Chapter 47 – Episode 8- Miriel Obeys (3)

All characters appearing are adults.
*This is a fictional story that is nothing but fiction. Never follow

“Come on, open your mouth, Miriel. Come on.”

Emilia took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Miriel.

It was the porridge that Emilia made by hand for Miriel, who was not alone.
As he naturally learned to cook while taking care of Lilia, he was able to easily cook at least one porridge for her.

“Okay, it’s okay. I-I will eat it myself.”

Miriel was extremely reluctant.

If it was Emilia’s food, she wanted to eat Miriel too.
Since it was a precious food made by a hero who saved the world, there was no reason to refuse it.
It was polite to eat with sincere gratitude.

If the porridge Emilia made wasn’t made with semen, she would have really enjoyed it.

“Don’t do that, and open your mouth. It gets cold.”
“Okay, it’s okay. Really. I will eat it myself.”
“Then go ahead and eat. You haven’t touched your hands since eating. I made it for you, and you will be disappointed.”
“Eww…”

It’s not just porridge.
Even the meat stir-fry that Emilia made by hand was mixed with semen like a sauce, the salad made with vegetables and fruits was also sprinkled with semen, and the bread was smeared with semen like jam.
The water poured into the cup was also mixed with semen.

It contains all the disgusting semen.
All the semen that I don’t even want to look at is mixed.
How are you supposed to eat this food?
The fishy smell that seemed to rot her nose made Miriel feel sick.

“I learned from Selena for you. I thought I could just eat the semen, but cooking it this way isn’t bad either.”
“Selena, why are you doing useless things…”

Why did I teach you such useless things?

No, why did you come up with the idea to cook with something like this in the first place?
Did he come up with a crazy idea because he was fooled by a succubus and went crazy?
Miriel truly resented Selena.

“Did you say anything?”
“Oh, no. Nothing.”
“Come on, eat. Now!”
“… Ha.”

There is no way back now.
If I don’t eat it, Emilia will forcefully scoop it up.
I can’t even say that I’d rather starve after eating something like this.
How could he deny it when he looked at him with such expectant eyes?
If you don’t eat, you will be very disappointed. Miriel didn’t want to see it.

However, there was something else that was more difficult to bear.

‘Mmm, I want to eat.’

I’m sure it’s disgusting, so I’m sick of it, but every time the fishy smell of semen stings the tip of my nose, I get short of breath.
I can’t stand the delicious smell, so my mouth fills with saliva.
You do it automatically even if you don’t want to.
Miriel quietly swallowed her saliva, not wanting to be found out by Emilia, but the more she swallowed, the more her stomach roared.

Let’s eat soon
Come on, let’s eat something full of cum.
Don’t hesitate, let’s eat.
Don’t force yourself to hold on and clamor to eat quickly.

Miriel really did not want to hear such a clamor.

‘If only it hadn’t been modified!’

While she was imprisoned, Miriel had her nose and tongue altered as well.
The succubus, who couldn’t swallow semen and threw up, kindly remodeled it.
It was thoroughly remodeled so that it would not vomit semen again, so that it would not be thought of as dirty semen, and that it would make you tickle just by smelling it.

‘Ahhhhh? Uhhhhh! That, stop, that… Uhhhhh!’

The succubus covered Miriel’s face with a large mass of tentacles.
The tentacles that wrapped around his face pulled out numerous small tentacles inside his body, and took over Miriel’s mouth and nose.

The small tentacles that invaded the mouth were so tightly packed that the tongue, teeth, and roof of the mouth could not be seen.
So was the nose.
All visible parts were pierced, leaving only the smallest hole for breathing.

And they started injecting drugs.
Semen is not simply excretion, but it is constantly injected with drugs so that it is recognized as a special product that you will not forget even if you die once you eat it, as a drug that you will fall in love with the more you eat it, and as a savory smell rather than a fishy smell.

‘Ahhhhh? Ahhhhh! My please… Uhhhhh!’

He passed on drugs as well as electricity.
A small amount of electricity stimulated the brain through the numerous tentacles stuck in the head.
Electricity was sent not only to the brain, but also to the mouth and nostrils.
To prevent her from rejecting the semen, she constantly stimulated Miriel to recognize it as food so delicious that her mouth watered just by looking at it.
This process was so painful, and Miriel even shed her tears and begged it to stop.

Of course, there was no way the succubus would listen to Miriel’s appeal.

In the end, Miriel

‘Chu-eup, chu-eup, chu-eup, chureureup, chu-eup, chueu-eup… No, it’s delicious You are so delicious.’

She was able to suck her cock without hesitation and swallow her semen, which she found disgusting.

Now, at the sight of her cock, or at the sight of her semen-like liquid, Miriel stopped her in her tracks, and her mouth was always salivating.

So, it was for this reason that she had a serious conflict over whether or not to eat the delicious food in front of her.

‘Oh, you can’t eat it. Eat, eat, me. I am…’

Do not eat.
Even if Emilia made her own food, she couldn’t eat porridge filled with semen.

If you eat it, you become a slave to yourself.
She ends up declaring herself domesticated.
She regards semen-eating as a pleasure and returns to her big grin.
She sleeps in prison, but even looking at it turns her back into an idiot scrambling to eat.
Miriel said she didn’t want to go back then.

“Uuuuu…”

But more than her dislike, her desire to enjoy dinner right away was strong.
She clamored to accept it without hesitation, and to receive the bowl quickly hit Miriel’s ears.
There was no way for her to escape anyway, so she could be heard reprimanding her why she was hesitating.

‘Damn it, damn it!’

In the end, Miriel had no choice but to choose.

“This. Please give me I will eat.”

Miriel took the bowl and spoon of porridge in Emilia’s hand, almost taking them away.
And, she began to gobble it up.
It felt like a lot of her goo was left in her throat, but she didn’t care and ate it up.

‘Let’s eat it. Don’t savor it, let’s get rid of it quickly!’

Let’s eat food
That is the conclusion Miriel made.
There is no hole to escape anyway.
Since this is the realm of demons, they have no idea where what is or where the escape route is.
Even if I go out, I will be caught soon.

Emilia wouldn’t let her run away either.
No matter where she runs, door or window, she will eventually be overpowered, and she will force her mouth open and pour in more than enough porridge.

Once, when she showed signs of running away, Emilia, without questioning, threw Miriel to the ground.

‘Don’t even think about running away. If they go out, I won’t be able to protect them any longer.’

She will protect Emilia no matter what if she stays at the inn, but she can’t do that when she leaves.
As she wanders, her demons will stumble upon her and she will be raped.

So stay still in this room. Emilia kindly explained.

‘As punishment, I’ll stab you until you pass out.’
‘Now, for a moment… Ahhhhh!’

Afterwards, in the name of her punishment, Emilia dug the inside of her vagina with her fingers.
She tormented Miriel until her eyes turned inside out.
When her bullying was over, she had a small puddle of water around Miriel’s crotch.

Because of that, Miriel couldn’t get up without her care.
Even without Emilia, he couldn’t stand up.

It’s because she can feel the eyes watching her from all sides.
So she had better not try to escape.
Because now she is hiding herself from Miriel and there is no way to get out.

However, there was something else that was harder to endure than that.

‘I’m so hungry.’

I am so hungry.
She couldn’t even eat dinner and she mingled with her lease all day.
Thanks to that, her hunger was gone.
Anything is good, so she must eat something.

Fortunately, she had a means to solve it in front of her eyes.
To deny this is foolish.
Even if she endured, in the end, only Miriel would suffer.

So eat.
She doesn’t like to eat, but she has to eat to live.
Since there is nothing to savor, let’s swallow it all with the thought of chewing on grass roots.
Miriel was so sad at the reality of having to make such a choice, and she hated the reality of not being able to stop eating even when she was sad.

The meal continued for several minutes, and Miriel ate all of the food Emilia had brought with her.
She also gulped down the cup filled with semen mixed with water.

“Wow, you eat so fast. Would you have brought more?”

Emilia was greatly impressed.
Along with her own portion, she prepared more than three servings of food, which she ate all by herself.
She declined, but the answer was that she prepared a lunch box.
Emilia was overjoyed that her own food was so delicious.

Of course, the party isn’t happy at all.

“Ha ha, ha, ha. Ugh…”

She vowed not to savor it, but she did.
A smile bloomed spontaneously at the sweet taste of the semen that melted the tip of her tongue.
No one will taste such delicious food.

Anyone who can’t eat this delicacy must be really unfortunate, she thought.

She would think that way.
Miriel was so resentful of himself.
Even though she had been remodeled, she thought that as long as she had the will, she would be able to hold on, but contrary to her mind, her body was already immersed in semen.

What’s more unacceptable is that she doesn’t feel disgust at all.
She’s rather relieved that she’s glad she ate.
She thought that if she hadn’t eaten, she would have greatly regretted it.
I hate to deny it, but it’s true.
She really reassured Miriel, and she really hated herself for being like this.

“As expected, do you have a good appetite because you are pregnant with triplets? I should have done more.”

Emilia, who didn’t even think about Miriel’s feelings, touched Miriel’s stomach in a circular motion.

I could feel the throbbing of the sleeping little birds through my palms.
With so much energy, Emilia spontaneously raised the corner of her mouth.

‘Ah, I want one too.’

I want to have a third.
Whether it was the seed of her ex or her remarried husband, she wanted to have it.
The other men didn’t care.
Even right now, Emilia wanted to embrace a new life.

But if she did, she would put Eris in an awkward position.
Even a scarecrow could cause trouble for Eris if she caused a fuss.
Even if she wanted it unconditionally, Emilia did not want to become an irresponsible adult to the point of giving her daughter a hard time.

‘If it’s sperm… Will I give it to you?’

A sperm left by Leviathan for her own descendants.
The sperm was split between Junice, Arietta, and Riviera’s daughter.
Of course Eris has it too.
Since it is a valuable item that can never be produced again, Eris is keeping it in a place unknown to anyone.

Wouldn’t it be okay if I used that sperm to get pregnant?
She herself is the Empress of Leviathan anyway, and if she becomes pregnant with that Leviathan’s sperm, she will not put Eris in her trouble.
She won’t let the royal honor be tarnished.
Emilia thought that she should ask for a favor later, when she has time.

“Hey, haven’t you decided on a name yet? Didn’t Rhys say anything?”
“Oh, I haven’t said anything yet. I guess I’m thinking…”
“Then can I build it? I am very good at naming myself. I’ll give you a name that best suits the two of you. It’s the fruit of love, so I’ll give it a good name. How is it? Is it okay?”
“…”

What does this mean?
The forced result is the fruit of love.
Miriel’s face darkened at her absurd sophistry.
If Emilia hadn’t been a respected hero, she would have been swearing at her long ago.

‘I didn’t want to have it…’

Currently, the seed of the demon race is growing inside Miriel’s stomach.
Not one, but three lives slumbering in her belly.
There is no obvious change in her appearance as she is still in the early stages of pregnancy, but over time, her belly will gradually swell.

‘Why, why did you get pregnant with that bastard’s child? I didn’t even want to…’

Her self-portrait in her full term.
Even just thinking about her, Miriel’s body shuddered like a person suffering from trauma.
Now that she has an unwanted pregnancy, it is no wonder that she panics.

‘Hey, pregnant? Me, me? That Demon’s baby is in my stomach?’

The day she wasn’t feeling well because she suddenly vomited.
When Miriel, who went to the hospital with Emilia, found out that she was pregnant, she was momentarily dazed.
She didn’t even know what to say because she was such a no-nonsense person.

‘That’s a lie, right? They’re triplets. It can’t be. It can’t be!’

I wondered if the doctor had lied for a joke.
These doubts were allayed when the doctor used a crystal ball to show her what was going on inside her stomach.

The crystal ball used by doctors is used when examining patients, and it can see through the human body.

Of course, he could also see the three little birds sleeping in Miriel’s belly.
And Miriel, who saw that, was in despair.

‘Haha… What is this… This… What the hell…’

In a way, this is a natural result.
She shuffled her body every day nonstop.
Every day Reese’s cock fucked up her lower crotch, and every time her womb was filled with semen.
It’s even more strange that I’m not pregnant because I’ve done this without missing a single day.

Still, Miriel hoped.
Please, I hope she doesn’t have anything to do with that demon.
She didn’t want her to have anything to do with him in any way.
It was humiliating to mix one’s body with a filthy demon, but to have a child of that person was tantamount to trampling on the pride of an angel.
It’s like violating the Goddess’ teaching that you should never mix with evil.

Miriel betrayed that teaching.
Even if it wasn’t arbitrary, the fact that it was mixed with evil doesn’t change.

Desperate, Miriel attempted her suicide.
She said that she would rather die than live, and tried to use her magic to burn her own head.

However, her suicide attempt failed.

‘Damn it, isn’t suicide allowed? .’

It was impossible to commit suicide in the first place.
It couldn’t have been possible.
It was because when she was trained by a succubus in prison, a command that forbade her to commit suicide was entered into her head.
It was because teaching assistants themselves would be meaningless if they committed suicide.

For this reason, the flame Miriel had made to set her own head on fire was quickly extinguished by her, like a flurry of dust.

‘I have to talk to him sometime. We need to talk, but…’

The little birds in the linen are protected by magic.
Thanks to this, no matter how rough sex Reese has, she doesn’t have to worry about miscarriage.
It wasn’t simply because the little birds were worried about it.

It’s just that she doesn’t want to let her demon, Lys, know that she’s pregnant.
The moment she said it, it was like admitting that Miriel had been defeated.

However, no matter how much magic she protects, her appearance will change.
The stomach will gradually swell, and Reese, who saw it, will start to doubt it.

And when it gets too bloated, no matter how much she wants to hide it, she has no choice but to tell the truth in the end.

Will she be confident that when the time comes she will confess everything?
After she confessed, couldn’t she declare herself to be a slave?
Isn’t she begging to be taken care of, since everything is over?
Miriel was so afraid that she might become like that.

“Miriel, don’t hide it and tell me everything.”

Emilia saw right through what Miriel was thinking.
She heard through Reese that Miriel was hiding something, and she was pregnant so she knew Miriel was confused too.
Considering these two things, it was quite predictable.

“I’ll get caught anyway, so it’s better to say it right now. Miriel, you know very well that there is only one path to choose from right now, right?”
“…”
“Why don’t you give up when you know it? Are the wings dirty like this? If you endure, it will only be painful. Do you want to be broken like me?”

Give up.
Don’t be stubborn with her and live with Rhys as a couple for the rest of her life.
She admits she has fallen and starts her new life.
Don’t suffer alone, she should speak frankly.
Tell her what she really wants.
The answer is already out there.
Emilia’s words contained this meaning.

“There is no salvation anyway. There is no hope. The goddess will be used as a test subject sooner or later, and your friends have become members of the demon tribe. You too are destined to become a fallen angel. Miriel, you know very well that once you are stained with darkness, you will never be clean again, right?”

There is no hope.
There is no means of escape, no means of solution, no answer to solve this conundrum.
Everything is blocked, and it is impossible to break through.
Whichever one you choose, there is nothing but despair.
There is no way out of living hell.

If that’s the case, it’s right to choose the one with the better situation, even in hell.

So Emilia became the Empress of Leviathan.
If she became the empress and could grab the guy’s heart, if she could make peace with less of her blood, then becoming the wife of the demon king wouldn’t be a bad choice, she thought.

That’s why Miriel wanted to make the same choice as herself.
Just as Emilia gave up her hero and vowed to become the demon king’s wife, she hoped that she would choose her better option.
She wanted to realize that just because she was different, her dreams weren’t about to be thwarted.

“I know. I know I am stubborn.”

Miriel smiled bitterly.

Miriel knew too.
The fact that accepting Reese and starting a new life is the best option.
I knew very well that there was no answer other than this road.

However, she couldn’t nod her head.

“I know very well that being a slave to that demon is comfortable. I might be able to make a living using him. But I hate it. I don’t want to live like that. I don’t want to lose myself.”

Understood in the head.
But I don’t want to follow
I don’t want to admit it
She did not want to abandon the pride of living as an angel and accept that living as another angel was her destiny.
I really hated it because it was tantamount to denying the life I had lived so far.

“Until now, I took pride in fighting the Goddess. Even though my body has reached this point, the pride in my heart has not disappeared. I have never regretted fighting for the Goddess. That was my whole life.”
“…”
“So scary. I’m afraid I’m disappearing. I don’t want to change, but my body turns into a fallen angel. The wings are turning black, and just looking at the cock makes me salivate. It shouldn’t be like this, but I keep wanting to eat it. I am afraid that I will become a fool who gives away all my pride and only seeks semen.”
“That’s why you can’t throw away the lingering feelings.”

Miriel did not respond to Emilia’s words.
She didn’t affirm it, but she did, and she didn’t deny it either.

Because what Emilia said was correct.
I was scared because I couldn’t throw away the past that I considered pride, and I couldn’t throw away the lingering feelings of the past.
She was afraid of being corrupted like her other friends.
She was so afraid of becoming a demon.

“Then I will help you.”
“Oh no?”
“I’ll harass you all night long until you feel like giving away a goddess.”

If lingering is a problem, getting rid of that lingering is enough.
Emilia put her left hand between Miriel’s crotch.
She ran her thumb and forefinger around the protruding bump at the entrance to her vagina, her clitoris.
She scratched it gently, as if it were being tickled, and then pulled it all the way to tear it apart.
With just this simple act, it seemed that Miriel would leave at any moment.

“Uhhh! That, stop, stop!”

Within seconds, water started to fill up at the mouth of her pussy.
Miriel pleaded, but Emilia did not stop.

She brought her three remaining fingers together and poked the inside of her vagina.
If it’s a woman, focus on her most sensitive areas.
Every time that part of her was pricked, Miriel bit her lip.
She bit until her lips bled, trying to stop her moans from bursting out.

But it was not enough to stop her bursting flood.

“Huh? Uuuuu!”

Eventually it reached its climax.
My back was bent and my legs were trembling.
A transparent stream of water gushed out from between the crotch, drawing a curve.
Miriel stiffened for a few seconds before collapsing.
Emilia offered it with her hand to keep her head from falling to the floor.

“Ha, ha, ha… Huh?”
“I only went once. I’m going to make you sick of it today. I’ll keep doing it until I’m honest. I have no intention of backing down this time.”

Again, Emilia opened her vaginal opening with her fingers, thrusting her insides.
It was so wet with her water that a loud squealing sound could be heard whenever her fingers moved.
As the water dripped, the gasping sound grew louder, and Riviera’s face grew redder.

If she was the original hero Emilia, she would never have done something like this.

However, Emilia, who had regained her memories, had no line to follow.

Heroes are long dead.
Only witches who enjoy subduing their opponents are here.

“Since it’s a little boring to just do it, shall we talk?”
“Eh, Miss Emilia. Now stop…”
“I’ve been curious about it for a long time, can you tell me?”

Emilia asked if Miriel, suffering from holding back her moans, could not catch her eye.

“How did you kill Leviathan?”
“Yes? Uh, what does that sound like…”
“Don’t be shy. I know because she has fought with him. That I’m not the only one who will die in a surprise attack. Do you think it would have been successful to assassinate him just because a few dozen people came in? Is he the one who single-handedly killed millions of angels like worms?”

Leviathan died in a surprise attack by angels.

However, is the demon king really going to die in a surprise attack?
He is a man with so much power that just being alive is called a disaster.
Whether it be thousands, tens of thousands, or millions of people, it is a terrifying existence that turns them all into ashes with a single gesture.

And even if he fought back, it would be impossible to deliver a fatal blow to the demon lord.
Leviathan’s armor uses his master’s magic to form a protective shield.
Boasts invincibility as long as the user’s mana does not decrease.

Emilia was the only one who managed to rip off her shield with all her might, but she overused her powers in destroying it.
In the end, she was unable to land the final blow and Emilia was defeated.

How did you break that guy’s shield?
Even if they attack in groups, the protective shield will never be broken.
Even if hit by millions of arrows, he is fine, and he is unmoved even when magic that causes natural disasters is poured on him.

Only weapons comparable to the Holy Sword can stand against the Demon King.

“As far as I know, I heard that the holy sword was made by splitting Minerva’s power. Making this again is no different than telling Minerva to die. So I don’t think Minerva would have given you the holy sword.”

The holy sword was forged by the goddess Minerva.

To fight Leviathan, the demon king whose life itself is a disaster, he needs the power of a god.
However, Minerva cannot leave her seat because she must protect her lineage.
If something goes wrong with Minerva, the barrier that protects her world will be lifted, and the world will become a sea of ​​fire due to the invasion of her demons.

Therefore, Minerva needed an executor to replace herself, and her champion, Emilia, was chosen as the executor.

Minerva split her own power in half to create her holy sword.
She handed over to Emilia her holy sword, made for use only by her lineage of warriors.

Sharing half of her power meant she would be that much weaker, but Minerva didn’t care.
Seeing Emilia’s performance so far, Minerva believed that Emilia would surely defeat Leviathan.
She thought that as long as she had a holy sword made with the power of a god, she wouldn’t be able to compete with a demonic sword.

However, Leviathan was stronger than Minerva expected, and Emilia, who believed that she would win, was defeated and her demon king became a plaything.
They managed to send a death squad to retrieve Emilia and her holy sword, but Demon King Eris took it back.

And Minerva, weakened in return for offering half of her strength as a sacrifice, was captured by the demons in vain, and is humiliated every day in front of all the angels.
She is toyed with by tentacles, repeats pregnancy and childbirth, gives birth to monsters, and is constantly exploited for breast milk.

What began with her good intentions ironically led to the downfall of her goddess.

“She has already removed half of her strength, so is there any corner to take it off again? I don’t think she’s the kind of person who, even a goddess, will take another failed gamble.”

Where did you get a weapon comparable to the holy sword?
It’s not like Heaven directly gave her a weapon, so where did she get it from?
Could it be that her goddess is hiding a secret? Emilia was most curious about this.

“Come on, Miriel. Tell me please.”

Emilia asked while stroking Miriel’s breasts.

“What the hell did you do to defeat Leviathan?”