Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!

Chapter 169: Tentacle Drasil's First Test


Amur, member of the Flame Pantera—burning leopard beastmen—and the tribal chief's sister, had to play dead the moment she regained consciousness.

Thud, thud thud thud.

The pounding sounds reaching her ears. Along with lewd water sounds, the man's panting clearly indicated male-female mating. And judging by her wrists still bound in rope, she'd definitely been captured as a prisoner.

How much time had passed? After three days of continuous battle, was she kidnapped through the changed portal direction? Or had her younger brother Flauros already been defeated and she became spoils of war? All kinds of imaginings filled her head, but there was no way without checking with her own eyes.

"...."

Amur opened her eyes to slits. The black feather bed where she lay softly came into view, and looking slightly down, a golden tree was wiggling like tentacles and trembling.

'Exactly like having an orgasm.'

Having already experienced this, Amur instinctively caught on to what that trembling was. And the Slimahole fluid covering Amur's entire body fully awakened her consciousness.

"...Hnng?!"

Her whole body was hot. Amur's breath caught at the fever different from using fire. Unlike the hot sensation of burning in flames, Amur's entire body was, in a word, 'heated by pleasure.'

'Aphrodisiac.'

The enemy captured her while using aphrodisiac. A base trick, but Amur was already somewhat adapted to this type of torture. So no matter how strong the aphrodisiac, she could endure this much—

"Hup."

"Hnnngh, mmph, gwaagh!!"

A woman with red hair like hers was dancing in midair. The woman bound all over by writhing tentacles had tentacles stuck in every hole. And white milky fluid overflowed from her mouth, vulva, and anus holes.

Splurt splurt, splurt, splurt!

The tips of the tentacle tree branches sprayed white, sticky slime mercilessly like a sprayer. The woman's hair was sticky like soaked in white oil, and her belly bulged roundly. She didn't even want to imagine what filled that belly.

This is amazing. Isn't this a monster specifically for sowing?

Sorry to Gremory, but thanks to this I got a good sample. Master, can't you sow in Gremory's clone?

Yeah. But she says it's her virgin body so tighter than the main body... hngh.

'Crazy.'

Goosebumps rose all over Amur's body. It was the orc's voice that had body-slammed to crush her, and multi-species women spread wide around the orc were calmly watching the red woman being violated.

Wow. Amazing. She just copied exactly like Gremory's inside, hngh.

Master. I'm curious what sensation that is... can I try once too?

No way. Am I crazy to make you get violated by tentacles? Try it. I'll never do it again from now on. Same for the others.

Why, why only me with tentacles, kyaaaa!!

The red woman was dragged down to the ground by branches. She stood with legs spread before the orc, but was forcibly fixed in that pose by tentacle branches wrapping her whole body. Looking closely, the tentacle branches had pointed, thick tips like male genitals.

"...Good lord."

Amur felt dizzy at the surreal situation that could be called bizarre. And she regretted the lament she'd unconsciously let out.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh.

The tentacle branches all turned toward Amur. The orc's and women's eyes also turned to Amur. Even the red woman who'd been screaming no with her mouth while going wild looked at Amur as if the sounds until now were acting.

"Ah, ah, aaah..."

"Dad, sample!"

"Yeah."

A bundle of golden tentacles covered Amur. In an instant, Amur's ankles were caught by tentacle branches, and she got goosebumps at the soft sensation crawling up her legs. But without a chance to scream, she dangled from the tree as if flying.

"...."

Amur felt chills at the cold gazes watching her. The elf woman, slime woman, human woman, succubus woman, even a witch caught by tentacles like herself—all glared at her with cold expressions.

"Hehehe, nice to meet you. Amur. I'm Rok, master of the 63rd dungeon."

The orc introduced his name, and simultaneously something soft pressed against Amur's cheeks. Amur got goosebumps as past nightmares came to mind.

"That's called Rok Junior. Except for being a tentacle branch, it's the exact same shape as mine. You obviously know what comes next, right? Hehe."

"...What happened to my brother!"

Amur sensed her fate. So she shouted to at least grasp her brother's life and safety. The orc blinked blankly for a moment, then mocked Amur with a base face and voice.

"Hehe. Don't worry. He's still alive for now. But it depends on what you do."

"...What do you want me to do?"

"Nothing much. Just 'satisfy' me literally. Hehe."

Tentacle branches began rubbing protrusions all over Amur's body. Amur bit her lips and closed her eyes.

'I have to protect my brother.'

Even if it meant losing her name, she could get revenge anytime as long as she lived. If her brother died, she had to survive and get revenge. Amur swallowed as a tentacle branch entered parting her vulva—

"Hiik."

Her whole body tingled. Pleasure incomparably different from painful past experiences flooded her entire body. Consciousness turned white, and pleasure like floating in clouds captured her whole body.

"Hngh, hyaa, khng...!"

"Hehe, already feeling it."

Tentacle branches moving according to the orc's touch began stroking Amur's entire body. The protrusion kept stroking one side of Amur's back, and pressed her palms and soles. Amur got goosebumps at how the orc knew their caressing method.

Squish.

And the protrusion's movement inside her vagina was unbearably gentle. This quiet, dry mating was Amur's first time, and the movement seemingly considerate even though she was captured actually gave her leeway.

And the complete opposite—intense pistoning—was happening to the woman directly opposite.

Thudthudthudthudthud!!

"Kyaaaa!!"

Her belly bulged out and sank repeatedly, and the red-haired witch rolled her eyes and drooled. The protrusion wrapping her waist lifted and lowered the red witch, and each time the witch gasped like dying.

"Hngh, I'm dying...! I'm gonna die, fuck...!"

"Dying from pleasure. Yeah, Amur. I'll make you die from pleasure too."

The orc raised his hand. Amur, whose back faced the orc thanks to tentacle branches, felt terror.

"Kugh, I, I'll never submit to this pleasure...!"

"...Ah shit, wasn't gonna but can't help it."

The orc's base, gloomy voice stabbed Amur's ears.

"Then go ahead and resist. Let's see how long you last. Of course..."

The tentacle inside Amur's belly began trembling. Amur's head went pure white at the hot sensation filling her insides.

"Let's see if you can still say that after giving birth to an orc's child."

Gushhhhh!!

Amur's belly heated up hotly.

***

[Orc x Beastman: Union of orc male and beastman female]

[Expected Result - Amur]

Flame Pantera (☆☆~☆☆☆. 100%)

[Sowing: Heterogeneous species—seeds are sown through Tentacle Drasil. Can sow in large quantities, but born species follows maternal race.]

"Puhaa—! Really a sowing-only creature! Thanks, Lune. Thanks to you I could summon a very good monster."

I extended one hand to Lune and patted her butt. My other hand fiddled with the system, and my lower half was busy sticking into Tentacle Drasil's root, so I couldn't stick it in Lune. Gratitude to Lune should naturally be given with penis, but for now experiments were urgent.

"Ahngh, hnng, khup!"

Two red women faced each other, bodies shaking up and down in tentacle bundles. Gremory's bigger chest had fun watching it shake, but Amur had fun suppressing her endless resistance.

"Uhehe, this is awesome."

Thanks to tentacle branches entering four holes simultaneously, the sensation transmitted as four things felt incredibly thrilling. I carefully stopped my waist swaying back and forth.

"Shaitan."

"Did you cum? I'll replenish immediately."

Shaitan went below me and gripped my testicles with both hands. Magic stones in her hands converted to mana and seeped into my testicles, and semen pumped as if duplicated by Shaitan's sex magic seeped into Rasil's root with thick ejaculation.

Splooosh—

Could this even be called ejaculation? Maybe more correct to express it as white piss. Shaitan enhanced my ejaculation amount with sex magic using magic stones, I shot that massive amount into Tentacle Drasil's root, and Tentacle Drasil mixed that massive amount of semen well with its bodily fluids inside and sprayed Gremory and Amur through tentacle branches.

Splurt, splurt.

Tentacle branches twitched inside Gremory like actually ejaculating. Gremory had already gone insane and had no energy to even curse, just gasping, and Amur, newly sacrificed to tentacle branches, still resisted with claws sharpened.

"L-let go, please!! Mmph?!"

So noisy I stuffed three tentacle branch bundles in her mouth simultaneously. Amur's eyes welled with tears and rolled back. Tentacle branches focused on poking Amur's front. Sowing already happened and her belly swelled more than Gremory's, but my ejaculation didn't know how to stop.

"Hnnngh. Good, so good. Best combination."

"Master, you're thirsty, right?"

"Yeah. Give me a cup."

I coolly gulped down the cold water Lune handed over. Sweet and bitter taste like a sports drink filled my mouth. The sweet, sour taste still strongly smelled of peaches.

"Hehe."

Lune now mixed honey water without care, and I had no hesitation either. Rather, drinking plain water felt empty.

"Puhaa. Drank well. Hehe, Amur. How about giving up soon?"

I pulled out the tentacle branches stirring Amur's mouth. Like before, it synchronized with my will, but because I directly stuck my dick in, tentacle branches moved freely according to my will. Amur spat out white sap filling her mouth and glared at me viciously.

"T-to protect my brother...! This much is...!"

"Hehehe."

I exchanged glances with subordinates. Had to catch the timing soon, but Amur's reactions were too fun to stop.

"Amur. Behind me over 150 orcs are waiting. Even if not this much, they're all standing tall waiting. Are you prepared to receive them all?"

"Hnng, I...!"

Amur bared her teeth sharply and growled. White sap flowing between fangs was impressive.

"As long as I can save... my brother... I'll do anything!"

"Yeah. Good. Much better to hear."

Whether Meri's healing magic worked well, her sharp voice was more comfortable to hear. I concentrated all attention on one tentacle branch inside Amur.

"Really can do anything? Last chance. If you surrender obediently, I'll end it here. Even I can't handle what comes after."

"...Hnng, kurgh...! Hyaa?!"

One tentacle branch wrapped around Amur's tail. Amur violently swung her tail resisting, but couldn't overcome the tentacle branch's strength. The branch coiled like a snake reached the sacrum where the tail came from, and dug between plump butt crack.

"Th-there?!"

Amur's eyes widened round and her body trembled. Her tail tip stood on end, and the tentacle branch's glans-shaped protrusion gently tickled Amur's anal.

"Wh-what are you trying to do!!"

"What else? Don't you know this? Ah, this is called butt spanking."

I pulled Amur in front of me and raised my palm to lightly tap above her tail. Smack, smack smack smack. The moment her tail stood on end and plump butt trembled finely—

"Nyaaaaa!!

Amur fainted with a shriek. Her whole body went limp like coming out of a bath.

"...Fainting from one butt spank. Pathetic leopard."

"Dad, is this fun?"

"Yeah. ...Lancelot?"

Lancelot approached beside me before I knew it. I awkwardly pushed Amur aside and cleared my throat, but even I lost words at Lancelot's shocking action confirmed by turning my head.

"I came hoping you'd hatch our baby soon... should I come later? Slurp."

Lancelot held Guinevere upside down like doing a tombstone piledriver, and had something like an ice cream bar in her mouth.

"...Oh boy."

My daughter's a strong woman. I felt so sorry for Guinevere with bright red ears.

"N-no. L-let's quickly see if it's grandson or granddaughter."

"Yes. I gave the egg to Mom Gremory earlier... is that stepmom? Slurp."

"...I'll stop too, so you stop too."

"Just a moment. Almost there."

Squish, splurt, gulp. Gulp.

"...Lancelot. How about having some shame?"

"What about you, Dad?"

"...Not my place to say."

I slyly pulled my thing from the tentacle root.

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