Seven Beautiful Goddesses Want Me, But I Just Want My Revenge

Chapter 196: Taken By The Tentacles...


"I have another," Lilith said. "'Taken By the Tentacles'."

"Oooh, interesting."

"There was once a girl who went to an abandoned temple," Lilith began, "and when she was exploring the ruins, she found an old statue. The statue had two arms and two legs, but instead of a head, it had a huge dick."

"What?!" Medea exclaimed.

"Yes, it had a dick instead of a head."

"But, how did it look? How was the dick?" Ava asked.

"It was big and thick, with a large, mushroom head."

"Damn, that sounds hot," Ava said, licking her lips.

"The girl was a curious one," Lilith continued. "She approached the statue and examined the dick. It was big, and she wanted to touch it. She was hesitant, but after a few moments, she placed her hand on the shaft, feeling its smooth, cold surface.

"She ran her fingers over the head, and as she did, the statue started moving. She was so surprised that she jumped back, but it was too late. The statue was alive, and it was hungry. It grabbed her, and before she could react, she was lying on the ground, naked, her legs spread open.

"The statue was between her legs, and its dick was pressing against her pussy. She was terrified, but at the same time, she was also aroused. She couldn't help it, and as the statue pushed its dick into her, she let out a loud moan.

"It was the best dick she'd ever had. It was big, and it filled her up perfectly. She was getting fucked hard, and she loved every second of it.

"But then, she noticed that there were tentacles coming out from the statue's body. They were long and thick, and they were wrapped around her arms and legs. The tentacles were holding her tight, and as the statue fucked her harder and faster, the tentacles began to move, caressing her skin and teasing her nipples.

"She was getting close to an orgasm, and the statue was too. It was pounding her pussy, and the tentacles were driving her crazy. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she didn't care. All she cared about was the pleasure.

"Finally, the statue came, filling her pussy with..." Lilith paused. "Guess?"

"Cum?"

"No."

"Dirt?"

"Nope."

"Water?"

"Nah, the statue's dick is a dick."

"Ugh. Blood."

"No."

"Come on, Lilith," Selene said, her face a mixture of disgust and interest.

"What?"

"You can't leave us hanging like that," Medea pleaded.

Lilith smirked. "You wanna know?"

"Yes, tell us."

"Okay, fine. So, the statue came, and its cum was... lava. It was hot and sticky, and it burned her pussy as it filled her up. The pain was so intense that she screamed, but the statue didn't stop. It kept fucking her until she burned from the inside out.

"When it was done, she was nothing but ashes, and the statue went back to its place, satisfied. The end."

"Oh gods," Selene muttered. "I think I'm scarred for life."

Ava was staring at Lilith, her eyes wide. "That was... unexpected."

Lilith shrugged. "What can I say? I'm full of surprises."

"So, are you gonna tell another one or not?"

"I think we've had enough for one night," Adrian interjected.

"Ah, come on," Ava pouted.

"Another time, maybe."

"Fine."

Adrian rolled his eyes and leaned back against the wall.

Suddenly, a sudden laugh cut through the room—a hollow, chilling sound that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.

"What the hell was that?" Ava asked, her voice tinged with unease.

"I don't know," Adrian said, his brow furrowed. "Maybe it's just the wind."

"Or maybe it's the ghosts," Selene whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

"It's probably nothing," Lilith said, her tone dismissive.

But the laughter came again, and this time, it was accompanied by a low, guttural growling.

They all turned to see Abyss standing behind Lilith, her hands raised, fingers dancing through the air as she summoned the spirits of the manor's former occupants. Purple, spectral shapes materialized around them, cold, lifeless eyes staring blankly from shadowed faces.

Selene let out a yelp, clutching at Adrian's arm, her face pale.

Ava glared at Abyss. "Why would you do that? We don't need the damn ghosts haunting us."

"Oh come on," Lilith said, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Where's your sense of adventure? This is fun."

"For once, I'm going to agree with you, Lilith," Abyss said with a grin. The other might not know, but Abyss' main reason for scaring Selene was because of how increasingly protective Adrian was of her and not her, not really.

"Ha, see? Abyss knows how to have a little fun."

"Abyss knows how to make the dead dance," Abyss said.

Adrian shot Abyss a glare. "Enough, Abyss. We don't need to scare ourselves even more."

Abyss frowned, her expression darkening slightly, but she waved a hand and the spirits faded, leaving only the dim glow of the fire. "Just a bit of fun," she muttered, though her eyes lingered on Selene's fearful expression with a hint of jealousy.

They settled down, fatigue tugging at their eyelids as they prepared for sleep. Adrian took the first watch, positioning himself near the door, his gaze roaming over the empty, silent room. The manor's oppressive aura pressed in on him, weighing down his thoughts. He glanced back at his companions, now wrapped in blankets around the fading fire.

The silence stretched, broken only by the occasional crackle from the dying fire and the faint sounds of night creatures stirring beyond the manor walls. Selene, still awake, shifted and looked over to Adrian, her eyes reflecting the glow from the embers.

"Can't sleep?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.

She shook her head, a slight frown creasing her brow. "This place... it feels like it's watching us. I keep expecting something to jump out from the shadows."

Adrian offered her a reassuring smile, though the tension in his jaw betrayed his own unease. "We're safe for now. I'll keep watch."

Selene nodded, but the anxiety in her eyes didn't fade. She wrapped her arms around her knees, her gaze darting around the room as though sensing something lurking in the darkness.

Then, as they both settled back into the uneasy silence, a low, guttural sound echoed through the manor. It was faint at first, a distant scratching that grew louder, more insistent. It seemed to come from within the walls, like claws scraping against stone.

Selene stiffened, her eyes widening in alarm. "Did you hear that?" she whispered in a barely audible voice.

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