As Tiriana Adnala gradually regained consciousness, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing the all-too-familiar sight of the walls of red and black viscera surrounding her... the same wall she had been seeing as a prisoner here for hundreds of years if the words of the occasional new girl dragged down here were to be believed. That whole time, she had been tortured by the relentless presence of the feral, impossible monster that claimed this domain as its own. The air was thick with the putrid smell of decay, and the tentacles emerged from the walls of flesh, writhing and slithering like a living mass eager to claim their next victim.
Everything hurt... but that soreness wasn't what she felt at first. Instead, the very first thing she felt as she woke up was the unyielding presence of the tentacle buried deep up her cunt. It was so familiar to her that it would have felt odd to be empty inside, but at the same time, it was so invasive she couldn't avoid thinking about it. Most girls who woke up being raped would have screamed. They would have cried or wept about it or fought. Maybe they would have simply broken down. Instead, all Tiriana did was whimper hoarsely, the sound of her misery barely audible above the incessant slurping and moaning echoing throughout the chamber.
The dark elf's body ached with exhaustion and pain, but she no longer fought against the cruel fate that had befallen her. It had been centuries since she last experienced anything resembling freedom; even her dreams were haunted by the horrors of her current existence. Her once beautiful elven features were now gaunt and hollow, her skin wet and sticky with the slime that coated the walls of her prison. As she leaned against the flesh wall, she could feel the creature inside her, its movements sending waves of nausea through her weakened body. One of her dainty hands rested against her belly... her swollen belly. Despite her best efforts to resist, the monster that made this its lair had succeeded in breeding with her, leaving her belly swollen with its unnatural offspring. Her hair had once been a beautiful silver-white, the envy of the entire court, but how it hung in dirty, lank strands around her shoulders, matted and dirty from the unceasing deprivation and assault she suffered down here.
Tiriana's mind wandered briefly back to the early days of her captivity. She vividly remembered how she had struggled against the monster's tentacle, trying in vain to free herself from its clutches. But with each passing day, the fight within her slowly ebbed away, replaced by a numbing despair that now permeated every fiber of her being.
Now, her hips remained splayed open, unyielding and unforgiving against the unwanted invasion. The creature within her thrust with cruel intensity at times, making any attempt at moving an exercise in futility. Tiriana could feel the rubbery texture of the tentacle as it raked her labia apart, allowing the slime inside her swollen cunt. The viscous fluid slowly trickled down her thighs, mingling with the tentacle's cum that had already pooled there, creating a dark, spotted liquid mass that fused with the filth that coated her legs.
The lewd smell of slime and monster cum filled the air around her, causing her stomach to churn in revulsion... but it was the shame that made it even worse. The knowledge that she had once been the proud princess reduced to nothing more than a cum-filled receptacle for the monster's lust was almost too much to bear if she spent any time thinking about it. And yet, she bore it, day after day, with a resignation that bordered on acceptance.
Yes... once, the elven princess would have screamed in horror or cried out in despair at her current state. Instead, Tiriana just sagged helplessly back against the wall of crimson and black flesh, the tentacle embedded deep inside her. She couldn't remember what it felt like to be free anymore. The endless cycle of rape and violation had become her new reality, and she no longer had the will to fight against it. She closed her eyes, accepting that today was going to be another day filled with rape and torment in the flesh pit.
Despite all the rape and torment, shame, and violation she had endured, the worst part for Tiriana was the hunger that gnawed at her from within. There was only one kind of food down here – the foul-tasting slime oozing from the tentacles and cocks of the creatures that held them captive, along with the occasional monstrous offspring birthed in this pit. Her stomach growled agonizingly, sending waves of pain through her emaciated body as it begged for sustenance.
Tiriana clenched her teeth, fighting back tears of frustration and despair. The irony of her situation was overwhelming; she had to hope that the creatures found her enjoyable enough to rape and breed, or she might start staving too badly and start being force-fed. Occasionally the tentacle embedded all the way to her cervix squirmed some kind of slimy fluid into her, and her womb sucked it up, so the monster was nourishing the child… but she certainly didn’t want the creature to start feeding her the same way. If she didn’t want that, then the dark elf was responsible for keeping herself fed, the only way she could, and Tiriana hated herself for the desperation that made a piece of her long for the attention of the monsters... but she knew there was no other way. Not if she wanted to survive.
With a defeated sigh, she leaned back against the fleshy prison and closed her eyes, willing herself to drift back into the oblivion of sleep. But the relentless throbbing in her aching cunt and the constant twitching of the tentacles proves too much for her frayed nerves. Tiriana opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit cavern of flesh despite e herself, taking in the hopeless sight of more than a hundred women being subjected to the same degrading treatment as her. Their bodies were spread out across the cursed landscape, some standing while others lay helplessly on the undulating floor or lounged against the walls. Each and every one of them was impaled on at least one tentacle, constantly being molested by the alien presence down here. The tentacles embedded in them slithered and writhed, relentlessly violating them all without mercy.
There were so many of them... and the ones she could see were not even close to all of them.
As Tiriana scanned the scene, she noticed several women had completely given up their struggle. Now, they lay motionless against the pulsating flesh, allowing the tentacles to do as they pleased without so much as a twitch. Their bodies were slowly sinking into the flesh walls and floor, becoming one with the cursed substance.
Tiriana knew the horrors of such a fate all too well. Her dear handmaidens, who had been dragged into this hellish pit alongside her almost three centuries ago, had met that same tragic end. She could still hear their muffled moans and screams echoing through the walls, a haunting reminder of the ultimate price of surrender. She shuddered at the thought of what probably lay ahead for those poor souls – an eternity trapped within the very walls that held them captive, their suffering never-ending.
She wasn't the only one watching, either. The despair and agony etched on the faces of her fellow captives were almost too much to bear. Tiriana wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and block out the horrific scene surrounding her, but the constant throbbing in her cunt and the writhing tentacles left her unable to find solace. With each passing moment, she felt herself slipping closer to the same fate that had claimed her handmaidens and countless others before them.
But deep inside, beneath the layers of pain and despair, she tried to hold onto… something. A desire to survive… that giving up was worse than anything else. Tiriana refused to give up entirely and sink into those walls of flesh, even though she knew the odds were stacked against her. She clung to the faint possibility of escape, the distant dream of one day returning to the surface world and reclaiming her life. With a resigned sigh, she closed her eyes once more and tried to find the strength to face another day in the pit of eternal suffering.
Tiriana Adnala clenched her teeth and tried to focus on the painful throbbing in her cunt, hoping it would help her block out the horrors surrounding her. The tentacle continued its relentless assault, slithering in and out of her sore pussy... but she didn't cry out, and she tried to keep her moans quiet and soft. Everyone was miserable down here, but no one acted out or drew any attention... that was dangerous. Her eyes remained closed, but she didn't need them open to know that there were other beings nearby.
A soft squelching sound echoed through the chamber nearby. Tiriana opened her eyes as one of the black, alien-looking creatures approached, moving with the sinuous, strange grace of a snake. Its movements were awkward yet strangely elegant, walking on all fours like a cross between a spider monkey and a crab. Tiriana felt the creature's presence looming over her, and despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but open her eyes to see what new nightmare awaited her.
The creature's body was covered in a slimy black chitin, giving it an eerie, unnatural appearance. Its face resembled something familiar yet twisted, with a large mouth filled with row after row of sharp teeth and a long, probing tongue. The creature's eyes were dark and soulless, devoid of any emotion or empathy. As it studied Tiriana, its tongue darted out, tasting the air around her.
Without warning, the creature reached out and grabbed Tiriana with one of its clawed limbs. She let out a muffled cry as it lifted her effortlessly off the ground, her legs dangling uselessly below her as the tentacle dangled from her, almost like a tail. The creature brought her up close to its face, its breath hot and putrid against her skin. It licked across her breasts, lapping at the milk that dripped from them.
Tiriana shuddered as the creature's rough tongue scraped across her sensitive flesh. The sensation was both revolting and oddly arousing, sending shivers down her spine. As much as she despised the creatures and their constant violations, a part of her had grown accustomed to their touch, craving the brief moments of solid contact they provided in the otherwise empty void of her existence.
After a few laps, he set her back down onto the undulating floor before walking away, no doubt to prey on another helpless victim. These creatures weren't cruel, precisely, but they were utterly heartless, never showing the slightest sign of empathy or concern... just taking what they wanted from their herd of women like they were cattle. Tiriana sagged back against the fleshy prison walls, trying to regain her composure. She could feel the other women watching her, their expressions a mix of pity and envy. They knew all too well the humiliation and degradation she had just endured, and they also knew that it was only a matter of time before the creatures turned their attention back to them.
In the distance, Tiriana thought she heard the faint sound of laughter echoing through the chamber. It wasn't—she had never heard anything like language or speech from the creatures. The chattering sounds of the monsters, however, still reminded her that she was nothing more than a plaything for their amusement. Even if they didn't see it that way, she couldn't help but feel that way herself.
Tiriana's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of screaming in the distance, a chilling cacophony that sent horroripilation rippling across her skin. Screams like that down here... they were a bad idea. She turned her head, trying to locate the source of the commotion, but they had cut off... and idly, Tiriana realized that the sound of screaming was probably what had woke her up. A few moments later, she heard another one... louder and more desperate, and accompanied by actual words... cries for help.
That was when she realized what she was hearing.
Several seconds later, three terrified girls were dragged down from the muscle-like flesh that made up the ceiling of this place, already slick with slime from passing against the beast as the relentless tentacles dragged them down into the hell that had swallowed Tiriana and so many others... and as the dark elf princess watched the drama unfold, Tiriana felt a hollow pit grow in her stomach. The horrors these girls were about to endure were all too familiar to her. She knew all too well the agonizing ordeal they faced, their bodies violated, and their sanity tested beyond its limits. Despite badly wanting to, she couldn't bring herself to look away.
The first girl had wolf ears and jet-black hair, and she had her sharp canines exposed in a snarl of defiance as she tugged against the tentacle wrapping her up with both hands, trying to pry it off of her. She wasn't going to succeed.. and soon, Tiriana suspected, she would regret trying. The second girl was a bunny girl, and her floppy ears poked out from beneath a mane of crimson hair. Her large eyes were filled with terror, and she kicked and struggled against the tentacle that had wrapped around her thighs. The one that really caught her attention, however, was the third girl... a beautiful, dark-skinned human with shining white hair, reminding Tiriana of her once-silver locks. All three were young and extraordinarily attractive, clad in fine, foreign-looking clothing that was already soaked with the slime of this place... and which offered absolutely no protection to the three women as dozens of hungry tentacles began to writhe beneath it.
Tiriana's heart ached as she watched the tentacles slither over the girls' bodies, their probing touch leaving trails of slime in its wake. Those tentacles didn't pay any attention to the fabric of their garments... Already, the slime was beginning to eat them away. Within an hour or two, there would probably be nothing left of their garb to protect them from the creatures' insatiable appetites. Already, they might as well have been naked and exposed as far as the squirming tendrils were concerned.
Tiriana closed her eyes for a moment, trying to block out the horrifying scene unfolding before her. But the screams of the newcomers were too loud, too full of pain and terror to ignore. With a heavy sigh, she opened her eyes again, steeling herself for the ordeal she knew was about to begin. Without warning, tentacles plunged into the three girls, attacking their most sensitive and vulnerable areas all at once. Tiriana winced as the young women lost every virginity they had within seconds of one another. The monster had done this to her, too, taking away her innocence with brutal efficiency.
The bunny girl squealed in agony as a tentacle forced its way into her tight little asshole, stretching it painfully wide. At the same time, another slimy appendage shoved its way into her mouth, its slender tip probing the back of her throat, causing her to gag and retch and silencing her cries. Finally, almost like an afterthought, a final tentacle reared back and slithered into her exposed cunt from between her legs... nearly gentle compared to the others. On the other side of the trio, the wolf girl was crying out in defiance, but she couldn't stop the invasion from happening between her legs. A thick tentacle pushed its way into her pussy, tearing through her delicate flesh as it ravaged her. Then her asshole was plundered a moment later. Finally, just as her growls and shouts gave way to cries of pain, a final tentacle pushed past her teeth and stole the sound of her pain away. The final girl, the beautiful human with white hair, didn't even get a chance to great - three tentacles simultaneously penetrated her mouth, pussy, and ass in practically the same second, and Tiriana doubted the pain of her violation even had a chance to register before she was stuffed airtight.
Tiriana watched the girls' faces contort in pain, their eyes wide with fear and shock. They thrashed and struggled against the relentless tentacles, but it was no use. They were trapped, helpless against the monster's advances. The tentacles continued their brutal assault, pounding into the girls with machine-like precision, their bodies jerking and twitching with each violent thrust.
The air was thick with the wet sounds of fresh, untouched victims, and they made muffled sounds of protest and pain... But the demonic thing knew no sympathy. Its tentacles crammed further into them in each second, like it intended to fully break their spirits and claim them in the initial moments of their captivity. Down here, the dark elf had nothing but time to speculate... she suspected that the creature was this brutal at first to tame its captives. Maybe it was to reduce their future resistance, like a stablemaster breaking in a wild horse... or perhaps it was to be as brutal as possible and make sure the girl was strong enough to survive to be bred. Tiriana couldn't be sure... but she did know all too well the pain they were experiencing, the sense of violation and despair that consumed them. She had been through it herself, and countless others before her and since her.
Of course, she was still being violated now... and if it was less violent than what the newcomers experienced, then that was only to protect her swollen belly. Her body accepted the violation now with a numb resignation, a far cry from the defiant princess she once had been. Her mind drifted back to the days when she was the cherished heir to the Kingdom of Adnalia, adored by her people. Those carefree days seemed like a distant dream now, a memory of a life that belonged to someone else, and she didn't like thinking about them... but seeing new girls being brought down here was always a painful reminder of a time it had not been so.
In what felt like another lifetime, Tiriana had gone for a walk in the King's Woods behind the castle with her handmaidens, enjoying the beauty of the forest and the warm embrace of the sunlight. She had done it hundreds of times... and she had never imagined anything could happen. That was proven a lie when, without warning, tentacles had whipped out from the undergrowth, capturing her and dragging her deeper into the woods. Her handmaidens had tried to save her, but they were quickly subdued and pulled along with her. As they descended into the darkness, screams filled the air, echoing off the walls of the pit as they were consumed by the hungry flesh that awaited them.
And she had been here ever since.
Tiriana couldn't help but witness the cruelty unfolding before her eyes as the tentacles mercilessly violated the three new captives. Each one suffered in her own unique way, their bodies writhing in agony as the monstrous creature claimed them.
The lupine girl, with her soft fur and delicate features, let out a bloodcurdling scream as three tentacles forced themselves again and again into her mouth, cunt, and asshole. Her muzzle stretched grotesquely around the girth of the invading appendage, her tongue lolling out as she choked on the fleshy intruder. Her legs kicked helplessly, the sharp claws on her paws unable to find purchase on the slick walls of flesh surrounding her.
The bunny girl, her ears pressed flat against her head in terror, whimpered as she, too, was subjected to the monster's brutal advances. Three tentacles slammed into her tiny form, one wedging itself in her tight pussy, another shoved deep into her rectum, and the third cramming her petite mouth with its slimy mass. Her eyes bulged with fear, her nose twitching uncontrollably as she struggled to breathe around the intrusion.
The white-haired human girl met her fate with a look of determination etched onto her face despite the horror of her situation. As the tentacles invaded her body, she gritted her teeth and tried to resist the urge to scream. However, the pain was too much to bear, and a strangled cry escaped her lips, muted almost completely by the flesh of the monster inside of her as her mouth, pussy, and ass were simultaneously penetrated. Her lithe form shook with the impact, her fingers clenching and unclenching as she fought to maintain some semblance of control.
Tiriana bore witness to their suffering, her heart heavy with the knowledge that there was nothing she could do to save them from the torture they were enduring. The pitiless assault continued, the tentacles pounding mercilessly into the girls' vulnerable bodies as the unforgiving demon relentlessly violated them.
Then the wolf girl's claws managed to open four bright, bleeding lines on one of the tentacles... and Tiriana winced. She was going to regret that.
For just an instant, the monster seemed to stop... almost as if stunned, shocked into stillness. It lasted just long enough for the girls to notice for them to grow confused. Then, all at once, the fucking resumed with incredible violence. Additional tentacles swarmed in, wrapping them up with all the thoroughness of a python as they wrapped around and around and around the resisting newcomers. Of course, this just made them resist more... the poor things.
With each attempt they made to hurt the tentacles fucking them the demon only grew more violent, cramming deeper into their defenseless bodies and fucking them harder still. The air around them was thick with the scent of fear and pain, and their slender frames trembled beneath the creature's onslaught. Slime splashed in a seemingly endless stream as the tentacles pistoned in and out of the victims' tight holes. Their breasts bounced and flopped wildly with each thrust, the tender flesh reddening from the rough treatment. Tiriana didn't know if any of those girls had taken a lover before, but she knew that no amount of preparation could have made their holes ready for this... they were as virginal as they could be for the monster's many tentacles. The dark elf could almost hear their muffled screaming as the tentacles stretched their unwilling sheaths to their limits, making their delicate skin ripple and bulge with each brutal plunge.
The monster showed absolutely no mercy... if it had been trying to break their will before, now it seemed like it was trying to break their bodies as well. The tentacles twisted and turned deep within the girls' depths, seeking out the most sensitive spots to torment them further. Slick, creamy green slime oozed from their stretched holes, mingling with the thinner slime that was still dissolving their clothes and trailing down their inner thighs. Even their faces contorted in pain, their eyes clenched shut and mouths open in silent screams as they endured the unforgiving invasion.
Eventually, the girls' struggles grew weaker, unable to actively resist anymore... their bodies were beaten down and exhausted from the constant abuse. The tentacles, sensing their submission, slowed down their rhythm, allowing the girls to catch their breath... but they never stopped fucking them. They only stopped punishing them.
As Tiriana watched, a morbid sense of déjà vu washed over her. She knew all too well the agony they were experiencing – the feeling of being torn apart and filled with the creature's unrelenting desire. Yet, despite her own suffering, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pity for these newcomers. Their lives – once filled with promise and hope – had been reduced to nothing more than servitude to the monstrous entity that had claimed them.
As the girls' faces twisted in agony once more, Tiriana clutched her own belly, feeling the latest creature inside her shift and squirm. Their presence was a constant reminder of the horrors she had endured and the fate that awaited these unfortunate souls. Their muffled screams echoed through the chamber as Tiriana watched the horrors unfold before her, mingling with the slurping and moaning that filled the air. In an attempt to block out the terrible scene, Tiriana closed her eyes.
Her reprieve, however, was short-lived... her attention wandering had meant that her first warning of approaching danger was when a clawed hand gripped onto her hip, pulling her up off the ground. She gasped, biting her lip to keep from crying out... With a swollen belly and a tentacle stuffing her cunt, it was painful to be moved like that. Even so, she looked behind her... even if she already knew what she was going to see.
One of the black, chitinous figures that the creature impregnated its hosts with had come up behind her, its spiky tail lashing back and forth in obvious excitement. She got a glimpse of its hard cock... a cock covered in small, barbed spikes, likely a horrific gift from the cat-girl mother that had spawned it. The creature didn't give her much time to prepare before it slammed its member up her ass, causing Tiriana to gasp in pain. Her pregnant belly swayed back and forth as she was fucked from behind, the sharp spikes tearing into her delicate flesh. The pain was excruciating... but Tiriana knew better than to resist. As bad as the tentacle demon could be, these monstrous creatures could be even more violent and brutal, and the last thing Tiriana wanted to do was to provoke the wrath of one of them. After all these years, the dark elf knew that it was better to just let them rape her.
Besides... she needed to eat.
With each thrust, Tiriana winced but remained passive, her body trembling beneath the creature's assault. She wouldn’t allow herself to cry out… instead, she silently endured the humiliation and pain, trying to focus on anything but the invasion taking place inside her body. Thankfully, any sounds she did make were masked by the horrible gangrape happening in midair as the fucking of the three new girls continued relentlessly, their screams echoing throughout the chamber as the tentacles violated their bodies. Tiriana watched helplessly as their faces contorted in pain, tears streaming down their cheeks. The sticky, green sap that served as the creature's semen filled their holes, dripping down their thighs in thick, slimy rivulets. Eventually, one tentacle was spent, and it tore its way out of her swollen pussy, letting fluids gush out in its wake. Their holes were never empty for long, however... a new tentacle, thick and bulging with its own fluids, was already quick to slam its way into them.
As the monstrous creature behind her continued to pound into her ass, Tiriana watched the other girls being thrust against the flesh walls of the pit. They were slowly being engulfed by it... their screaming growing more panicked as it threatened to swallow them completely. It wouldn't, but they didn't know that. Tiriana remembered all too well the feeling of being trapped within those walls; her body was held tight and helpless as she was relentlessly raped for days. It had taken her weeks to learn to stop struggling, and even now, she could still feel the lingering claustrophobia that came with the memory.
As the newcomers were absorbed into the wall, the relentless assault on their bodies didn't cease. Tentacles continued to penetrate them, replacing each other in an endless cycle of rape. The stamina of the tentacles was infinite, but their supplies of fluids were not, and each time a tentacle was drained of the flood of viridian slime, it quickly pulled out of that unfortunate girl. It was just as swiftly replaced by another, continuing the brutal assault without pause. Soon their bodies were halfway embedded in the flesh walls, their clothing dissolving as they continued to be fucked, their breasts and faces still exposed. The newcomers' faces contorted in agony, but Tiriana knew that, oddly, this might be a mercy... the flesh walls would keep them from fighting back until they learned that there was no point. Resisting would only make things worse... the dark elf understood that by now. They would soon know the same.
Try as Tiriana might, she could not entirely distract herself from the pain in her own body. The chitinous beast behind her continued to thrust mercilessly, its movements sending sharp pangs through her belly as the barbs scratched at her guts. Her hands clutched at her swollen stomach as it wobbled, once again feeling the creature inside her squirm and kick with unhappiness as it was jostled about. The sensation was revolting... a constant reminder that she was still alive only to serve as an incubator for the monster's young.
As the creature behind Tiriana neared its climax, she felt its thrusts become even more fierce and erratic. Each powerful stroke sent waves of pain through her rectum, and she knew from experience that the worst was yet to come. Clenching her teeth, she prepared herself for the inevitable release that would intensify her suffering.
With a low, guttural groan, the monster finally reached its peak. The hot, thick seed began to surge inside Tiriana, flooding her in an unrelenting torrent. The warmth and gelatinous texture of the cum-slime filled her completely, making her feel as though the creature's cock was somehow growing longer and forcing its way deep into her guts. She knew from countless encounters that this was simply the sensation of being filled to the brim with the creature's semen, yet it remained overwhelming nonetheless. Instinctively, Tiriana's hands moved to her belly again, feeling the swelling of pregnancy pressing against the creature's seed within her. The monster's child was growing inside her; its presence was made painfully apparent by the pressure of being filled by the monster's cum. It might even be its father's cum. It was impossible to tell these creatures apart, and Tiriana didn't have a clue which time she had been raped had been the one to impregnate her most recently. Maybe it was a previous child of hers. The thought made her sick, but she had had enough of them by now that it was more than possible...
As the last waves of the monster's release ebbed away, Tiriana felt a newfound sense of heaviness within her. She knew that the cum-slime would remain inside her for days, its thick consistency making its removal a slow process...it would be hard to get at it and eat it. Once, the thought of warning to do that would have disgusted her to no end. Now, she badly needed the nutrition. It was yet another reminder of her perpetual torment, a physical embodiment of the horrors she endured daily in the flesh pit.
As the monster finally released its hold on Tiriana, its massive cock pulled free with an audible pop. The dark elf slumped forward, her body aching and ravaged. Her ass felt raw and tender, the sharp spikes on the creature's cock leaving its mark. A torrent of viscous green semen gushed forth from her gaping hole, pouring out in thick rivulets that pooled on the floor below. The sight and smell of the creature's seed mixed with the stench of the pits, adding another layer to the air of depravity that hung heavy in the chamber. Tiriana collapsed into the puddle they had made on the slimy, flesh-covered ground with a splash. The dark elf could feel the cum-slime trickling down her thighs, mingling with the fluids that already coated her body. The sensation was disgusting and humiliating, yet she had grown numb to it over the centuries of captivity. She knew that soon, another tentacle would take its place, and the cycle of rape and impregnation would continue.
Tiriana only allowed herself to lay there for a moment, however, before she mustered the strength to stand again... no matter how breathless and overwhelmed she was, the creature wouldn't wait. Desperation clawed at Tiriana's chest as she eyed the monstrous appendage that had just violated her, still glistening with its thick seed. She knew from experience that it would provide some small measure of sustenance, but the mere thought of what she was about to do filled her with self-loathing.
Hating herself for every moment, Tiriana leaned forward and extended her tongue, lapping at the remaining cum that stuck to its barbed surface. The taste of the slim was vile, yet tasting it made her stomach rumble with sudden need. Tiriana froze for a moment, her mind reeling from the weight of her predicament. But hunger won out, and she resumed her task with renewed vigor. In the back of her mind, she remembered a time when she would have fought against such degradation, but those days were long gone. Now, she found herself grateful for any source of nourishment, no matter how foul or humiliating the act of obtaining it. She pressed on, determined to extract every last drop of nourishment. The once proud princess of a mighty elven kingdom had been reduced to this... a desperate, starving animal sucking on the cock of her captor to seek meager scraps of food.
When she finally let the creature's cock slip free of her mouth, clean and glistening with spit, Tiriana's stomach growled in protest. It wasn't enough; it would never be enough. She knew that she would need to find other sources of sustenance if she hoped to survive even another day in this nightmarish realm. Her eyes darted around the chamber, searching for anything that might provide her with the nourishment she so desperately needed. If she didn't, she was going to need to provoke one of those thick tentacles into embedding itself down her throat and get it to fill her stomach for her. It would be miserable, and if she wasn't careful, it could result in her going mad from the agony and constant struggle for breath… but even that was preferable to being pulled into the flesh walls if the tentacled demon decided she couldn’t survive on her own anymore. The chitinous creature walked away without making a sound... his lust momentarily satisfied, he had no further use for her.
In the darkness of the chamber, the tortured screams and moans of the three newcomer girls filled the air as they were subjected to the unrelenting torment of the monstrous tentacles. Their bodies jerked and spasmed in pain and pleasure, their cries echoing through the cavernous space. The vile creatures probed and penetrated every hole and crevice of their violated forms, taking their fill of the girls' innocence and leaving them ruined and used. The once-innocent girls were reduced to little more than senseless puppets, dancing to the tune of the tentacles that held them captive. The monsters inside them grew larger, their girth stretching the girls' tight passageways to the point of breaking. Tiriana saw the changes in their bellies, swelling and rounding as if they were expecting children.
And, indeed, they were - children of the pit, born of agony and ravishment, and bound for a life inflicting more of the same in the primal nightmare down here.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the tentacles loosened their grip on the girls, allowing them to collapse limp. If it weren't for the walls of flesh holding them fast, they would have fallen to the slimy ground like overstuffed sacks of grain. Instead, they hung from their embedded limps, no longer strong enough to even try to hold themselves up.
They lay there, panting and sobbing, their bodies completely spent and their spirits shattered. Tiriana was too far away to see the emptiness in their eyes, but she could imagine it well enough. It was the hollow, hopeless knowledge that their lives would never be the same again. She had seen it before, in the eyes of countless others who had shared her fate. It was a look that spoke of hopelessness and despair, a realization that they were now nothing more than playthings for the monster that inhabited this forsaken place.
And Tiriana was closer to them than any of the other girls.
Food. That was where she could get food.
Tiriana forced herself to her feet, the tentacle still buried deep within her. The movement sent a sharp pain through her body where the tentacle was still embedded so deep, and the monster in her stomach squirmed painfully, but the dark elf forced herself to ignore it and focus on just putting one foot in front of the other. Staggering over to the three newcomers, she could see that the rabbit girl and the wolf girl were barely conscious, their bodies limp and cum-drenched. The dark-skinned girl with white hair was the only one who seemed somewhat aware of her surroundings, her eyes glassy and unfocused as she stared at Tiriana. As she reached her, the dark elf noticed the sticky residue left behind by the tentacles was coating their skin like a second layer. Already, their clothing had just a few scraps remaining. Soon, it would be nothing at all. All three girls were filthy, covered in slime and cum, just as she had been when she first arrived in this hellish realm. Gently, she brushed the matted hair from their faces, hoping to offer some small measure of solace.
Other girls from the area were approaching, drawn by the promise of cum-slime to lick up and sate their hunger like blood in the water drew sharks... so Tiriana knew she had to act quickly. She knelt between the dark-skinned girl's legs where they were splayed open, her stomach growling in hunger. The girl looked at her with desperate eyes, her voice weak and raspy as she begged for help, pleading. "Please... help me..." the dark-skinned girl murmured, her eyes filled with tears. "I can't take any more of this... I just want to go home..."
Tiriana's heart ached at the sight of the broken girl before her. She looked like she might have some dark elf blood herself, and the former princess wanted to reassure her, to tell her that everything would be alright... even if it meant she had to lie. She knew all too well the hopelessness that was consuming her now. Lies, however, wouldn't help her, and any comfort she could offer would be fleeting at best. Tiriana knew that their fate was sealed. The monster's seed had taken root within them, and already the girl in front of her would bear its offspring... just like Tiriana herself did. They would become like her, hopeless and helpless, trapped in this cycle of violence and degradation as their bodies served as vessels for the creature's unholy spawn. Tiriana glanced down at her own distended belly, feeling the weight of the creature growing within her. It kicked and thrashed, reminding her that she, too, was carrying the monster's child. Her days would pass in a blur of pain and misery, each one identical to the last. The rapes would be endless, the tentacles plunging into the girl's swollen, stretched body with relentless intensity. Tiriana would have to watch them transform before her eyes, changing from a proud and defiant spirit used to living free into a broken shell of what they used to be, their will crumbling beneath the unending barrage of violation and humiliation. They would never leave this place, never know freedom or love or joy ever again. They were doomed to live out their days in servitude to the monster that had claimed them, their bodies and souls forever tainted by its touch.
What comfort could she possibly offer to overcome that?
"I'm sorry..." Tiriana whispered softly... and then she leaned forward and began to lick at the girl's pussy, her tongue lapping up the cum that was oozing from her ravaged slit.
The girl moaned in hopelessness, and Tiriana tried to ignore that. The taste was salty and bitter and probably polluted with the other woman's juices but she couldn't let herself care about that, either - She needed the nourishment, and this was the only way to get it. As she licked and sucked, she could feel the cum slowly trickling down her throat, coating her esophagus on its way to her belly. It was an unpleasant sensation, but it was better than the alternative – starving in this hellish place.
Especially since starving wouldn’t be the end.
Tiriana had seen it. When a girl refused to eat and began to wither away, the tentacles noticed. They would push one of the thicker tentacles down her throat and leave her gagging and choking for hours and hours and hours while it pumped liters of slime into the unlucky girl’s stomach. That would be bad enough, but then it wouldn’t trust her to eat for months afterward… feeding her again and again and again like that. Sometimes, the girl would go completely insane and end up pulled into the flesh walls… and Tiriana would do anything to avoid that fate.
Meanwhile, the dark-skinned newcomer moaned softly, her quiet whimpers barely audible over the slurping sounds coming from Tiriana's mouth. Her hips twitched slightly, as if trying to squirm away from Tiriana's ministrations, but the flesh walls held her firmly in place. Tiriana continued to lick and suck, her movements becoming more urgent as the other girls closed in. She knew she didn't have much time before they descended upon the newcomers, eager to claim their share of the monster's seed. Soon, the wolf and the rabbit were the focus of a struggle between hungry girls trying to get between their legs and lick for their own share.
The dark-skinned woman looked down at the elf with horror in her eyes, disbelief painting her face as she realized who was licking her pussy clean. "You're... you're Tiriana Adnala," she gasped out, her voice trembling. "The lost princess... my ancestor..."
It had been a very long time since Tiriana had heard her name spoken aloud, and the sound of it now sent waves of misery and homesickness crashing through her, emotions she thought she had long since pushed beyond. She finished licking the cum from Alicia's pussy and lay down beside the girl, her eyes filled with questions.
"Who are you?" she asked softly, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Alicia, still reeling from the revelation of the elf's identity, introduced herself shakily. "I'm Alicia... Alicia Adnala," she said, her voice rough. "I... I think I'm one of your descendants… through your younger sister..."
Tiriana's eyes widened at the news. She hadn't thought of her baby sister for... for a very long time. She hadn't let herself think about her. "You... you are?" she couldn't help but ask. "Y-you're a princess too?"
Alicia stared, her eyes more than a little dazed from the brutal gangrape she had just been put through. "There is no crown anymore," she said, voice hollow. "No monarchy. No princesses. It collapsed... more than two hundred years ago." She looked at the princess in disbelief. "I can't believe you're alive... It's been more than five hundred years..."
The realization hit Tiriana like a wave, threatening to drown her in despair. Five hundred years... So much time had passed. So many years, so many rapes. She could see them all... an endless string of violent use, of impregnation and birth. She couldn't remember all of them... and the days had blurred together too thoroughly for her to tell them all apart. Finding out it had been five hundred years, however... it seemed to draw them all into sharp relief. She felt like she could see all of them, all at once, and the thought almost drove her insane.
She shook her head, unwilling to think about it any longer.
Alicia, thankfully, gave her something else to think about. "What is this place? What is this... this thing?"
Tiriana held onto that thought. "I think... I think it's Galubleix..." she said quietly, her mind reaching back to distant memories.
Alicia blinked. "The... the demon lord? The one from legend?"
"It wasn't a legend," the dark elf said. She had had endless time to think down here, endless time for her thoughts to wander, and all the incentive in the world to try to distract herself. "The kingdom really was founded by my great grandfather after he slew a demon lord who ruled the land... smote his body and left him to rot in the woods. His blood sank into the ground."
"So... it's a demon?" the elf-blooded human said, confused.
"No, not quite," Tiriana said. "My ancestor killed that creature. But... its power didn't die with it. I think it seeped into the ground, infecting it... mutating what it found down here. There's no will driving that power anymore... it doesn't want anything. That lustful power it had in life now just... exists. Without purpose or independent desire. It just hungers now.
Alicia gulped. "Then... then we have to escape," she said urgently, her eyes darting around the room. "We need to get out of here, away from this place. Need to tell the army about this place. Have it finish the job of slaying the demon's remnants out in these woods."
Tiriana laughed bitterly, the sound harsh and jarring in the dank chamber. "There is no escape," she told Alicia, shaking her head. "Don't you think I've tried? There is no way out..."
As Alicia started to protest, her eyes wide with terror, Tiriana could see the fear in her gaze. But before she could utter a single word, her stomach heaved violently, and she let out a pained cry that echoed throughout the chamber.
The dark elf watched with dread as Alicia's body contorted in agony, her slender limbs flailing against the unyielding flesh wall. She knew all too well what was happening; the first pregnancy was always horrifically fast with a virgin body. Elf-blooded girl yanked ferociously against the wall she was stuck in, and a few times she managed to get an inch or two of her arm free... before the wall's tension sucked her back in. Despite Alicia's desperate struggles, she remained trapped within the monster's embrace, its grasp only tightening with each passing moment.
Tiriana averted her gaze, unable to bear witness to the girl's suffering any longer. Instead, she focused on the small puddle of "food" that had dripped down to the floor, her mouth twisted in disgust as she lapped it up like a starving animal. Each swallow tasted like ash in her mouth, and the entire process was as humiliating as sin, but she knew she had no choice; her body craved the sustenance offered by the vile substance, and worse would happen if she collapsed.
It wasn't able to completely distract her, however. Alicia's screams grew louder and more desperate, resonating through the damp air and rousing some of the other victims from their stupor. Others, the ones who had been licking at the bunny and the wolf, looked furtively over at the dark-skinned girl... her screams were drawing attention. Thankfully, one of the tentacles responded to the commotion first. It whipped through the air with blinding speed before plunging down Alicia's throat. The gag muffled her cries, but her muted whimpers were still audible, a testament to the unimaginable pain she was enduring.
As Tiriana continued to feed, her heart heavy with sorrow, she couldn't help but wonder how many more girls would suffer the same fate as Alicia. How many more lives would be forever ruined by the unstoppable hunger of the monster lurking within these walls? Deep down, she knew that as long as the demon's remnants remained, there would be no escape for any of them—no hope. No future.
Just an eternity of suffering.
Alicia's agony seemed to last for an eternity, but finally, as her muted, choking screams reached a crescendo, her body convulsed in the final throes of childbirth. The dark elf braced herself, waiting for the possible cries of the newborn demon, but instead, she heard only silence. Tiriana risked a glance up and saw that the tentacle was no longer assaulting Alicia, though her face bore the red marks of its incessant intrusion.
She looked over at her and saw something shift within Alicia's body. A moment later, a dark, black shape slithered free from between her legs, landing with a wet splat on the ground below.
The creature lay still for a moment, and Tiriana allowed herself a moment of vain hope that perhaps the creature might be stillborn. Her hopes, however, were useless. It began to squirm, and then the chitinous creature slowly unfolded, revealing itself to be a smaller version of one of the dark, monstrous figures that prowled this accursed place. It crawled up Alicia's body, its claws digging into her tender flesh as it made its way towards her breasts. Panic filled Alicia's eyes as she realized what was about to happen, and she squirmed uselessly against the wall that still held her captive.
As the creature's mouth closed around Alicia's swollen nipple, she let out a cry of pain and terror. It was trying to suck milk from her tits... but her body hadn't begun to produce it yet. Her pregnancy had come too quickly for her body to prepare itself. That would come later, but right now it would practically chew through her nipples, trying to get milk that wouldn't come. Tiriana watched helplessly, her heart aching at the suffering of the young girl beside her. But then, a thought occurred to her. Perhaps there was a way to lessen Alicia's torment, if only slightly.
Tiriana leaned forward, offering her own leaking breasts to the dark shape. With a hiss of satisfaction, it released Alicia's nipple and latched onto Tiriana's instead. She bit back a cry of pain as its sharp teeth sank into her tender flesh, but she refused to allow herself the luxury of showing weakness. Instead, she focused on the relief that spread across Alicia's face as the creature abandoned her sore, ravaged nipple for Tiriana's comparatively untouched one, sucking the milk that leaked from her swollen tits.
"You're going to have to hope your breasts start producing soon," Tiriana said matter-of-factly, her voice almost drowned out by the slurping of the monster on her tit. "You'll be giving birth a lot now... and your tits will be savaged by their efforts to feed if you aren't producing."
Alicia coughed and hacked, trying to catch her breath as the tentacle down her throat pulled back. As she looked up at Tiriana, another tentacle emerged from the wall of flesh and slithered towards her quaking pussy, pushing its way inside her with savage intensity. Gasping in pain, Alicia felt the rubbery appendage stretch her swollen folds wide open. The creature began to fuck her slowly, deliberately, its cruel movements sending shockwaves of agony coursing through her body. Just a few feet away the same thing was happening to her companions as well… but mercifully, the two of them were too far out of it to really notice.
Alicia was not so lucky.
"Welcome to your new life," Tiriana said bitterly, watching as Alicia struggled against the relentless thrusts of the tentacle. "You'll be pregnant again shortly, and giving birth again within a few more hours."
Alicia turned to look at Tiriana's swollen belly, her eyes widening in horror as she realized the truth of her situation. "But how haven't you given birth yet?" she managed to ask through gritted teeth. "If it's so fast..."
Tiriana closed her eyes for a moment, her voice filled with despair as she answered Alicia's question. "Each time it gets slower... That's why the tentacle beast is always looking for new incubators. After five hundred years, I guess it takes a few weeks for me to gestate a new monster."
The realization hit Alicia hard. She was trapped in this hellish prison, doomed to be impregnated over and over again by the monstrous creature that lurked within the walls. Her body would be used as a breeding ground for its unnatural offspring, and there was nothing she could do to escape her fate.
As they continued to talk, another of the black, chitinous monsters slithered over to them with an unnerving sense of purpose. Alicia's screaming had obviously drawn it... it headed directly towards Alicia, its eyes never leaving her. It pushed Tiriana out of the way without any hint of remorse, its claws digging into her fragile skin and leaving angry red marks in their wake. The dark elf gritted her teeth against the pain, knowing that resistance was futile.
The newcomer grabbed both of Alicia's legs, its cold touch sending shivers down her spine. She screamed and struggled, her terror intensifying as the tentacle up her cunt slowly withdrew. Desperate to escape the nightmare unfolding before her, she kicked and thrashed wildly, her bare feet scratching at the creature's hard exoskeleton as if it could really make a difference.
Tiriana watched the scene unfold with a heavy heart, her eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and resignation. She understood the primal urge to resist the horrors they faced, but she also knew that Alicia's attempts to fight back were only making things worse. "Alicia, stop!" Tiriana cried out, her voice barely audible above the girl's screams. "You're only making it worse for yourself!"
But Alicia didn't listen, her panic overriding any rational thought. The chitinous creature growled in annoyance, its mandibles opening wide as it prepared to deliver a deadly blow. In a flash of movement, it grabbed Alicia by the neck and slammed her repeatedly against the flesh wall, her skull bouncing against the soft, meaty surface.
Dazed by the impact, Alicia's struggles weakened, and she barely twitched as the monster forced its way inside her pussy with brutal efficiency. It fucked her violently, its thrusts so powerful that they lifted her body from where it dangled, letting her drop once again from where she hung from the flesh.
Through her blurred vision, Alicia saw Tiriana's features contort in agony as she witnessed the younger girl's suffering."I told you to stop fighting," Tiriana murmured, her voice trembling with emotion. "Struggling only makes them more violent..."
Defeated and broken, Alicia's body went limp, her arms falling to her sides as she gave in to the inevitable. As the monster continued to ravage her swollen cunt, she stared blankly at the crimson and black walls of flesh surrounding her, the reality of her new life slowly sinking in.
The creature continued ravaging Alicia's swollen cunt with relentless brutality. As it thrust deep inside her, she felt its cock swelling, expanding within her, stretching her to the limit. This one must have been spawned from a girl like her wolf-girl friend... Its canine cock grew thicker at the base. The pain must have been excruciating, and her cries became more desperate as the monster mercilessly claimed her body... making Tiriana wince. If she kept crying out, she'd only attract more attention.
From where Tiriana stood, she watched Alicia's struggles with a heavy heart. The poor girl was still trying to come to terms with her new reality, but there was no escaping the horrors of this place. Alicia's mind seemed to drift away from the pain, desperately clinging to memories of happiness and freedom. But those memories only served as a harsh reminder of everything she had lost. The young girl's desperate attempts to escape the monster's grasp were met with brutal force, causing her to cry out even louder.
Tiriana felt a pang of guilt as she watched Alicia suffer, knowing that resistance was futile. She wished she could turn back time and save the girl from this horrific fate, but it was too late.
As Alicia continued to struggle, Tiriana noticed the chitinous monster's cock swelling inside her, stretching her to the limit and causing Alicia to cry out in agony. Tiriana winced, knowing that Alicia’s screams would only attract more attention from the other monsters lurking in the shadows.
Seeming to detect the coming danger, the infant creature suckling at Tiriana’s breasts let go of her nipple, dropping to the ground and scurrying away. The dark elf watched it go with increasing unease, and she began to wonder if she should run at all… but it was already too late. As Alicia's screams grew louder, they caught the attention of more of the malevolent creatures that lurked in the darkness. Another one emerged from the dim, pulsating light, drawn to the sound of the girl's suffering like predators to an injured prey. Their interest was wider than Alicia, however. With the screaming girl occupied by someone already breeding her, it was more than happy to turn its gaze upon Tiriana instead.
With a swiftness that belied their size, the monsters pounced on Tiriana, holding her down as its own cock, a twisting corkscrew of a thing, forced its way into her guts. She cried out in agony, her voice joining Alicia's in a chorus of despair... but only once. The dark elf's lips trembled as she forced herself to remain silent. She had long ago learned the hard way that both fighting and drawing attention only made things worse.
Other monsters emerged from the shadows... drawn by the screams. With these two occupied, they turned their attention to the two comatose girls who lay unmoving in the flesh. With cold, unemotional enthusiasm, they spread the girls' legs for easy access. The girls abruptly woke up screaming as the tentacles embedded almost to their wombs tore their way out, hurting just as badly on the way in. In almost the same second, the chitinous monsters penetrated the girls' tight cunts, causing their screams to take on a new, higher-pitched tone as the creatures violated their bodies.
The chamber echoed with the sounds of torture and misery as the girls were subjected to the relentless assault of the monsters. Alicia could do nothing but watch in horror as her friends suffered the same fate she had endured for so long. She felt powerless, unable to help them as the vicious creatures brutalized them.
As the monsters continued to savage the girls' bodies, their struggles only seemed to fuel the creatures' lust. They bucked and thrashed, trying desperately to escape the monsters' grasp, but it was no use. They were trapped, doomed to be used and abused by the sadistic beings that inhabited this twisted realm.
Alicia and Tiriana's gazes met helplessly as the canine-cocked monster filling the other girl's cunt reached its climax. It emptied itself inside her wordlessly, its cum dripping from her stretched cuntlips and running down her thighs. With each passing second, the creature's hold on her weakened until it finally released her, leaving her to collapse in her fleshy bondage with her legs spread wide, showcasing her violated cunt pumped full of monster seed. She looked at Tiriana through tear-filled eyes as the dark elf bit her lip to continue screaming in agony at her anal rape.
"I can't believe this is happening," Alicia sobbed, her tears dripping onto the fleshy surface below her. She turned her head towards Tiriana as the monster stalked away, its canine cock still throbbing with satisfaction. "I... I just saved this place..."
Tiriana grimaced, her own cum-filled cunt aching in sympathy with Alicia's pain. "What do you mean?" she gasped between breaths, struggling to maintain her composure despite the agony coursing through her body.
Alicia struggled to sit up, her hands trembling as she tried to wipe away the mixture of sweat and tears that streaked her face. "I... The castle was about to be torn down and developed... the forest, too. As part of the royal family's descendants, I fought to have this area protected. I had it declared a historical site!"
Tiriana closed her eyes briefly, fighting back the pain of her anal rape... too exhausted to even contemplate a future without the constant torment of the flesh pit. "What does that mean?"
Alicia's voice was laced with despair. "It means that this place is protected," she sobbed. "No one will develop it. Barely anyone but the occasional tourist will ever go here. They were going to rip it down... find this place. Now, they can't. It's going to stay here forever."
Tiriana's eyes widened in horror, and the realization struck her like a physical blow, shattering the delicate hope she hadn't even realized that she had been clinging to. The dark elf thought that she had given up... but it was only when this last hope was taken away that she realized she hadn't. She still had been convinced, somewhere deep inside, that someone was going to come and rescue her. That someday, royal knights would come storming in and save her. Now, she realized that that was never going to happen. She truly was going to be trapped down here forever, with no chance of rescue.
Tiriana's belly twisted violently, causing her to scream in agony as the tentacle embedded deep inside her yanked itself out without warning. The monster inside her writhed and thrashed, flailing inside of her as it lashed out, trying to escape the dark elf's womb. In her anguish, she could feel the creature forcing its way out of her, tearing through her flesh as it emerged into the world. As the monster was pushed out, the beast embedded in her ass swelled, reaching its climax inside her tight hole. Tiriana sobbed uncontrollably, her cries echoing throughout the chamber as she realized that she was now forever tethered to this place, bound by the horrors that surrounded her.
Her hope and innocence shattered, and Tiriana felt a renewed sense of despair wash over her. With each passing moment, the reality of her predicament sunk in deeper, weighing her down like an anchor chain dragging her beneath the waves. It felt like she was experiencing all of this for the first time as it finally sank in that there would be no rescue, no savior to free her from this living nightmare. She would be here forever.
The cock in her ass throbbed, the heat of the monster's cum seeping deep into her, branding her as its own. Tiriana's cries filled the air, mingling with the incessant moans and slurping sounds that permeated the chamber. Her body shook with each sob, her once proud posture reduced to a broken, huddled mess. As she hunched forward, her cum-filled cunt dripped onto the fleshy surface below her, the tangy smell of monster cum mixing with the putrid stench of the pit.
"Please..." Tiriana whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the din. "Please, let me go... I can't take any more..." But her pleas fell on deaf ears, the monsters around her too consumed by their own lust to pay any heed to her desperate cries.
There would be no escape for Tiriana Adnala, not from this hellish realm or the tortured existence that awaited her. Nor would there be one for Alicia... as a descendant of the elven royal family, she still likely had enough elf blood in her to live a very, very long time. The darkness closed in around her, swallowing her whole as she struggled to come to terms with the bitter truth: she was destined to spend eternity trapped in this waking nightmare, her body and soul irreparably broken by the monsters that claimed her as their own.
Forever.
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