Chapter 55 – Episode 8.5- The High Priestess Kneels (3)

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

‘Juice. The Demon King’s daughter has appeared. Junice killed everyone on the spot except me.’

Junice appeared in the room that was being used as a conference room.
He opened the door and came in confidently.
Everyone was shocked by the unexpected visit of the enemy commander, and they were so shocked that they allowed a gap.

‘I was able to live because I was able to spread the protective shield, but others…’

The fight was over in an instant.
Junice conjured a ball of energy containing the power of lightning on the tip of his finger, and shot it at the people in the room.
By the time the soldiers realized that Junice had shot something at him, he had already blown a hole in his head.

Without even fighting properly, the soldiers collapsed.
Blood did not flow.
I could only smell burning flesh from the hole in my head.

If Folden hadn’t been quick to deploy her shield with her holy power, she too would have been a cold corpse like her soldiers.
‘The residents were intruders. Junice knew all about Perno’s situation.’

It was thanks to the residents that Junice was able to enter confidently.
Knowing that the people of Perno were full of dissatisfaction with the kingdom, Junis secretly contacted them.
Junice declared that he would give the people what they wanted.

‘Being part of us is a condition. If you accept that, I’ll give you what you want. I will not collect a lot of taxes, and I will not requisition indiscriminately. I will abolish all unreasonable treatment given by the kingdom. They say that’s what they said.’

I will abolish all unreasonable treatment the kingdom has given to Perno.
Being transformed into a demon is a condition you must follow.
Nothing else. If need be, I will even take back my homeland.
Junice persuaded the villagers that way, and they accepted the offer.

‘I thought men would reject it because they were all women, but few objected.’

Regardless of gender, all humans are transformed into demonic women.
At first, men were repulsed by the forced sex change.
I heard that most of the people in the occupied area were living as slaves after being remodeled, so I was worried that they would become the dolls they wanted, even though they were demons’ cocks.

But even that anxiety didn’t affect her decision to change.
It’s cheap compared to the price of the transaction.
Compared to what the kingdom had done so far, it was a decent deal.

So let’s accept it.
The people’s hatred for the kingdom was beyond imagination to the extent that public opinion was formed in that way.

Because it was beyond imagination, Foldon, who had overlooked it, was captured by Junice.

‘Everything was my negligence. I believed that the residents would fight together. I thought that losing the ground would not stand still. But no. To them, the invaders were not demons. The kingdom itself was a demon.’

For the people of Perno, the kingdom was evil itself.
It was a monster worse than Demon King Eris.
Residents did not want to give up their lives for such a monster.
So accepting Junice’s deal is inevitable.

‘And I was the devil itself to them.’

Pauldon wanted to believe.
No matter how persecuted the kingdom is, they will fight together.
Since he became a slave to the demons, he believed that he would fight and cooperate in defending the city.
He believed that since he genuinely cared for them, they would know his sincerity.

It was only after being raped by them that Foldon belatedly realized how foolish he had been.

‘He said things like whores, sluts, and hypocrites. Even the people who said thank you said that, so I even questioned what the hell I was living for.’

Junice dragged Folden to the city square.
He placed a wooden knife on Foldon’s neck and hands.
The knife had two wooden legs, which were nailed to the floor and held firmly to the ground.
Junice, who even held a lock to keep the knife from being removed, declared to the residents.
I’ll give you a chance to eat the priest as loot, so go ahead and eat it to your heart’s content.

Not one of the residents protested against the declaration, and not a single one missed the party.
He hurled all sorts of swear words and poked the priest’s mouth and cunt with his towering cock.
Foldon yelled at him to stop, but no one listened.

Only the sound of flesh colliding and the plaintive cries of women echoed in the plaza.

‘I cannot forget. It still reminds me of it. The image of me buried in semen continues to glimmer in my eyes. I am… I am…’

The incident at that time was so horrific that Pauldon had nightmares to this day.
Even if I yelled at him to stop, even if I begged him to do something wrong, his cock didn’t fall out.
He kept fucking me even when he said he couldn’t eat anymore, and even when he complained that his stomach was bursting, he kept fucking him.
Rather, when he tried to throw up, he twisted his mouth and forced him to swallow.

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it and fuck it, and repeat.
With the intention of using the innocent priest to release all the resentments he had suffered so far, he mercilessly drove them.
He fucked her mouth until her chin creaked and fucked her pussy until blood gushed out.
Foldon couldn’t handle the people’s sincere anger and resentment.

‘No, I was wrong. It’s wrong, so don’t do it. Please please!’

The memory of her being raped by the villagers day and night haunted Folden to this day.
It was to the point that while we were talking, Folden suddenly had a seizure.
He managed to calm himself down after Michael hugged him and convinced him that this wasn’t the plaza.

‘Lord, Junice has offered to give me a chance to get revenge.’

It was only after night fell and the sun rose again that Folden was freed.
As the swords were removed from his neck and hands, Pauldon was left lying on the floor.
The floor was a lake of unswallowed semen, and the priest’s clothes as well as Pauldon’s head were soiled with semen.
Foldon, whose noble soul had been tainted, had nothing left.
He just wanted to live.

Junice proposed to such a folden.
Don’t you want to take revenge on the residents?
He believed so, but wouldn’t he want to give a blow to those who paid back his enemies with grace?
I suggested that you don’t want to return the pain you suffered.

‘I declined. It was obvious that they were trying to enslave me, but I had no intention of going over.’

If he seizes the opportunity, he will only listen to Junice for the rest of his life.
He lives by worshiping Junice as a god who granted his wish.
He ends up living as a fool who only obeys Junice.
Until his death, he will continue to believe in Junis.

He didn’t want a life like that.
He was indelibly wounded by being raped by the residents, but he still had no desire to take revenge.
He didn’t want to follow Junice’s advice to use him as a tool to incite his own vengeance.
So, I flatly rejected the offer.

‘Well, I refused and was eaten by the demons again.’

After the residents, they had to deal with the soldiers.
In the same way, the neck and hands were committed while the knife was attached.
They were raped until all the soldiers were satisfied, until their eyes were blurred because they were raped so much, and their stomachs were full because they were packed so much.

‘The demons were no different from the residents. Someone said that if you have a baby, you are responsible. It’s not even funny. If it happens, I’ll just pretend I don’t know.’

Kept pounding
Even if the tip of the cock touched her uvula and made her vomit, even if her mouth was filled with semen and seemed to choke to death, even if blood flowed from the entrance to her pussy because she had fucked her too much, she wouldn’t stop.
There was no point in crying out and complaining to stop.

To the soldiers, Foldon was nothing more and nothing less than a delicacy that would go bad if not eaten immediately.

‘I was scared. I was afraid that the residents would attack again. I was afraid that the soldiers would attack me again. Everything was scary.’

Having tasted living hell twice, Foldon was deeply traumatized.
I was scared when I saw only men, so I immediately started to backtrack.
He was terrified that they were trying to eat him again.

‘Anyway, it was bound to become a toy in the end. I didn’t have the strength to refuse.’

He would do everything else, so he begged for forgiveness, begging his hand not to eat himself.
He begged me not to do it again, banging his head on the ground.

But even with that, it was impossible to avoid getting his cock impaled.
He had nothing but unconditional acceptance of his cock.

‘All I could do was be as humble as possible so as not to be a toy.’

They’ll keep playing with themselves.
I will use it as a libido processor until I die.
No matter how much I beg, I have no intention of stopping.
Because he is just a toy to play with.
There is no one in the world who will do the toy’s favor.

If so, try to minimize the damage as much as possible so as not to go to living hell.
That’s the only way to live

Folden tried his best to fulfill everything the demons wanted.
If you do everything they want, they won’t bother you until at least you die.

Officiating at Nephiel’s wedding was because the demons requested it, and Paulden accepted it without hesitation.
If you accept it, you won’t be raped until you die.
So make no mistake. There was a reason why I shuddered when I read the officiating speech.

‘He even touched my head and tongue. I feel that the semen I hated so much is delicious, and I can’t take my eyes off the cock. Have to hug should be educated I don’t want to do everything, but all I can think of is that I have to.’

The head and taste were also remodeled.
The mass of tentacles swallowed his head, and the mass of tentacles that swallowed his head deployed numerous tentacles inside his body and implanted them in all visible spaces, including his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, as well as Foldon’s head.
They injected drugs, forced them to inhale gas, and implanted knowledge into their brains that they would carry with them for the rest of their lives.

Folden had to accept it all.
Even if I didn’t like it, I had to accept it.
There was no right of veto.
Even if I didn’t want to accept it, there was no way to stop the modification.

You become a slave who regards semen as a delicacy and considers mixing with a man an honor.
He had no way out of that fate.

‘I don’t know anymore. Am I forced to do it, or am I doing it because I want to? I don’t know if I’m crying because I’m sad, or if I’m crying because I’m happy.’

After being remodeled, Foldon no longer hated cocks.

Semen came to be regarded as sacred food that should not be left behind, and he took sucking on his cock for granted.
Rebellious slaves took it for granted that they were directly trained and processed, and that it was not wrong to mix their bodies with their masters and give birth to children.

Everything you say no to is considered right.
He came to regard everything that he thought was wrong as right.
How far do you have to be sincere?
Is this your true heart? Or is it the result of being manipulated by demons?
Folden didn’t have the time to give an answer right away.

“Sorry. Sorry. But I have to.”
“Ha, ha, that, stop… Haha?”

What Foldon needs to do now is to subdue Michael as soon as possible.
Nothing else was important.
The answer was next.
Foldon placed his hand on Michael’s swollen stomach and began chanting.
He used the spell he learned through remodeling on the little bird in his stomach.

And as soon as the spell ended, Michael’s face was stained with pain.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah… Boat, boat… I’m going to come out, I think…”

I am clamoring to leave.
I beg you not to lock me up anymore and let me go out.
I keep pounding on my mother’s belly because I’m choking.
The more he beats, the more the new life in his stomach struggles, the more Michael’s face turns earthy.
It was so painful that I couldn’t even scream properly.

“Please, let me give birth. Let me out of here! Please please!”

Even the High Priestess of the world, who did not succumb to any torture, would inevitably feel fear in an urgent situation where she might give birth.

Even though I’ve experienced it dozens of times, I can’t get used to it. No, I can’t get used to it.
How could he get used to the pain of his own collapse?
For Michael, the present moment will be the scariest.

“Don’t worry, Michael. Nothing will happen.”

To such Michael, Pauldon whispered in his ear as if reassuring.

“It’s protected by magic, so there’s no problem. Well, look. The amniotic fluid hasn’t even burst yet. It’s just something I energized.”

As Paulden said, there was no change between Michael’s crotch.
There was no bursting of amniotic fluid, no overflow of blood, no sighting of the little bird’s head.

Nothing happened.
It just made the pain worse.

“Mikael-sama knows you well, right? As long as magic is used, the child in the stomach is safe no matter what happens. Surely you haven’t forgotten?”

Michael’s stomach is enchanted.
No matter what happens, there is a magic that can protect the small life inside the ship.
As long as this magic is present, the life inside the ship will not die.
As long as you don’t do something crazy that splits the boat, you can protect it until the end.

Because of this protection, full-term women could be used as soothers for soldiers until the day of childbirth.
If you don’t have a miscarriage, you can do whatever you want.
Although the mother’s pain was the same, few soldiers cared about it.

It’s because everyone knows that they will only suffer and not die anyway.

‘It’s not protection. This is torture!’

If you’re going to protect it in the first place, just lock it up in the hospital, why are you throwing it as a toy for soldiers?
This isn’t magic created for protection.
It is a vicious curse made with the intention of harassing the prisoners.
It’s no different from a plague that makes you declare yourself to be a slave.

Just as he thought, Michael was being eroded by the curse.
I still think I’m fine, but

‘Oh, it hurts… Ha, surrender… Oh, no. Can’t surrender…’

Gradually, instead of resisting, the feeling of wanting to surrender rose little by little.
It was denied right away, but the solid iron wall was slowly cracking.
If it continues like this, the day the High Priest will kneel will come someday.

“Okay, let me fill this up. If you bite the cock, the owners will be in pain.”
“Oooh?”
“I’m sorry, but please sacrifice more, Michael-sama.”

Pauldon said he was sorry and put a gag on Michael’s mouth.
The gag was hollowed out in the middle.
So he was forced to open his mouth even though he didn’t want to.
Michael protests, but Pauldon has no intention of listening.

“I’m sorry, Michael. It’s my job to bring you down. I’m really sorry. Sorry. Sorry…”

Paulden apologized with tears in his eyes.
What she said was sincere.
Feared after being raped so many times, Pauldon couldn’t help but do this.
He had no choice but to follow even if he didn’t want to.
Because if he doesn’t, he’ll taste hell himself.

But somehow his mouth was smiling faintly.
She couldn’t tell if she was laughing because she was happy or because she was sad.

“Come on, let’s eat quickly. There are a lot of people waiting!”
“Huh? Whoa! Uuuuu!”

Hell began again.
A demon soldier grabbed Michael’s head and pushed his cock into it.
He thrust his cock deep into his throat.
I didn’t care about Michael, who was suffocating to death, and continued to fuck.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!”

Another soldier forced Michael’s crotch open and thrust his cock into it.
Michael struggled in pain, but the soldier didn’t care.
He pushed his cock in as far as he could.
The more he stabbed him, the more his chest oscillated, and his pregnant belly roared as well.
Seeing this, the soldier got even more excited and shook his waist faster.

“Kurrureuk? Kurrureup, Kurrureup, Kurrureup…”

Both soldiers ejaculated at the same time.
The thick semen flowed down my throat and into my stomach, filling the inside of my vagina.
It was painful for Michael, but he had no choice but to swallow it all with tears in his eyes.
If he does not swallow, what will happen to him, because he has already been through it.

“Okay, let’s go one more time!”
“Oooh? Whoa! Oooh!”

Soldiers were not satisfied with just one pack.
Until I can’t ejaculate anymore, I plan to continue to insult Michael until I can’t fuck.

The same goes for the soldiers waiting to eat Michael.
Until they are satisfied, they will continue to feed their own semen.

There was no way Michael could resist.
There was no choice but to become rice cakes pounded in a mill.

“You too, stick out your butt.”
“Yes, got it. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.”

Foldon, who was next to him, also began to serve.
She sucked the soldier’s cock with her mouth, bobbing her ass up and down, helping the cock reach the entrance to her womb.
Unlike the distressed Michael, Pauldon accepted her cock with a genuinely happy expression on his face.

‘Goddess, please forgive me. I cannot forget this pleasure.’

At first she was scared when she was raped.
She was afraid that she would be buried in her semen again, and she was afraid that she would not get pregnant.
She actually went through several pregnancies, and she gave birth safely.

But she continued after that. She was raped, conceived, gave birth, raped, conceived, and gave birth again and again.
Every day she sucked her cock and ate her cum.
Having to go through this every day was terrifying for Pauldon,

She never wanted to forget the happiness she got from pleasure.

‘Even if I fall into evil, no, I have already fallen. I can’t go back now. So, so…’

Already irreversible he was already late
Except for not becoming a demon, everything is over.
All that was left was to accept it.

‘Even if I become a devil, I will pray for you. Please allow me.’

Pauldon prayed earnestly for Minerva to forgive him.
Even if she was buried in the semen and could not get out of it forever, she sincerely prayed that she would be allowed to pray for the goddess.
I prayed for her to pray even if she was no longer a priest.

“Kurrureup! Kurrrr!”
“Kurrup, kurrrup, kurrrup, kurrrup!”

The two women’s intercourse continued late into the night.