was on top.

It was the best way to extend her life because she was a succubus who got her lifeforce from men.

It was to hand over her lifeforce to another woman.

No succubus would pass on their food and nourishment, their life force, to another, and Fenelieka had never used that ability in her life.

However, it was an ability that Meltia, who had been drenched in aphrodisiac and was losing her mind, appreciated more than anything.

"Haah, hahii!? What... Fe, nel...?"

By the time Fenelieka had handed over more than half of the life force she had been saving, Meltia finally regained consciousness.

Her breathing calmed down and her gaze caught Fenelieka's.

Fenelieka had already suffered the humiliation of climax several times, with tentacles inserted into her and caressed all over her body while Meltia was unconscious.

"Why, are you here... hiiii!?"

However, there was no time to rest.

Meltia regained consciousness, but this time she screamed as the tentacles directly gave her pleasure that she normally could not bear.

She easily climaxed, her entire body convulsed, and she not only drooled but even blew her nose.

Fenelieka kissed Meltia, who was in such a disgusting state and gave her a healthy dose of her own life energy.

"Nbuu!? Hyaa, hii, stop―― Fene, what are you!?"

"Nnh, mhh... hey, stay still."

"Hahii――"

(No, I can't go against it.)

Meltia's mouth was rampaging, but Fenelieka's tongue skillfully licked and sucked to remove the attached aphrodisiac.

Tongue, cheeks, gums, and the back of the tongue.

"Hafuu, nno―― kuh, hii."

(Tickle. That tickle, so stop.)

Even though she felt that way in her heart, Meltia could not resist Fenelieka.

Her tongue was very skillful, and it was more comfortable for Meltia than the tentacles of the slime, which consist of countless wills.

Even without the sensitivity brought by the aphrodisiac, she felt good and soothing. It was a relief to be able to concentrate on the movements of Fenelieka's tongue, even though she was being violently violated to the point of insanity.

With that feeling in mind, Meltia moved her tongue and twirled it around Fenelieka's tongue as well.

"Nhh, fuu, ahh... hafuu."

"Nnh, n――."

The two beauties entwined together and the tentacles were violating them roughly, but they were immersed in their own world.

(Amazing, sweet―― it's so sweet.)

The sweet saliva was gentle, warm, and full of life, different from the violent sweet aphrodisiac created by the slime.

Meltia swallowed Fenelieka's saliva without resistance or disgust, slurping it down.

Each time the saliva passed through her throat, which had been developed as a sexual zone, she felt a numbing sensation in the back of her waist, and when it reached her stomach, she felt a sense of relief that gradually spread throughout her body.

Meltia closed her eyes and concentrated on kissing Fenelieka, while Fenelieka continued to kiss her, smiling at the good appearance of the sister princess who was always strong and wary of her.

To survive. To live.

While being violated by the slime, the two of them share their life force, receive life force, and continue to endure until help arrived.