Molin Ratman

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At dawn, before the sun had even peeked over the eastern horizon and the distant sky was tinged with a faint gray-white, a woman slowly made her way out of the deepest part of the nameless forest, which stretched for dozens of miles from the Silent Forest of Erebus and covered the entire hill. She walked along a rugged, winding path strewn with countless pebbles, withered leaves, and overgrown shrubs and weeds.

The woman appeared to be at least two meters tall; even in the Western Continent, where men and women were generally taller, women of such height were extremely rare. Her

seemingly robust body, accentuated by her exaggeratedly large breasts and strikingly prominent buttocks, created a breathtakingly voluptuous figure. Encased in silver-white metal armor adorned with intricate pale gold patterns, her physique did not appear bulky or bruised, but rather exuded a wild and untamed beauty.

Without the cover of armor, her smooth, fair, yet firm and elastic abdomen was exposed to the air. A silver-colored, gold-patterned soft armor draped diagonally around her waist, covering her left knee. This

made her right leg, encased in a pair of dark purple, black-patterned war boots with a maximum height of only three fingers above the thigh, appear even longer and more shapely. A glimpse of the stunningly beautiful, delicate white skin of her legs, which should have belonged to her alluring figure, was revealed through the gap between her thigh and the boot.

Looking upwards, the woman's face was as fair and delicate as the skin exposed outside her silver-white, gold-patterned holy light armor—or rather, her pretty face was even more delicate than the skin on her body. Yet, the lines on her face appeared cold and hard. Her slightly thick, sword-like eyebrows, her sharp, phoenix-shaped eyes, and her slightly full lips all gave her an air of strength and fortitude more commonly found in men.

However, her towering yet strangely alluring figure didn't feel out of place; instead, it evoked the image of a woman walking through a desolate wilderness, still exuding an arrogant and untamed wildness. Her breathtakingly eerie beauty was enough to captivate countless men, yet also to make them shrink back in fear.

Undoubtedly, there was only one woman here possessing such a unique beauty and aura, with such striking distinctiveness: Lilia Eugenie, the Intermediate Holy Knight of the City's Holy Church.

Upon closer inspection, however, one would notice that the confident and wild smile that Lilia always wore today seemed subtly unnatural compared to her usual self.

Moreover, on her beautifully white skin, which was encased in a silver-white, gold-embroidered breastplate that resembled a giant bowl holding her enormous breasts, and on her slender, pink neck protected by matching platinum shoulder armor that spread out like wings, there was now a strangely large, dark collar about three fingers wide. At the front of the collar, near her throat, was a delicate and ornate diamond-shaped crystal.

Lilia continued walking slowly along the rugged mountain path. If the people in the nearby towns were to see her, they would be utterly astonished to discover that in this terrifying forest, so close to the Silent Forest of Erebus that even during the day the locals dared not approach, let alone venture into, she, a mere mid-level Holy Knight, walked through it without the slightest tension or vigilance. Instead, she exuded a lazy nonchalance, seemingly unconcerned about any unknown dangers lurking within, or whether any terrifying creatures from the depths of the Silent Forest of Erebus had intruded.

Of course, if someone could see through the layer of divine energy flowing beneath Lilia's body—a barrier that prevented most people from peeking—they would be even more shocked to discover that perhaps the most terrifying danger hidden in the darkest corners of this nameless forest was currently within her body.

At this moment, within her seemingly normal body, several fist-sized ratmen, leading countless others no bigger than a finger and as small as a knuckle, with tails as long as their own, were wreaking havoc inside her.

The modified lactiferous ducts, large and small intestines, the similarly modified blood vessels, as well as her stomach and lungs, were all filled with these ratmen. Several ratmen were even clearly taking turns vying to look out through the exquisite, ornate crystal half-embedded in her throat and half-exposed, connected to her collar. It seemed that these ratmen were using Lilia as a strange carriage, allowing them to drive her towards the bustling human world.

As a mid-level Holy Knight, Lilia Eugenie was acutely aware of her physical condition as the holy energy flowed within her. However, she was powerless to do anything, or rather, she felt a strange, overwhelming pleasure mingling with the excruciating pain, a pleasure that fueled her deep fascination and descent into obsession. Even though she could do something, she couldn't bear to relinquish this feeling she so cherished.

So she allowed the energy to tear at her, destroy her, and transform her body indiscriminately, feigning indifference as she endured the unbearable pain and the increasingly intense, perverse pleasure that only intensified with the pain. The

occasional unintelligible hissing of the countless rat-men throbbing within her told her they wanted her to hunt other women; she knew much more.

But Lilia knew she couldn't refuse. The pain instilled fear and submission in her, a perverse attribute developed within her, while the perverse stimulation and pleasure fueled her intense ecstasy and deep descent into addiction.

She, who once believed her faith in the divine could shield her from all suffering and temptation, was truly tamed into a loyal dog by these complex feelings.

Thus, the once proud Lilia lost all her pride and confidence. Driven by a strange emotion, she simultaneously sensed everything within her body while feigning normalcy, using the divine energy she had cultivated through faith and effort to conceal the abnormality. With an expression seemingly unchanged from before, she walked towards the holy church where she practiced, her heart filled with turmoil.

Supported by this already corrupted mind and the last vestiges of reason and morality, Lilia sometimes wished never to reach the holy church that had once made her feel safe and relaxed, and at other times hoped to hunt other women as soon as possible to satisfy the ratmen within her and give her even stronger passion. Yet, her steps did not slow down in the slightest.

Then, about three hours later, Lilia arrived at the familiar holy church in the city.

"Good morning, Knight Lilia."

Suddenly, a soft, slightly seductive, and familiar voice reached Lilia's ears. Turning her head slightly, she saw a middle-aged woman with long hair, slightly shorter but still over 1.8 meters tall, and with disproportionately large, voluptuous breasts, just like Lilia's.

"Good morning, Lady Salitan, may the gods bless you."

Lilia nodded slightly, the complex expression in her eyes flashing briefly before disappearing. She greeted the noblewoman attending the service with her usual smile and then walked inside.

"Don't...don't rush...I will hunt women for you." Having fabricated a relatively plausible explanation to the elders in the church, and telling them she hadn't seen Ivy, she walked out. Then, feeling the increasingly restless, squeaking rat-men within her, and their agitation, a wicked and lewd smile appeared on Lilia's lips. She whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

The rat-men that had been stirring restlessly within her seemed to calm down slightly, but Lilia knew she should and had to hunt down new women for these rat-men who brought her pleasure and perverse stimulation as soon as possible.

But where should she go now?

Just as Lilia was thinking this, she suddenly saw a woman walking towards the hot spring bath in the Holy Church.

The woman was slightly shorter than her, but still well over 1.8 meters tall. She appeared to be in her early thirties, with delicate, arched eyebrows and alluring eyes that held a seemingly unchanging gentleness. A faint blush graced her fair cheeks, and beneath her high, straight nose, her slightly parted, sensual lips exuded a serene gentleness and a touch of melancholy. Her

long, wavy, dark brown hair cascaded down her back, and as she slightly tilted her head, her exquisitely delicate ear, adorned with a pendant made of several small crystals, was revealed.

The gaze moved down to the woman's long, snow-white neck, where she wore a grey long-sleeved short dress embroidered with sensual patterns.

The upper part of the gray mini-skirt featured a diagonally crisscrossing design, enveloping the woman's full, exaggeratedly large breasts while simultaneously showcasing her sexy collarbones and expanses of fair, delicate skin on her chest, even subtly revealing the outline of her deep cleavage.

A matching strap with a gold buckle ran across her smooth abdomen below her breasts, further accentuating her alluring curves thanks to her suddenly enlarged, sexy hips.

The fitted long sleeves effortlessly outlined her slender, jade-like arms, while the flared neckline adorned with black lace made her delicate, peach-painted hands appear even smaller and more refined.

The skirt hem reached mid-thigh, revealing her long, shapely, and firm legs encased in sheer flesh-colored stockings, making them even more seductive.

Below, a pair of delicate, strappy high-heeled sandals graced her feet—features so alluring that countless men would be tempted to hold and caress them. As she gracefully approached, her feet clicked softly.

This was none other than Mrs. Salitan, the woman Lilia had encountered at the church entrance. Lilia didn't know the woman's real name, and most people in the city probably didn't either. She only knew that since marrying a councilor at the age of seventeen, she had been called Mrs. Salitan.

Even now, years after the councilor's death, she was still called Mrs. Salitan, wielding the power that had once belonged to her husband. Beneath her gentle exterior lay a shrewd and calculating nature, and rumors circulated that she secretly kept several young men as lovers.

"Sir Lilia, I just finished praying and am about to go to the hot springs for a baptism. Would you like to join me?" Lady Salitan approached Lilia, speaking gently with a slight smile. Given her status, she didn't need to be so polite to Lilia, now a mid-level Holy Knight, but Lilia's potential and her status as Lilia's master made it worthwhile for her to make this effort to win her over.

"It's you, isn't it? Since you enjoy being played with by men so much, let's try something else. You'd probably like that too. This kind of ecstatic stimulation will definitely make you forget about other men and experience true surrender." Lilia, who had previously felt no disgust for Lady Salitan's somewhat decadent private life, and even sometimes felt a little envious in her midnight dreams, couldn't help but mutter this to herself, finding a reason, or rather an excuse, to justify her next actions, a reason that would convince her of the last vestiges of kindness, perseverance, and faith that had not yet vanished.

Then, Lilia said with a smile, "I couldn't be happier. It would be an honor to bathe with Lady Salitan. I believe it will be an unforgettable experience." "Sir Lilia, you flatter me," Salitan said politely, but her face showed undisguised pride. Little did she know that Lilia's words were not modesty at all. What followed would be unforgettable for her, and she would be completely captivated.

The two, each with their own thoughts, smiled and chatted as they entered the Holy Church's hot spring baths.

The so-called hot spring baths were actually just small pools, about three meters long and wide, separated by wooden railings, and no more than one and a half meters deep, with underground hot spring water constantly overflowing from small holes embedded in the rocks below.

As for the baptism, rather than the sacred light emanating from a six-winged angel statue carrying a longsword near each pool, which had a slightly moisturizing and invigorating effect, it was more of a display of praise for the Holy Church and its inhabitants.

She removed her sacred armor and walked naked into the hot spring with elegant steps. She slowly sat down, immersing her lower body and most of her upper body in the water. Her large breasts, seemingly larger than basketballs, stood proudly like two mountains, perfectly set against the water's surface, trembling slightly with the ripples.

Her expression remained gentle and serene, yet a faint smile softened her slightly melancholic face, revealing a bright and romantic expression. Lady Salitan slowly and gracefully removed her clothes, first her sexy gray long-sleeved short dress, then her large, delicate, and even more mountain-like breasts than Lilia's, revealed as her black lace bra was removed. Next, her pinkish, tender vulva, still visible despite her decadent lifestyle, was revealed as her black lace panties were removed.

Finally, Mrs. Salitan, with an expression that, despite having heard countless rumors and possessing considerable evidence of her decadent private life, still managed to conceal a trace of licentiousness from her gentle and serene demeanor, walked towards Lilia—a woman she never expected to bring danger—with an alluring figure and graceful, yet undeniably seductive, movements. She smiled enviously at Lilia's full breasts and fair skin.

"Mrs. Salitan, you flatter me. Your figure, your temperament, and your elegant manners that make countless men yearn for you are truly something many women envy and strive to emulate," Lilia said seemingly casually, her expression less wild and arrogant than before, and more alluring. Mrs. Salitan felt this was Lilia's response to her earlier gestures of goodwill.

Only Lilia herself knew that her enormous, honeycomb-like breasts, the rat-men inside her intestines resembling an amusement park, and the rat-men that were tearing and expanding within her long, shapely legs, using a special kind of mucus to clearly extend her already branch-like lactiferous ducts further into her torn thighs, were all emitting incoherent cries.

Even though she didn't understand the exact meaning of those cries, the increasingly intense pain and the strange pleasure she felt amidst the agony from the scent secreted by the rat-men who were wantonly torturing her told her that the rat-men approved of her actions and were urging her to be faster…faster…closer, closer, until their thighs were completely pressed together, allowing them to feel the smoothness and warmth of each other's skin.

Lilia, savoring the pain and pleasure, enjoying the perverse stimulation caused by her cultivator's stronger will than that of ordinary people—a stimulation ten times greater than that of ordinary people—her face flushed with an increasingly sensual blush, all while feigning nonchalance as she chatted casually with Salitan, a young widow whose martial prowess was in no way inferior to her womanizing and decadent ways.

However, she clearly felt a stirring of rat-men within her lower abdomen, followed by a fist-sized rat-man slowly squeezing its soft body out of her cervix. Then, with its tiny claws, it made fine cuts on her sticky, erotic vulva, which had never been intimate with a man but had been ravaged by rat-men many times, finally prying open her labia and peeking out.

The warm, even scalding, hot spring water seemed to cause no discomfort to these rat-men who could freely explore and roam within Lilia's body, even bathing and playing in her gastric juices.

The ratman who peeked out quickly turned his gaze to Lady Salitan, who was slightly smaller than him, and her long, shapely legs, smooth abdomen, and ample breasts that were already half-soaked in the hot spring.

Especially her delicate and tight vulva, despite her numerous licentious and dissolute private life, remained a focal point of those scarlet eyes.

A strange aura began to emanate from this rat-man, so much so that even Lady Salitan, who always considered herself powerful, didn't notice it. As she spoke, that aura began to seep into her body and slowly accumulate.

Above the pool, Lilia and Lady Salitan continued their conversation. The fist-sized rat-man finally squeezed out of Lilia's vulva and began swimming in the hot spring. Then, rat-men no larger than a finger crawled out from her vulva, her tight urethra, and even her constantly opening and closing anus, swimming in the hot spring.

At the same time, an increasingly strong yet imperceptible aura permeated the room and seeped into Lady Salitan's body.

Lady Salitan, who should have quickly noticed the anomaly, was obscured by the misty steam of the hot spring and the aura emanating from the ratmen that had seeped into her body, which lulled her into a false sense of security within the sanctuary.

However, this leisurely stroll was only temporary. Soon, the small ratmen that had emerged from Lilia's body began to climb onto Lady Salitan's shapely, firm thighs, delicate feet, smooth abdomen, and tender vulva.

By now, Lady Salitan should have realized something was amiss. But in this western continent, many noblewomen, or rather, young women who had affairs with lovers, would experience a peculiar pleasure when lonely.

That game, perhaps coincidentally, was remarkably similar to what she was experiencing now.

Thus, with a powerful figure guarding the area, seemingly ensuring no accidents would occur, Lady Salitan, relaxed and at ease, sensed the strange sensations emanating from her body, feeling a languidness within. She made no movement, but her smile suddenly took on a wanton, seductive, and slightly intoxicating quality as she spoke, "So, Knight Lilia also enjoys this kind of game. It's been a while since I've enjoyed a personal massage from the Palace-Exploring Silverfish." As she spoke, Lady Salitan even slightly parted her legs, seemingly welcoming the ratmen's attempts to penetrate her lower body. The

Palace-Exploring Silverfish Lady Salitan spoke of were originally translucent little fish used for massaging the soles of the feet and nibbling away at dead skin. However, later, under the modification of some perverse mages, these fish developed another branch; they would burrow into a woman's vagina and uterus, massaging her and secreting a special mucus that gave her a pleasure even more intense than sexual intercourse.

"Yes, what woman doesn't love it? I'm no exception." If it really was the lewd game that Lady Salitan described, popular among many noblewomen, Lilia, though she hadn't experienced it herself, had occasionally heard the strange moans uttered by nuns in private and had thought about it. However, now that she had experienced the ratmen's abuse, she felt contempt and disdain for it. How could physical stimulation compare to the extreme pleasure the ratmen gave her, an experience like traveling between hell and heaven? So she just pretended to savor the moment and said, "Moreover, today's game is different from what you've played before, Lady. It will give you a more intense stimulation. I believe you will be incredibly grateful to me in the future." "Then I'll look forward to it." Lady Salitan responded with an ambiguous and lewd expression, her body pressed even closer to Lilia's, trembling slightly with a soft laugh. She even teasingly kneaded Lilia's full, large breasts a few times, marveling at their softness and delicacy.

Meanwhile, the smaller rat-men, under these circumstances, parted Lady Salitan's labia and crawled deeper into her vagina.

Their claws were relatively softer, so although they left shallow scratches inside Lady Salitan's vagina, she didn't notice anything amiss. She simply let out another soft laugh, "These little things are indeed more vigorous than the ones outside, but more stimulating, oh... ah... Lilia, where did you find these wonderful things... ah... so comfortable." "There will be even more stimulation, Lady Salitan. I hope you will experience the greatest enjoyment next." Lilia finally trembled slightly as the rat-men inside her accelerated their movements, carving out channels thicker than fingers between her legs and filling them with the ever-expanding milk ducts. Her facial muscles twitched slightly from the pain and the increasingly intense pleasure that followed, and her voice trembled with emotion.

"Hmm..."

At this moment, Lady Salitan finally vaguely realized something was amiss through countless details. Ordinary sex rarely produced such intense pleasure in a woman, so a sense of unease arose in her heart.

Just as she hesitated, a rat-man the size of a fist suddenly swung its tail, pushing open her deep cleavage along her lower abdomen, and poked its head out from underwater. Its head, clearly indistinguishable from a rat's, seemed to reveal a human-like mockery and derision.

"This..."

With the situation now clear, Lady Salitan naturally realized something was wrong. After letting out a cry of surprise, she instinctively tried to use the powerful battle qi within her body, but the next moment she discovered that the battle qi, which seemed to still be under her control, could only circulate within her body to nourish her, but could not do anything else. At the same time, most of her strength had already been drained from her body.

A wave of terror and unease instantly filled her mind. Instinctively, she wanted to scream for help. She believed that if she gave even the slightest warning, the incredibly powerful nuns, priests, knights, bishops, and saints in the holy church could easily wipe out these ant-like scum.

Then, in the next moment, to Lady Salitan's astonished and even horrified gaze, Lilia, whom Lady Salitan had vaguely sensed was not quite right but hadn't had time to investigate further, had already flipped over and skillfully pinned her down, their two pairs of full, large breasts pressing against each other.

"Ugh, ugh... ugh..."

Before Salitan could even utter a cry of surprise, Lilia's slightly thick lips, along with the somewhat clumsy tongue, flooded into her mouth, completely silencing her.

Things didn't seem simple enough. Thinking this, Lady Salitan felt an even deeper fear, but because of her weakness and Lilia's oppressive presence, she could only feel the changes in her body amidst that deep terror.

It's unclear whether these ratmen were truly unable to prevent Lady Salitan from witnessing their actions, or whether they were indifferent to, or even pleased with, Lady Salitan's spying, as proof that after arriving from the other world and spending three months using hundreds of ordinary women as nests for their reproduction, they had truly begun their invasion of the human world.

More ratmen pushed aside Lilia's throat to leave, but in turn, they pushed aside Lady Salitan's throat as well. Like moving house, some entered Lady Salitan's stomach along her esophagus, while others probed into her lungs along her trachea.

Similarly, the enormous ratman who had previously seemed to mock and ridicule her led a group of ratmen into her lower body, then squeezed into her uterus. Smaller ratmen haphazardly climbed her alluring, sexy body for a while before becoming more interested in her internal organs, entering her body through the nipples of her full breasts, her tight urethra, her anus resembling a blooming chrysanthemum, and even her navel.

Sharp claws carved fine lines into her nipples, vulva, urethra, and the long intestine behind her anus, causing Mrs. Salitan, who occasionally experienced unusual sexual pleasure from mild masochism in private, to feel waves of indescribable stinging and an extremely uncomfortable feeling of fullness and blockage.

A series of tearing and piercing sensations arose as the rat-men gnawed inside her body, causing even more intense pain from various parts of her body. Yet, there was also a strange stimulation and pleasure that she had never felt before, not even when she was gang-raped or violated by some terrifying giant beasts. The pain washed over her brain like a tide, making her slightly red skin, which had been soaked in the hot spring, even more crimson. Beneath her seemingly normal and intact skin, countless muscles hidden under the skin trembled and contracted continuously. In her lower body, countless tender flesh in her vulva contracted and released streams of sticky, lustful fluid, which then merged with the hot spring water.

Lilia didn't move further. Once her body pressed down on Lady Salitan, silencing her cry, her task was complete. She simply lay there on top of Lady Salitan, her face no longer trying to conceal the mingled pain and pleasure—a face so contorted it was impossible to tell whether she was enjoying pleasure or enduring pain—yet her muscles twitched, making her look ferocious. A hint of conflict and shame lingered in her eyes, before she finally reverted to her increasingly sensitive body, succumbing to a wild, frenzied excitement after being overwhelmed by the stimulation.

Hunting in the Holy Church might not have been her last struggle. Despite her complete cooperation, a sliver of kindness within her still held onto the hope of being discovered and rescued by the powerful figures in the Holy Church, or at least freed from their clutches. But nothing came of it. The countless squeals of the ratmen within her were like mockery, ultimately leading Lilia's struggle—which wasn't really a struggle—to its complete demise.

Then, with her eyes slightly closed, she endured the intense pain emanating from within, while simultaneously enjoying the overwhelming pleasure that surged through her brain. Her emotions were a complex mix as she watched the sacred energy flowing within her—the energy that had once protected her, the energy she trusted most, yet now nourished the ratmen. She saw nearly half of the ratmen leave her body and enter Lady Salitan's body beneath her.

However, the sudden loss of almost half the ratmen did not lessen the stimulation. Moments later, the milk ducts, like tree roots, extended down her legs, forming two narrow, elongated cavities, slightly narrower than her stomach and filled with complex passages, in her firm, shapely thighs. The sight of these small, supple ratmen crawling within those cavities and stretching open the narrow milk ducts caused an increasingly intense stimulation, making her wish to forever remain within it and never wake up.

Lady Salitan, similarly lured by Lilia into becoming the target of this ratman hunt, was naturally no better off than Lilia. She appeared to be gradually losing consciousness, even her eyes were closed, yet her mind remained remarkably clear. She could only sense the movements of the ratmen within her body through the circulation of energy within her. Her

seemingly dormant body was trembling violently with barely perceptible subtlety, fine beads of sweat constantly overflowing from her flushed, alluring form, yet mingling with the steam and moisture rising from the hot spring, seemingly imperceptible to anyone else.

Although only half the number of ratmen had entered Lady Salitan's body as Lilia had, several ratmen the size of fists quickly gave birth to tiny ratman infants the size of mung beans. These infants, immediately absorbing the blood and bits of flesh shed by the other ratmen as they devoured Lady Salitan's body, rapidly grew tenfold, forming ratmen comparable in size to an adult's little finger.

Then, these rat-men began to spread throughout Lady Salitan's body, along her digestive tract, her enormous breasts which had been torn open like a honeycomb, and her uterus, bladder, anus, rectum, ovaries, and kidneys, which were quickly connected.

This was only the first step. When these rat-men seemed to have occupied most of her internal cavities, and even in her great fear, some rats burrowed into her lungs, entered her kidneys, traveled through her blood vessels, and reached her heart, tearing and piecing together her large and small intestines into a playground similar to the one inside Lilia's body, and tearing her breasts into a honeycomb, the scent emanating from these rat-men gradually gave her a strange sense of pleasure amidst the pain, transforming her despair into enjoyment and joy. Under her fearful yet somewhat expectant state, these rat-men showed no sign of stopping, instead beginning an even more profound transformation.

In the minds of Lilia, Lady Salitan, and all those who had been invaded and turned into nests and food by these ratmen, the ratmen were perhaps there to torture them at will or tame them into sex slaves.

But in the ratmen's hearts, perhaps they had no interest in torturing them; their suffering did not arouse any excitement. They were merely nests, means of transportation, and food for those deemed unsuitable.

Therefore, each woman was a beautiful work of art and a toy that could be repurposed, given new opportunities for play.

Thus, the ratmen inside Lady Salitan simply altered her large and small intestines to create a more natural passageway, and began a new phase of development.

One by one, the rat-men burrowed into Lady Salitan's lungs, greedily probing and scratching at the alveoli, causing her waves of stinging pleasure and intensifying her submission. They secreted a mucus that seemed to defy the laws of biological evolution in any part of a woman's body, causing her lungs to slowly expand within her chest cavity.

Before long, the enormous lungs, no longer recognizable as their original shape, compressed a large portion of her chest cavity, squeezing her stomach and heart into a very small space. The alveoli within these lungs, now several times larger than before, were now ten times more numerous.

However, this didn't provide Lady Salitan with a stronger oxygen supply, because the rat-men, no bigger than a finger, were now greedily crawling within the alveoli, piercing them with their hollow fangs and absorbing the oxygen-rich blood escaping from them.

Then, seemingly preferring areas with rich neural networks or muscle contractions, they turned their attention back to Lady Salitan's urethra and large intestine.

These rat-men, obsessed with exploring and building within women's bodies, occasionally tore at Lady Salitan's muscles and fat like playful children or restless animals, sometimes even rupturing her thick blood vessels. However, amidst their seemingly meaningless squeals, they quickly devised modifications to suit Lady Salitan. Some continued frolicking in their newly occupied territories, while others chaotically

split into three groups.

The first group of rat-men, following the passage between the uterus and ovaries, plunged into Lady Salitan's two ovaries. They secreted a special fluid that stimulated the ovaries, causing them to proliferate rapidly, quickly forming two interconnected, deformed ovaries that occupied most of her abdominal cavity. These ovaries rapidly secreted egg cells, which the rat-men excitedly licked and savored, as if they were some exquisite delicacy.

Occasionally, a special egg cell, seemingly chosen by the ratmen, would even rapidly divide after being pierced by the sharp ends of their tails, eventually forming a reproductive ratman the size of a fist. This allowed Salitan to finally understand their reproductive method and also strangely evoked a sense of satisfaction from their sacrifice.

The second group of ratmen bit two holes in Mrs. Salitan's large intestine. As Mrs. Salitan trembled in pain, with the ratmen's exploration and biting, and with the special mucus secreted by the ratmen, the intestinal walls around these two holes did not heal. Instead, they began to meander downwards like two sleeping legs, forming a spiderweb-like passage in the limited space of her abdominal cavity, sometimes separating and sometimes connecting.

Then, following the blood paths created by the ratmen biting on her legs, they spread along her legs, sometimes separating and sometimes converging, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, until they reached her ankles, where they surged upwards like tree roots, forming two U-shaped rectal passages. At the same time, they created several honeycomb-shaped rest and entertainment rooms of different sizes in Salitan's thighs and calves.

This ensured that Lady Salitan's legs would not change their external shape, while allowing them to freely roam and wreak havoc. Lady Salitan experienced intense stimulation in her legs during this expansion and subsequent rampage, causing her long, shapely, and sexy legs to tense taut from the immense stimulation. Her alluring feet were so strained that her toes were hooked downwards, large beads of sweat constantly overflowing and being washed away by the hot spring water, making it impossible for outsiders to truly perceive the abnormality.

As for the third team, they bit through Lady Salitan's urethra, and then, like the rat-men who modified her large intestine, extended the urethral walls upwards, forming a complex, root-like network of channels under the skin of Lady Salitan's upper body and close to her large and small intestines.

Then, this U-shaped passage, seemingly resembling the large intestine extending into her legs, yet distinctly thinner due to the thinner arms, causing the urethra to extend from within, began to coil within Lady Salitan's body. After probing near her wrists and returning, it abruptly connected with Lady Salitan's mutated lungs.

"Hmm...uh..."

Her entire body trembled from the intense stimulation. Her long, slender, white arms, like her legs, stretched straight out, her fingers clenched tightly together, as if trying to scream, but her body was too weak to utter more than a soft moan. It was as if her bent fingers, in pain, wanted to dig their nails into their palms, but were too weak to even do so.

Occasionally, the sounds of women talking and laughing drifted in from outside. Through the not-quite-closed door, one could vaguely see women passing by.

Similarly, the women occasionally caught glimpses of the alluring images of Lady Salitan and Knight Lilia pressed together. In this world, adultery was sometimes considered romantic, and the mutual comfort between women was a trivial matter that even God would forgive. So, the women simply smiled magnanimously and decided who they would share this seemingly accidental glimpse with, without disturbing this process that appeared to be an erotic play but was actually a cruel hunt. After three hours

, Lilia, who had undergone even more extensive modifications, and Lady Salitan, whom Lilia had assisted in the ratmen hunt, had both completed their modifications. Ratmen of varying sizes began to revel within them, with groups of two or three engaging in wanton mating.

Among the two women intertwined, the gem on Lilia's navel was gently pushed aside, and a small ratman emerged. Similarly, a small ratman emerged from Lady Salitan's navel. They seemed to exchange glances before switching places and entering each other's places.

If you look closely, you can even see them high-fiving each other as they pass by, and the ratmen who burrowed back into Lilia's navel carefully pulling the gem back before heading towards Lilia's uterus to participate in a rat-group orgy within her womb.

The two women, their pain temporarily relieved, breathed heavily, their faces contorted as they slowly opened their eyes to meet.

Although this situation was perverse, experiencing the ultimate pleasure, her already lewd heart had already succumbed completely halfway through the ratmen's rampage. Her eyes looked at Lilia with incredibly complex emotions, ultimately transforming into gratitude and joy. "

This bliss bestowed by the great ratmen shouldn't be ours to possess," Lady Salitan said, a lewd yet devoutly infatuated smile appearing on her lips as she heard Lilia's words. Lilia immediately realized that the woman before her was clearly more deeply ensnared than she was, and Lilia's smile gradually changed to a lewd grin she had never seen before.

"Aurora, come here for a moment." Lady Salitan exchanged a glance with Lilia, a more alluring smile suddenly appearing on her face. In a tone more languid and soft than ever before, she called out to the outside.

"Yes, Madam."

As the submissive voice fell, a slender, fair hand slowly pushed open the door, which wasn't fully closed, ushering in a fate no one could have foreseen.

[The End]

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