Just like how wolves are the standard mount for orcs, tentacles are standard for violation-type dungeons. But the monster—no, the monster tree—that appeared before me had an appearance that was hard to describe in words.

Writhe, writhe.

Even its height was almost the same as the Storm Golem's, nearly reaching the ceiling. If I had to describe Tentacle Drasil's appearance in the summoning facility as best I could remember...

"Tentacle tree?"

Writhe, writhe.

Tentacle Drasil squirmed as if it understood my words. Seeing a species for the first time, I naturally had to ask for opinions. Fortunately, I had both a senior dungeon master and an advisor to help the dungeon master.

"Don't know, what is this thing. Scary."

"...This is my first time seeing this species as well."

Gremory and Shaitan flinched and stepped back. Tentacle Drasil stretched its branches—or what looked like tentacles—toward the ceiling and kept writhing. The movement looked just like blood vessels pulsing.

"Wow..."

To think the first genuine 4-star monster I pulled was a tentacle monster, and a tree-form monster at that. I carefully handed Lune to Shaitan so Tentacle Drasil's branches wouldn't touch her.

"Are you gonna rebel like Robo too?"

Tentacle Drasil swayed its body left and right like an event balloon mascot. Usually shaking your head side to side meant no, but I wondered if this was actually a gesture of loyalty and not rebellion.

Thud!

Something suddenly fell from the ceiling. Lime, who had been sleeping on the ceiling after eating Robo's organs, blood, and flesh, approached me.

Gurgle, gurgle.

"Translate."

"Says it's like a newborn baby."

Lime pointed a finger forward. Then nodded at me and lifted my arm with the other hand. Seemed like it meant to copy, so I reached toward Tentacle Drasil.

Gugugu.

Tentacle Drasil stretched out a branch. The branch was almost as thick as Arthur's thing, and while the small branches were thinner than Lune's fingers, the thick branches were thicker than my thighs—bigger than my thing. The branch thickness really varied.

One of those tentacle branches reached toward me. Trusting Lime, I touched fingers with Tentacle Drasil. The tentacle branch wrapped around my finger and started sucking something. It stung slightly like a needle prick.

"Blood-sucking?"

Like Robo, it attacked me with its teeth, but there was no malice or killing intent. The pain was less than a paper cut and quickly subsided. A tiny amount of blood, like a mosquito might have taken, traveled down Tentacle Drasil's branch to the trunk.

Gurgle.

"Says it's recognizing you as master."

"Imprinting or what?"

"Um, well, it's acquiring information about your bodily fluids so it won't attack anyone your hands have touched..."

"Want another sip?"

Then that changes things. I extended my other fingers. Small branches sprouted from the branch and wrapped around all my fingers. Meanwhile, I checked the system with my other hand. Even if Gremory and Shaitan didn't know, the system might.

[Tentacle Drasil: A being that evolved through numerous self-modifications of the tentacle species. Spreads branches in all directions centered on where it roots. Has a habit of wrapping enemy ankles with branches and hanging them upside down.]

"Sour?"

"Huh?"

"Nothing, just thought it might taste sour."

Tentacle Drasil twitched. Apparently having drunk enough of my blood, Tentacle Drasil returned the branches that had wrapped around my hand back to the sky. Then pumping began at the tips of the tentacles.

"Whoa. This is something else."

Just like the branches were getting hard...

"Master, those look exactly like yours?"

"...Even the size seems similar."

All of Tentacle Drasil's small branches transformed to look like my thing. Hundreds, thousands of tentacle branches waving and wiggling—I felt my consciousness blur. It was such an obscene scene, and I was curious about its performance and needed to test it.

"Gremory. Sorry!"

"What? W-wait a sec!!"

I picked Gremory up and threw her toward Tentacle Drasil. Gremory spun through the air and landed among the tentacle branches. Her hands flailing through the air each grabbed a tentacle branch, looking like she was holding my thing like a dildo.

"I've done it with Scar Theology too. It's a clone, so there's no problem."

"Eek?! You're too much!!"

Tentacle Drasil began wrapping Gremory's limbs with tentacle branches. Starting with her limbs, then waist, calves, arms—branches wrapped like vines around every joint where the human body could exert force. If the tips weren't shaped like glans, if the color wasn't shining gold like plating, it would definitely look like something from a B-grade adult game.

Though what it'd do would be the same anyway.

"...Strange. Why isn't it doing anything?"

Gurgle.

Lime pointed at my feet. Below my feet, Tentacle Drasil's golden roots had risen to my waist height. At the end of the roots as thick as a human head was some kind of hole. I could tell what shape it was without even sticking my finger in.

"...You want me to stick it in here?"

I might be called a human-fucker, but did I have to be a tentacle-fucker too? Shaitan placed her hand on Tentacle Drasil's root.

"Master. Magic power is flowing inside the tentacles. It seems the sensations are linked."

"...I feel like I've seen this somewhere before."

Sensation linking through tentacles. If my guess was right, this was probably no different from an airplane's control stick. But if I stuck it in a tree root, my dignity would plummet to the floor.

"Nah, not doing it. Gotta pound it yourself to really enjoy it."

At my words, the tree root writhed. Something popped out from the center of the hole, and the protrusion from the root transformed into a shape perfect for gripping with both hands. Rising like a rounded hill, it looked exactly like an enlarged version of Gremory's chest.

"HAAA!!"

Gremory was already being rubbed by the tentacle branches and couldn't think straight. My glans-shaped branches perfectly stripped Gremory's clothes off to make her naked, and sprayed sap all over her body to make it sticky. Gremory's whole body turned gold.

"Ah, so this is a true golden shower."

"D-don't just watch, help me...! If I stay like this, the tentacles will, hnng!!"

Squish. I placed both hands on the tree root. Along with a soft sensation, a tingling current flowed. At the same time, one branch began moving like my two hands. The fingertips were still shaped like glans.

"Oho."

A new sensation. It felt like playing a VR game. Ten branches moved exactly according to my hand movements in real time.

"Tentacle Drasil... That's too long, Rasil. Rasil. Lower her so I can see better."

Screech.

Tentacle Drasil presented Gremory right in front of me. Gremory dangled in the air as if lying on a bed. The branches spread her legs left and right, so Gremory was trembling with her crotch spread before me.

"Fuck... why only me, gulp?!"

I extended my index finger and blocked Gremory's mouth. That sensation truly felt like violating Gremory's mouth with my thing. The feeling of Gremory's warm mouth shape being transmitted through the tentacle branch to my finger was really thrilling.

"Slurp, mmph, mmm...!"

"Woohoo. Then does this work too?"

I extended my thumb down and gently tickled Gremory's belly. The glans pressed like a fingerprint on her belly, painting with pre-cum, and Gremory shuddered and peed a little. Tickling her made the reaction in her mouth even better, and her head tilted back as her eyes rolled up.

"Nngh, slurp, hnng!!"

Gremory came from the tentacles. I was just moving my fingers without exerting any strength, but managing to make her come was definitely impressive. It was a new discovery about why people use tools.

"...Wait a sec."

Maybe that was possible too? I lowered my other hand to Gremory's crotch. I blocked her mouth so Gremory couldn't say anything, and placed two fingers on her spread crotch.

"Oh boy."

Two things were forming a V-shape in the left and right slits of Gremory's vulva. I crossed my index and middle fingers and danced ballet with my fingers on Gremory's vulva.

"Mmph, hnng, hnng!!!"

Gremory's limbs trembled at my finger play. Her moans were so loud they filled the entire cavity. From the very beginning until now, Gremory had been resisting intensely.

"Am I being too harsh?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

Lune and Shaitan answered sharply. But I couldn't help but find their rebuke ridiculous.

"Aren't you two being harsher?"

"What do you mean?"

"You seemed angry, Master, so we're trying to calm you down."

Lune took the left, Shaitan the right, kneeling before my lower half. While I held the root with my hands, the two pushed aside the robe in front of my lower body that couldn't move and forcibly pulled down my pants.

"Master, please focus on Gremory. Hehe, we'll serve you."

"No need for arousal magic. Then I'll begin."

Lick, lick.

Two tongues of different temperatures wrapped around my branch like vines from left and right. Starting from the root and attacking up and down, they coordinated their assault with their fingers interlocked. When Shaitan poked the base with her tongue, Lune pressed her tongue flat on top of my branch.

"Hngh."

The hot sensation below naturally dulled my hand movements. Meanwhile, Gremory tilted her head far back and cried out.

"L-let's do it normally too--!! Why am I the only one in hardcore mode!"

"But you like this stuff, don't you?"

"Even if I like it, fuck, always only the intense stuff... ah fuck."

"Did you say it? You said it, didn't you? Hehe. You tsundere, hnng."

My words cut off as Lune and Shaitan rolled my balls in their mouths from left and right. Lune's warm mouth heated my thing, while Shaitan's relatively cooler mouth made my balls naturally shrivel. But the technique of smoothing out the wrinkles with her tongue tip was truly extraordinary.

"Lune, Shaitan. I don't care. I'm gonna focus hard on Gremory, okay?"

"Haah, yes, Master just do your thing..."

"I'll dull the pleasure so you can concentrate."

"No, don't do that. If you're gonna do that, why are you, haah, serving at all?"

"...I see. Learned something new."

Shaitan took my balls back in her mouth and nodded. Their interlocked hands simultaneously stroked my thing, and they glared at each other while kissing my testicles competitively. Sparks seemed to fly, and I turned my head to focus on Gremory.

"...."

Gremory was frowning with a beet-red face. But from her vulva, preparations had clearly finished long ago—fluids were dripping down her crotch to the floor.

"Hehe. I've always wanted to try something like this. Thanks, Gremory."

I overlapped the two fingers that had been tickling Gremory's crotch. Like a double-barrel shotgun laid 'horizontally' side by side, Gremory violently shook her head at the two fingers.

"Mmph!! Mmph, mmph!!!"

"Yawn, so noisy... Oh my."

"...Impressive, Master."

Lune and Shaitan even stopped serving to look at Gremory.

"Gremory, two fingers is no problem for you at all. Right?"

"Mmm!!"

I nodded the index finger in Gremory's mouth up and down. Since she acknowledged it herself, now it was time to insert.

"Hold on tight!"

Squeak. I first shoved my thumb into Gremory's rear. Since the back of my hand was facing up, my thumb was in just the right position to insert. Gremory's rear clenched intensely around my thumb as soon as it entered and panted.

"Then here I go?"

Squeak. I pushed my index and middle fingers between Gremory's vulva. Even for Gremory, this seemed too much—the two fingers weren't easy to get in.

"Just gotta twist it."

"HNGHAAAA!!"

Squeak. Finally both fingers went in. Gremory twisted her body violently as if trying to pull my fingers out, but that struggling resistance was actually her going crazy with pleasure. Thinking of Lune and Shaitan, I decided not to curse, but instead moved my hands that much more intensely.

Crackle!

The two twisted fingers inside Gremory's vagina slowly moved to lay horizontally. It was a bit stiff, but Gremory was still Gremory. Her fingers squeezed like dozens of layers of rubber bands wound together.

"Hehe, of course it doesn't end with just putting them in. Right?"

My two fingers began dancing inside Gremory. Thrust back and forth, twisted inside, slightly curved—every movement was realized inside Gremory.

Gushhhhh!!

Gremory came from just two fingers.

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