The Illusionist of the Prison of Lust

1. The Time of Twilight (Part 1)

--- This shouldn't be happening, this kind of thing can't possibly happen.

"Eeee... Ah... No! Ugh, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!!"
The girl desperately denied the reality that was befalling her.

In the dim world, the girl fell to the ground with her bottom on the ground. Even though her hands and feet should have touched the ground, she couldn't even tell up from down. Even though she was desperately backing away, she couldn't get out. The only thing she could feel was that something was slowly approaching.

It sounded like footsteps? How close is it now? She could feel the presence of people nearby, and her fear grew, but she couldn't see anything.

"No... This is a lie! Why is this happening? Who is it? Where is it?... What is this place!?"

The girl should have been walking home after club activities, in a season where the cold winter hadn't ended, the temperature fluctuated, and the days were gradually getting longer. Although it was getting dark, it shouldn't be too late yet.
The girl's school has a high college entrance rate, so club activities are prohibited from going too late. Furthermore, before winter break, students were notified to end club activities even earlier.
The girl, a member of the track and field club, will be selected as a key member of the middle-distance running team starting next year. Because she can't participate in club activities too late, she increases her training volume by running instead of taking the bus or cycling on her
way home from school and during morning exercises. Considering the strain on her knees, ankles, and other areas, this might not be a good thing. Nevertheless, being a serious person, she still runs between home and school every day.

Today, the girl is walking home as usual… no, perhaps something is different. It's already this time, but she hasn't seen a single person going to work. Upon closer inspection, she hasn't even seen any aunties coming out to buy things, or vending machine restocking vans.

Although each of these things isn't a big deal, not seeing a single person on the road today is quite concerning. This sense of unease intensified as she approached the abandoned small-to-medium-sized factory that had closed down last year, making the girl uneasy.

The factory had been the site of reports of violence, even death. Rumors circulated that
it was a gathering place for thugs and a trading ground for dangerous goods. As a result, the factory was scheduled for demolition in the spring. However,

the girl didn't particularly believe these rumors, and since she was only passing by and not through the factory, she didn't see the need to change her route home.

"It's okay! Nothing will happen! If there are any bad guys, I can definitely run to a crowded place at my speed!!" she told her friends who were worried about her after hearing the rumors.

Even so, as she approached the abandoned factory, her stride lengthened, and her running speed gradually increased. Feeling uneasy and uneasy today, she wanted to leave the factory area as quickly as possible.

She slung her school-issued gym bag back over her shoulder and continued striding with her slender, supple legs. Her smooth, flaxen ponytail swayed from side to side, and her recently developed breasts, which were somewhat hindering her running, bounced under her shirt. Even though she was a little anxious, the girl consciously maintained a good running posture.

After passing through the abandoned factory in the residential area, she would reach the bustling shopping street. ...That's how it should be—.

"Huh? What's going on?"
the girl muttered to herself. She should have left the abandoned factory and walked to the other side of it... but now, she was inside the abandoned factory?!

Although she was a little uneasy and wavering, she shouldn't have gone the wrong way. Moreover, the abandoned factory was surrounded by a wall about two meters high, and the gate was closed. The girl had no memory of the gate being open or passing through the wall.

A strange unease gradually formed in the girl's heart... She hurriedly approached the factory gate, wanting to check the key on the chain. The next moment, the surroundings gradually darkened—.

The girl's knees trembled uncontrollably. Her face wasn't covered in the pleasant sweat from her exercise, but rather a cold sweat from fear. Her eyes darted around frantically, filled with confusion. She could vaguely see the last rays of the setting sun streaming in from the second floor, and the surroundings reeked of mildew and accumulated dust.

After adjusting to the sudden darkness, the girl realized again that she was inside an abandoned factory … The pent-up unease finally erupted , terror surging from the depths of her being.

"Ughhhhhhh… Ahh ... ▼ The so-called "Illusionary World" is neither the mortal realm nor the underworld, but an alternate world existing in the cracks between them. It's a world with different spatial connections, different flow of time, different directions, and different colors. It would suddenly open a gate to this alternate world , swallowing any girl who entered its trap. The slowly approaching aura suddenly made the girl feel breathless. "Eek!? This is a lie, right? Why?...Aa ... Not only was the shadow bizarre, but the reddish-brown skin writhed like worms and earthworms. Arms connected to the massive body gripped the girl's wrists, hoisting her up, while the writhing tentacles tightly coiled around her limbs. "No! No no no no!! It hurts, let go—ooh…put me down!!" Driven by fear and disgust, she struggled blindly, flailing her arms and legs, twisting her body desperately, shaking her head and emitting mournful cries. "...So noisy." A low, guttural voice came from somewhere, but the sticky sound was unsettling. Crack! Crack, crack!! "Ugh…Eek ahh ... Then, the alien monster gently swung its other pair of arms, and before the girl, who was being held up by the first pair of arms, could react, one of its fists struck her directly in the abdomen. "Ugh!?!?...Gah!! Aaaaaah!!" Then the other hand also delivered a punch. "Gurgle, uh aaaaah!?" The alien punched the girl's abdomen again and again, its bowling ball-sized fists striking repeatedly, alternating between its left and right hands.

"Gagaaaaaah!! Guhhhh!! Ahhhhhh!!"

The suspended girl's slender body arched into a "ku" shape, bouncing up and down countless times. The contents of her stomach refluxed, her pitiful face smeared with vomit and tears.

"Stop...gaaaaaah! Huh-hah--help...I...ahhhhh!!"
(I'm...I'm going to die...it hurts so much, it's so painful, I can't breathe...it hurts...it hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!)

The impact of the fist lifted her feet off the ground, swaying her into the air, somewhat mitigating the impact, but the girl was still unable to offer any resistance. With her ribs broken and her internal organs crushed, she had no choice but to wait for the violent storm to subside.

(Dad…Mom…who…can…save…me?)
"Ahhh…ah…ahhh…ah───────"

Overwhelmed by pain and struggling to breathe, the girl's thoughts began to blur. But the blows to her abdomen kept her conscious. She had lost control of her bladder; her soaked tracksuit clung tightly to her thighs, but she had no energy or inclination to care.

After a while, the beating finally ended. The alien monster tightly bound the girl, its throbbing tentacles absorbing her sweat, tears, vomit, and urine. The soiled, clinging tracksuit was completely torn apart. Then, her plain sports bra and panties were also ripped off.

Because of her training in the track and field team, the girl had no excess fat; the contrast with her soft, full breasts created an unbalanced effect, but her exposed naked body was still breathtaking. Furthermore, the unique tan lines on the female track and field athlete's body, the striking contrast between her wheat-colored and white skin, created a healthy allure.

Perhaps still recovering from the shock, even with her pubic hair exposed, the girl could only groan in pain.

"Ah... huff... ahh... ahh..." The girl's beautiful naked body, a unique blend of strength and fragility, was now covered in sweat and grime, with dark bruises all over her body.

After tearing off the girl's clothes, the alien monster's tentacles became even more restless, gradually wrapping around the girl's legs, pulling her close, and spreading her legs wide apart. In pain and terror, the girl vaguely realized her current position, her face blushing with embarrassment.

"Ah... no... ah..." However, due to the unforgettable brutality of the previous ordeal, she dared not shout or resist anymore. The alien

monster's four eyes were narrowed, its split, crimson mouth twisted in a grotesque manner, staring at the tightly closed vulva with a gaze as if licking between the girl's legs... a wicked grin on its face... "You... are you still a virgin?" the alien monster spoke, this time the girl could hear it clearly. "Huh ?... Ah... Ah... Ahh ... Just now, at least her legs were free, and being beaten while slightly dodging the impact was already incredibly painful. Now, her hands were grabbed, her legs were bound by tentacles, and she was suspended face up. In this situation, if a bowling ball-sized fist were to strike her abdomen… this time, even her internal organs would be torn apart. Or the joints in her shoulders and feet would probably dislocate. This near- death experience flashed through the girl's mind. "V-V-Virgin…I'm a virgin, I'm still a virgin!!" Driven by fear, the girl desperately squeezed out an answer. "I'm a virgin!…I answered. I already answered. No…don't…--hit me again, waaaaaah!!" "I see. If you're a virgin, then I have to be a little gentler?" The alien monster suddenly burst into laughter. The giant arm that had been raised was lowered, and instead, a long tongue extended from its grinning mouth, carefully licking the girl's abdomen, which was covered in black spots. "Eee... Eee... Ahhh... No! Ahhhhhh!!" A tongue like countless tiny files crawled up the girl's abdomen. Although there were many thorn-like protrusions and a stinging sensation, the viscous saliva of the monster prevented the girl's skin from being peeled off, instead causing waves of discomfort and disgust. After smearing the saliva all over the girl's body, the monster began licking her wrist, which was being held captive. "Eee... Ugh... Gaaah!... Huh?... Uh, uh uh uh!?" The girl couldn't bear the nausea and closed her eyes, but the changing pain throughout her body confused and surprised her. The hand that was being held tightly in the air still ached, her body was still heavy, and the internal throbbing pain hadn't disappeared, but the pain in her wrist that the monster had broken, the ribs that had been fractured from being punched in the abdomen, and the pain in her internal organs seemed to have... no, more than a little, lessened considerably. (W-Why...it doesn't hurt as much anymore? My body...is acting...strange?) After licking everything from the girl's body to her broken wrist, the monster withdrew its tongue and spoke again. "Probably, it doesn't hurt as much anymore, right? My saliva has a high healing power." (Healing my wounds...huh? Why...why wasn't it going to kill me?) If I had just struggled and cried for help, it would have immediately started beating me in a bad mood. The girl suppressed her fear and the disgust from being licked, desperately thinking of a solution. ---This monster I've never seen before can speak human language. After answering its question, it stopped beating me and even healed my abdominal and wrist wounds. Could it be that if I communicate with it properly, it might let me go home? --- The girl forgot its initial unreasonable and violent behavior and considered whether "it might actually have a gentler personality?" Although she seemed to be thinking hard, her thoughts were actually going astray. After inflicting terror and violence, a touch of gentleness is like the first step in brainwashing. ...However, the girl's naive thoughts were shattered by the monster's words the next moment. "As expected, regarding 'first pain,' I'll let you experience the excruciating pain properly, won't I?" "...Uh...?" (First pain?...First time, pain...first time...) The girl chewed over the monster's words, remembering her current situation and position. In this state, even as a minor, she could understand what 'first pain' meant. The monster's skin writhed continuously, and the tentacles on its lower body gathered together, forming a high-raised fleshy pillar. "The excess pain has been suppressed, so you can probably savor the feeling of losing your virginity now, right?" The entire fleshy pillar was about the thickness of the girl's thigh and roughly the length from her knee to her toes. The surface of the glans was covered with countless fleshy barbs, some of which protruded high like needles. The central column was covered with a dense network of fleshy tentacles that pulsated like blood vessels.

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Ah ...

Ahh

...

Driven by the terror of being "killed," her body began to struggle .

"Ughhhhhh!! Stop , stop, stop ahh ... "Ugh... Ugh... Ee- gu , yaa ... "Aaaaaah, ah-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-aaaah～～～っ～～～～Ugh～─────────Ugh!!" The girl's vision gradually darkened, and just as her consciousness was about to fade, intense pain brought her back to reality through a crimson vision. "Ugh───────Gah! Ah───────Gug～～～～～～Ah～～～!!" The girl, her mind blank, managed to squeeze out a muffled moan, her breathing labored. Her eyes were slightly open, tears streaming down her face, snot and saliva flowing freely. Her body, pushed to its limit, involuntarily stuck out her tongue, foam constantly escaping from her mouth. Judging from the sweat pouring down her body and the intensity of her spasms, the girl had reached the brink of death. "As expected, the first time is always the most painful. You should really experience this kind of pain, okay?" The alien monster, watching the girl's pitiful reaction, smiled contentedly before... the fleshy pillar deeply embedded in the girl's body began to thrust. Thud! Thud, thud! *Plop! Plop!!* The girl's lower abdomen rippled into a fleshy pillar, heaving rhythmically. Whether she was a virgin or not was irrelevant; blood trickled from her torn opening. "Gahhhhh!! Ugh, ahhhhhh!! Ah gah ugh ugh ugh!! Uh ahh ...

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