Saint Hunter

From afar, in a basement at the far end of the prison, came the panting and groaning of both humans and wild beasts.

In the dim, orange light of the room, one could see that the walls and floor were made of sturdy steel plates, covered in years of filth and rust. A thick, viscous, grayish-black pus slowly flowed across the uneven floor, emitting a pungent, nauseating stench.

Alice was lying on the floor, her round buttocks raised high, excitedly thrusting. A huge vibrating dildo was still violently throbbing inside her anus, while an unusually large black dog was on top of her snow-white vulva, its thick, dark red penis pumping violently inside her tender vagina.

With each thrust, the dog plunged its entire length, as thick as an adult's calf, into her body, tearing Alice's delicate vagina apart, blood splattering everywhere with each ejaculation.

Alice's flat stomach clearly showed the large, columnar bulge caused by the black dog's penis moving inside. To facilitate its movement, the black dog pressed its front paws onto Alice's shoulders, almost all of its weight pressing down on her upper body, severely deforming her proud breasts, squeezing large chunks of soft, snow-white flesh to her sides.

With each reciprocating motion, her breasts, under immense pressure, rhythmically gushed large amounts of sweet, white milk, which mingled with the blood continuously flowing from her thighs onto the ground, adding a touch of color to the already asphalt-black sewage.

"Ah...so good...Jeff...harder...let me have your child..." Alice shook her head, her beautiful long hair dancing with the movement, crying out ecstatically, as if she had truly become a bitch in heat.

This insane scene, unimaginable to ordinary people, was transmitted through multiple cameras in the basement to the monitoring hall, where it was quietly observed by the man sitting in the armchair.

"Alright! This woman... there shouldn't be any problems this time..." Looking at Alice's ecstatic expression, the man suddenly grinned, clapped his hands, stood up, and turned to leave the hall. In

the deepest, most secret research room of the GS Biological Research Center, the lights were blazing. An elderly man in a white lab coat was working alone in front of a pile of complex experimental instruments. His face was full of wrinkles, his hair was thinning and white, and his body was withered and hunched. At first glance, he looked like a decrepit old man on the verge of death. However, his movements showed a nimbleness and efficiency rarely seen in the elderly, and the focused and fanatical expression in his eyes was completely incongruous with his appearance.

Opposite the old man, in a laboratory separated by extremely thick bulletproof glass, allowing for complete observation, a naked young woman was tied to a gynecological operating table, groaning loudly.

Unlike Alice, who was constantly moaning in the basement, the woman's cries were clearly due to unbearable pain. Although her face was contorted and deformed by excruciating pain, it was still evident that she was originally an extremely beautiful woman. However, due to the extreme mutation below her neck, it was difficult to associate her with a normal human being.

The woman's breasts had mutated to a point beyond the measurement of cup size, resembling two enormous fleshy sacs filled with water, nearly a meter high, pressing heavily on her chest. Her once smooth skin was stretched to an extremely thin thickness, with clearly visible blue veins running across her breasts.

Two engorged and swollen nipples were exaggeratedly embedded on top of her breasts, gushing out white milk like a fountain. Her high, swollen abdomen was covered with various wires connected to instruments, which occasionally distorted violently, indicating that she was not only pregnant but also about to give birth. However, what flowed from between her legs, which were bound and spread apart by metal straps, was a strange green liquid, slowly dripping down the operating table to the floor.

Ignoring the woman's suffering, the old man was intently analyzing a sample of green liquid he had just collected on the instrument. As the results were analyzed and displayed, the anticipation on his face faded, replaced by growing disappointment.

Finally, with the last result, the old man could no longer contain himself. He slammed his fist on the table, stopped the experiment, and looked up at the woman across the glass with hatred: "Hmph! Another failure!" Just then, the woman let out a heart-wrenching scream. A large amount of green liquid mixed with red blood gushed out from between her legs. A dark green claw suddenly emerged from the fountain, grabbed the woman's thigh, and pressed down forcefully, as if trying to pull itself out. Green bubbles bubbled from the pitted holes on the claw, a gruesome sight.

Amid the woman's screams, another hand emerged, grabbing the sides of the woman's bleeding genitals and tearing open a huge gash. The bound woman trembled and screamed with all her might, her dazed eyes gradually rolling back, and an indescribable monster crawled out of her body.

"It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be like this..." The old man was unmoved by the horrific scene before him, but stared blankly at the newborn monster, muttering, "I tried my best, everything was perfect, it shouldn't be like this..." The monster crawling on the operating table only had its upper body; its lower body was still connected to the woman's uterus, making it a bizarre half-human creature. The monster stretched out its upper limbs, grabbing and pulling at the operating table, trying to stand up—which was of course impossible, but it only made it more angry and impatient, hissing and roaring. Suddenly, it twisted its body, turned back, grabbed the woman's barely breathing buttocks, opened its blood-red maw, and bit down, devouring her alive.

However, this horrific scene did not last long. The monster's initial biting was quite ferocious, but it gradually became weaker and weaker. With a few suppressed roars, the monster stopped eating, slumped softly onto the mangled corpse, and lay motionless.

The laboratory's electric door opened silently, and the man walked in excitedly. He walked to the old man, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "Master, the new experimental subject is ready. I believe this time you—" "Why!" The old man suddenly roared, turned around, grabbed the man's collar, and shook him violently, shouting excitedly, "Thirty years of experiments, is this the result? I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!" The old man's saliva kept splattering onto the man's face, but he didn't even dare to wipe it away, and hurriedly smiled apologetically:

"Master, don't worry, I've found a better test subject this time. I believe you'll succeed!" "What's better? Are you trying to comfort me?" The old man became even angrier, his face flushed, veins bulging on his neck. "You know how hard it is to find a suitable test subject. We spent over three years just searching for this one. Where are we going to find a more perfect one? Are you trying to tell me you went out for three days and brought back a better one?" "Please believe me, Master." Facing the enraged old man, the man's legs trembled from the shaking, and he hurriedly said, "The test subject I brought back this time is completely different from the past. It's perfect in every way. You won't be disappointed!" "You'll see when you see it." "Hmph! What good stuff could you possibly bring back? Most likely, you just grabbed someone off somewhere to fill the ranks!" The old man vented his anger, seemingly calming down considerably. Although he was still saying this, he lowered his hand, turned around, and said, "Where's the new mother? Let me see." The man secretly wiped away a bead of sweat, hurriedly walked to the large screen next to him, turned it on, and while adjusting the video settings, said, "Please look! It's this woman in cell number three." A second later, screams rang out in the laboratory: "This, how is this possible!" The screen was adjusted to the basement where Alice had been imprisoned, but Alice and the black dog that were originally in the cell had disappeared, leaving only an empty dungeon in the viewfinder.

"Hmm... are you playing me?" The old man wasn't angry, but his shrewd eyes narrowed dangerously.

"No, no... Master, I didn't lie to you..." The man panicked, sweat pouring down his face. "It's this woman... The woman is gone! She escaped... Yes, she escaped!" "Hmph! I originally thought you were just indulging in pleasure, but I didn't expect that under your management, the headquarters would become so lax!" The old man coldly glanced at the man, turned and strode to the control panel, slamming his fist on a red button. A piercing alarm immediately blared throughout the entire underground center, and orange lights flashed. The old man took off his glasses, lowered his head to check the pupils, and then spoke into the microphone on the platform:

"This is Number One. All personnel, raise the alert level. A candidate mother has escaped from the observation room. Guards, be on the lookout—alive. I repeat, I want her alive!" The old man had barely finished speaking, and before he could even put down the microphone, a deafening roar echoed as the laboratory ceiling collapsed, sending shattered concrete slabs and dust flying everywhere. In a flash, a slender, graceful figure leaped down from the hole, crossed her legs, and sat on the lab table, smiling broadly.

"Were you looking for me? No need for such a fuss." It was Alice, who had disappeared from the scene earlier. She was wearing a black, low-cut tank top and super-short, tight-fitting hot pants, which accentuated her ample breasts, making them appear almost bursting out. Her smooth, jade-like skin was as flawless as ever, dazzlingly white, and all the wounds and stains on her body had vanished. Her long legs, encased in black stockings and shiny high-heeled boots that reached her thighs, were casually dangling on the table.

Looking at her playful expression as she gazed at the two of them, it was a far cry from the dazed look she had just taken while being repeatedly violated by the mutated dog in the basement's sewage.

"Phew, speaking of which, I really have to thank you." Alice said, pointing casually at the stunned man. "If you hadn't brought me here, finding your hideout would have been really difficult." "You..." The man was stunned for a moment, then burst into anger. He ripped off his tie, clenched his fists, and with a sudden burst of strength, all the muscles in his body expanded and bulged violently at an incredible speed, instantly bursting through his clothes and transforming into a muscular giant over 3 meters tall. His skin emitted a ghostly blue glow, and the muscles and skin on his face quickly twisted together, forming a hideous face that was not human.

"This is the experimental subject you 'captured' earlier? She's indeed quite capable; no wonder she manipulated you so easily..." Compared to the man's excitement, the old man seemed much calmer towards Alice, who had suddenly appeared from the sky. Sensing the faint yet powerful aura emanating from Alice, the old man took a step back, becoming even more cautious. "May I ask where this young lady is from? Is there some grudge between us?" "Why so much nonsense? I'm already tired of playing with you; I have no interest in entertaining you anymore." Alice's expression suddenly changed. She turned her head and frowned, saying, "What, still thinking about waiting for reinforcements? Don't dream about it. None of those low-level trash outside can get in. You might as well just commit suicide quickly, so I don't have to bother with you personally!" The completely demonized man slammed his two basketball-sized fists together, sparks flying, and then roared as he pounced. His massive body, accompanied by a sharp wind, pressed down on Alice, its ferocious aura suggesting it could tear her to shreds at any moment.

A flash of white light appeared, and the next second, the man flew back at an even faster speed. His heavy body swept across the laboratory's instruments, large and small, leaving behind blue sparks and fragments of glassware. With a loud bang, he crashed into the wall, smashing a huge, human-shaped dent into the steel-plated stone wall. Then, like soft mud, he collapsed onto the ground, motionless, with five or six black holes the size of bowls on his back, hissing white smoke rising from them.

"Saint Demon Hunter!" The old man took a deep breath, his wrinkled face turning deathly pale, his eyes filled with a desperate gray. "I've been hiding for decades, and you've still found me... Is fate determined to destroy my demon race?" "Oh... you have quite the eye for talent!" Alice glanced at the old man with surprise, but quickly lost interest. She stood up with a hint of weariness, turned around with her hands behind her back, and surveyed her surroundings. She casually remarked, "Since you know my identity, you might as well end it all yourself, to avoid suffering later!" The old man slumped back two steps, collapsing to the ground. He looked down at his hands, then looked up... A glance at the laboratory evoked a surge of intense regret and resentment: "My death is nothing to regret, but the continuation of the demon race is tragically cut off... It's a pity that the experiment failed, and we couldn't create a new mecha for the demon god, what would I have to fear from you?" "What demon god, what mecha? What are you talking about?" Alice turned around curiously and asked, pointing to the woman who had been dead for a long time on the operating table opposite and the fused monster corpse, "Are you talking about this kind of messy experiment? Oh haha... Don't tease me, you think you can fight me with this kind of trash?" As she spoke, Alice laughed so hard she bent over, almost unable to breathe.

"Hmph, that's just because the mother body isn't perfect enough to withstand such experimental requirements." Speaking of the experiment, the old man's face immediately showed a hint of arrogance and confidence. "My theory must be correct! If we can find a suitable mother body sample, we can definitely create a new demon race as powerful as the ancient demon gods!" "Sounds so exaggerated, are you just bragging?" Alice curled her lip disdainfully, turning her head to examine the operating table. Looking at the woman's mutilated flesh and the grotesque, monstrous figure tangled together, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. "This experimental method looks quite exciting..." "Hey, old man!" Alice turned around, tilting her head to scan the old man on the ground, asking with considerable interest, "What new demon race are you talking about? If the experiment succeeds, how powerful will it be? Will it really be stronger than me?" The old man was stunned, not expecting Alice to ask such a question. He hesitated, about to nod, but Alice stopped him by shaking her finger.

As she spoke, Alice, hands behind her back, strode to the operating table, sat down without hesitation, and turned to smile, saying, "How about this, aren't you lacking a suitable body for the experiment? Wouldn't you like to have a perfectly qualified body for the experiment?" With a gentle tone, one of Alice's slender fingers slowly slid down her cheek, across her graceful neck, her high breasts, and down her smooth, flat stomach, its provocative intent unmistakable.

****************************************************************************************** This is the first part; the plot of the second part is already quite clear—it's roughly about how the experiment will be conducted and the ending. There will obviously be a lot of explicit content. However, a straightforward description of the experiment process seems a bit dull; more plot and story elements would be better. Arranging the ending is also a headache (of course, a failed ending for the female protagonist is not considered).

I don't mind writing a story with lots of gore, but simple depictions of cruelty don't seem very meaningful. It would be best to use the plot to highlight the female protagonist's obsessive tendencies. If any fellow enthusiasts have good ideas, please feel free to share them.

**************************************************************************************** (Part 2) Accompanied by the crisp sound of high-heeled boots on the metal floor, Alice, accompanied by the old demon leader named Auster, walked down through the vast experimental center.

While passing through the corridors and halls, they encountered many demons who had just gathered. Some were intimidated by the energy emanating from her, cowering and trembling in fear; others gleamed with ferocity, letting out low growls, looking ready to pounce. Despite the hostility around her, Alice casually put her hands behind her back, a carefree smile on her face, and followed behind the hunched-over Auster who was leading the way, as if a queen were inspecting her subjects.

Alice was led up an elevator to the lowest level of the experimental center. Upon opening the door, a pungent, foul stench assaulted her nostrils. Before her lay a colossal pit, the size of a plaza, seemingly ten times deeper than the ancient Roman Colosseum. At the center of the pit was a dark, indescribable behemoth. Upon closer inspection, this black, mountain-like object, over ten meters high, was actually composed of countless tentacles. Thousands upon thousands of tentacles of varying thickness, covered in glands and barbs, were intertwined into a gigantic mass, constantly writhing and contracting, like a mountain formed of a lifeless, uncontrolled snake. The uneven surface rubbed against each other under incredible pressure, emitting a hissing sound and continuously spraying out dark green viscous fluid that flowed onto the ground, emitting a nauseating stench.

"This?...This is the descendant of your so-called demon god?" Alice stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, for a long while before turning back, asking with a mixture of surprise and amusement, "Your god looks like this? I'm dying of laughter, hahaha..." "You ignorant, shameless bitch, how dare you insult this great experiment!" Unfortunately, he could only curse inwardly. Auster sighed, forcing a smile as he explained,

"You misunderstand...This is the offspring of several ancient demon beasts, the result of decades of experimentation. Of all the species we've found, only its body can carry some of our god's genes. Even so, because it carries such immense power, its lifespan has been greatly shortened." "Sounds a bit like artificial insemination..." Alice rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head to examine the tentacle-like behemoth below. "This guy has an unusual energy within him, but nothing particularly remarkable..." "Because the previous mothers were all ordinary people, we could only cultivate it on this beast... this monster..." "Obtain mature evolutionary genes and implant them into the mother's body." Seeing Alice's interested expression, Auster's withered face twitched. He took two steps closer and whispered in Alice's ear with a smile, "Of course, with your body's resilience, directly mating with it... will definitely not be a problem. Hehe, I believe the effect will only be better." "To be raped by such a huge monster..." Staring at the ugly and ferocious appearance of the tentacle behemoth in the arena, Alice felt a surge of desire rising from below, making her body feel hot. Her pair of round and firm thighs couldn't help but rub together slightly, and she didn't know that one of her index fingers was already in her mouth, gently sucking on it.

"I'm fine here by myself, you can leave!" Impatiently shooing Auster out of the lower level, Alice lightly tapped her toes and leaped into the circular plaza dozens of meters deep, walking towards the enormous monster. "You big guy, come and play with me!" Although she couldn't find where the monster's eyes were, it clearly sensed the approach of a stranger. The countless tentacles coiled around its perimeter, resembling dense cables, suddenly jerked, leaping high into the air like hundreds of venomous snakes encountering an enemy, forming a massive net that descended upon Alice.

With a deafening crash, the approaching tentacles missed their target, slamming into the ground and creating a huge dent in the steel floor. Alice had already teleported away before the tentacles reached her, leisurely sitting on the back of a tentacle as thick as a bucket, even poking at its pockmarked skin with her finger: "Such tough skin!" "Roar--" The monster let out a deafening roar, the shockwave erupting like a bomb, sending dust flying across the entire plaza, and the surrounding walls humming. Its massive mountain of flesh tilted, and its tentacles lashed out, lashing out at Alice with even greater speed. Even before they reached her, they made a crisp, whistling sound as they tore through the air, their power terrifying!

Alice smiled as she watched the tentacles rush towards her at astonishing speed, yet she remained seated, legs crossed, showing no sign of fleeing. In an instant, the enormous tentacle slammed down, accompanied by a deafening roar, blasting the solid ground into a funnel shape, causing the entire plaza to shake violently. With a soft "whoosh," a thick, dark green fountain erupted from the sunken hole, carrying with it a large amount of debris

and bits of flesh, falling to the ground like black blood rain. The monster had only struck Alice's afterimage. In the instant the tentacle reached her, Alice had already moved away with a speed the monster could hardly detect. The next moment, she sat back on the back of the tentacle, stretching her long neck to look into the sunken hole, and chuckled: "Ha! How stupid... With such a lineage, she actually managed to become a god in the primordial era?" The monster's thick "steel whip" missed Alice, but it couldn't stop its "hand," striking the tentacle she was sitting on. The long tip was flattened, deeply embedded in the steel plate, shattered beyond recognition, and a thick, black, asphalt-like liquid gushed out, spreading and flowing across the uneven ground.

Whether from excruciating pain or rage, the monster trembled violently, its tentacles swaying and rising, raging through the air. Then, suddenly, the light dimmed, and the monster, blotting out the sun, pressed down on Alice. The countless tentacles lashed through the air, creating countless small but distinct sonic booms with a whistling sound.

A series of thunderous explosions echoed across the plaza. Each tentacle that struck the ground caused a tremor, leaving deep trenches half a person's width deep in the earth. The billowing dust churned violently in the air, quickly obscuring the entire plaza, leaving only the continuous, rapid thuds.

More than ten minutes later, the explosions subsided, and the dust gradually settled. It was revealed that at least half of the monster's countless tentacles were gone, and the once smooth, hard ground was now crisscrossed with trenches, like a freshly plowed field, littered with broken and scattered debris. Alice remained leisurely reclining on the back of a tentacle, as if the massive commotion had nothing to do with her. Glancing at the pile of debris around her, she said disdainfully, "Such weak power, completely uncontrollable. Your level is really low… but it's strong enough for those idiots. No wonder they keep trying to improve you." Seeing the monster's mixture of fear and anger, Alice's eyes gleamed mischievously. She stood up, gracefully turned, and smiled, saying, "Just bullying you isn't fun… how about we make it a little more exciting?" Alice placed two slender fingers on her forehead, gently chanting a spell. With a blinding white light, a silver sphere the size of a pigeon egg slowly emerged from her forehead. The silver sphere rotated slowly, constantly emitting shimmering, mysterious light that mesmerized anyone who saw it.

"Watch closely, you lowly creatures would never have the chance to see this in your entire lives..." Alice held the small silver ball between her fingertips, placing it in front of the monster with a malicious smile. "Yes, this is my primordial spirit... As you know, the primordial spirit is extremely fragile. With your power, you could easily obliterate me with a single squeeze..." The monster stared blankly at Alice's movements until she gently placed the silver ball on the suction cup at the end of its tentacle. It then snapped out of its daze, its tentacles trembling with excitement. With a roar, it was about to forcefully coil its tentacles when a cold voice interrupted it:

"Are you sure you can outrun me?" Hearing this, the monster abruptly stopped, staring blankly at Alice, clearly recalling her unparalleled speed just moments before. But the tentacle holding the primordial spirit was still trembling violently, clearly unwilling to give up, and seemingly undecided whether to give it a try.

Alice's keen senses easily detected that the muscles at the tip of the tentacle were highly taut, threatening to crush the primordial spirit at any moment. Yet, she ignored it, extending a finger and toying with the small silver ball on the suction cup as if playing with a tiny toy. She nonchalantly remarked, "Your tentacles only need to contract by one centimeter to crush it, but that's enough time... for me to kill you two or three hundred times over..." As she spoke, Alice walked to another thick tentacle, reclining against it, stroking the mucus secreted from its rough surface, licking it with the tip of her tongue, and turning... With a smile, the monster said, "Or you could try doing me. Maybe I won't be able to react when I'm distracted..." Gazing at Alice's alluring beauty, the monster hesitated for a moment before roaring as if making a decision. Ignoring the untamed spirit resting in its "palm," the remaining dozens of tentacles of varying thickness lashed out at Alice, wrapping around her arms and lifting her overhead. Two other tentacles tightly bound her long legs, forcefully spreading them apart, creating a "V" shape in mid-air.

"Hehe..." Alice offered no resistance, letting the monster do as it pleased, even teasingly laughing, "Don't treat me like an ordinary woman, or your skills won't be enough for me." With a swift movement, Alice's already scant clothing shattered into pieces, exposing her beautiful body to the cold air. A tentacle as thick as an adult's calf reached up, gently circling her pink vulva a few times. Alice's lips curled slightly as she quietly watched this scene, enough to terrify any ordinary woman, only occasionally letting out a soft hum when the sharp teeth at the tentacle's tip grazed her tender clitoris.

Seemingly unable to resist this alluring sigh, the tentacle retracted slightly, then sprang forward, piercing in like a giant sword, instantly penetrating to the hilt. The thick tentacle filled Alice's body, pushing her lower abdomen high, forming an irregular, distinct cylinder.

"Ah--" Struck by this sudden, violent blow, Alice couldn't help but tilt her head back, her slender neck curving into a beautiful curve, but her cry revealed no pain. Despite being pierced by this enormous tentacle, her narrow, delicate vulva didn't tear and bleed like a normal person's; instead, it displayed incredible elasticity, tightly constricting into a thin ring.

As if unaccustomed to this situation, the tentacle twisted twice before suddenly retracting and thrusting violently.

"Hmph... um..." Alice, head upside down, let out a soft moan, her beautiful long hair cascading down like a waterfall, swaying with the rhythm of the thrusts. Although her dark, soft vagina quickly became wet, the amount of fluid was utterly useless for lubrication compared to the tentacles' terrifying size. Each forceful pull stretched and turned the pale pink folds inside out, only to forcefully shove them back into place on the rough, uneven surface.

Seeing that Alice showed no discomfort, the tentacle gradually increased the force of its thrusts, each one penetrating the cervix and slamming heavily against the bottom of the uterus with a dull thud—the ferocious sound left no doubt that if the tentacles hadn't firmly bound Alice's limbs, the force would have already sent her flying far away.

Suddenly, a tentacle of the same size reached out, its sharp teeth biting open the tightly closed folds of Alice's anus and forcefully pushing inside, like a powerful drill cleaving a huge corridor in her rectum, winding its way forward.

"Ha--ha!..." The two tentacles moved in and out of her body together, causing Alice's abdomen to bulge exaggeratedly high. With each impact, her fair belly was stretched almost transparent, revealing the bluish-black color of the tentacles' outer skin, which seemed to be tightly wrapped by a thin film, completely outlining the tentacles' terrifying shape. The double dose did indeed have some effect. Alice's lips parted slightly as she breathed heavily, letting out a beautiful moan, "So good!

Harder... ah... more..." Two more tentacles coiled around Alice's body, hovering above her chest. From the suckers at the tentacles' mouths, a long, transparent needle, about the thickness of a little finger, slowly emerged, aiming at her heaving breasts, and suddenly plunged down. The sharp needle tip accurately pierced through her nipples, penetrating more than ten centimeters deep. Then it suddenly swelled, becoming more than twice as thick, forcibly expanding Alice's originally bud-like nipples. A hissing friction sound rang out, and countless tentacles, as thick as matches, slithered down the inner wall of the long needle, like densely packed water snakes, burrowing deep into her nipples.

"Ohhhhhh--**So swollen…my chest…so hot…it’s going to burst…" Alice thrust forward suddenly, her delicate toes pointing straight. "Big guy…be more violent…play with me…" The tentacles burrowed in, intertwining with the internal fibers and tissues, constantly wrapping and rubbing, occasionally revealing worm-like protrusions on her breasts through the delicate skin of her chest, which was slightly reddened with excitement. Alice's breasts quickly swelled, soon doubling in size. Due to the activity of the tentacles, her breasts were stretched to the brim, changing into all sorts of incredible shapes. The originally needle-like nipples had been expanded to the size of cup mouths, constantly flowing out with the bluish-black viscous liquid secreted by the tentacles.

What would be unimaginable torture for ordinary people seemed to be a rare pleasure for Alice. Her skin glowed with an alluring crystalline luster from excitement. Bound in the air by the ferocious tentacles, her body, contorted into an exaggerated curve, appeared so weak and vulnerable, as if every movement of the tentacles could tear her to shreds. Yet, Alice struggled to arch her slender waist, actively responding to the thrusts. With a series of squelching sounds, copious amounts of vaginal fluid were drawn out, flowing like a cascading stream, slicing across her smooth, round skin and spilling onto the ground.

"Ha... ah... ha... big guy, not bad... if you... could be a little stronger... that would be great..." Alice gasped, her face flushed, looking at the enormous, lustful beast below her, which was giving it its all. She twitched one of her index fingers, and the primordial spirit that had been resting on the tip of one of the tentacles on the ground suddenly disappeared, only to reappear in the next instant on Alice's fingertip, radiating mesmerizing starlight. With her small mouth open and a finger gently propelling it, the primordial spirit entered Alice's mouth.

"?!" Although the beast had been relentlessly thrusting into Alice's body, it hadn't relaxed its attention on the primordial spirit for a moment. Seeing Alice's actions, it was filled with surprise and doubt, even slowing its thrusting. Without Alice making any visible movement, one arm broke free from the heavy restraints of several tentacles. She casually grasped one of them, her jade-like fingers resting on the mouthparts at the tip, her fingertips pressing against the fleshy, protruding sucker, gently kneading it.

That sucker was one of the beast's densely packed sensory nerve centers, and also the secretory duct of its venom glands. After Alice's kneading, the originally black, tumor-like sucker loosened, revealing a small, fleshy hole, like a tightly closed human anus. A thin, viscous, transparent liquid slowly flowed from the hole, bringing with it a strong, putrid stench.

Alice lowered her head and leaned closer, opening her mouth and extending her small tongue, gently rotating it against the opening. Each layer was meticulously pried open and sucked, as if cleansing the filth within its flesh. Her nimble tongue would occasionally squeeze into the opening, which was clogged with mucus, playfully burrowing inside.

Stimulated by this intense teasing, the beast trembled slightly, emitting ambiguous moans. Its originally narrow, bean-sized venomous gland ducts became even softer, expanding after several licks and sucks, the opening becoming as thick as a thumb.

"Hehe..." Seeing the beast's expression, Alice smiled, kissing the opening. Her soft lips pressed against the rough folds, and with a gentle push of her tongue, she inserted her essence into the opening.

"!!!" The lewd beast, who was enjoying itself, suddenly froze. It saw Alice extend her finger and flick it lightly at the primordial spirit stuck at the entrance of the hole. The silver ball-shaped primordial spirit immediately disappeared into it. In an instant, it passed through the long tubes of the poison glands in the tentacles and meandered through the body, reaching the brain where the lewd beast's core was located.

The sudden change startled the beast, who, before it could react, saw its primordial spirit, suspended in its mind, unleash a blinding white light. An unparalleled power surged down from the sky like a mighty river, irresistibly rushing into its body. Wherever the energy reached, its skin, muscles, and tissues were torn to shreds, only to reassemble within a fraction of a second. This excruciating pain of being shattered and reborn caused the beast to howl wildly.

"Boom—" A series of deafening thunderous roars echoed through the air. Large amounts of sand and soil rained down, and the towering city walls twisted and deformed under the roar, turning the entire plaza into an uneven, steel wasteland.

In the center of the plaza, the beast's body shimmered with silver light. Its previously severed tentacles and wounds had all healed. Occasionally, an uncontrollable aura would burst forth from its body, shooting out like an invisible sword, carving a deep gash in the ground.

"What are you standing there for? Have you gone mad?" Seeing the lewd beast standing motionless, seemingly in a daze, Alice couldn't help but scold it. This snapped it out of its daze. With a roar, it flashed through the air like lightning, and dozens of tentacles instantly pierced through Alice's body, pinning her in mid-air.

"Hmm--" Dozens of large and small holes suddenly pierced through her torso and limbs, and gushing blood gushed down the raised tentacles. Alice, however, took a deep breath with a look of enjoyment and groaned, "Big guy, now... you can do whatever you want, right?" Faced with this blatant provocation, the lewd beast immediately responded with action. Several tentacles that had pierced through her chest and abdomen turned back and viciously plunged back in, churning violently in her chest and stomach. Like a sharp drill, a tentacle pierced through Alice's neck, tightly constricting her cervical spine. It spiraled downwards, tearing through layers of muscle and tissue, and leaped out through her anus with bits of flesh and blood. Then, with a sudden burst of force, a series of cracking sounds rang out, and Alice's spine twisted into an extremely bizarre shape. Several broken bone fragments pierced her body and were exposed to the air, with streaks of blood still dripping from the sharp, white bone spurs.

"Ha...so exciting! It feels like you've broken my whole spine..." Losing her support, Alice's head drooped limply, but the burning passion in her eyes revealed her excitement. "Keep going...fuck me hard! Use your best methods..." With a whoosh, another tentacle tore open Alice's snow-white belly, pulling out her uterus along with her ovaries, crushed into pieces of flesh, and several pieces of bloody intestines and other damaged organs, hanging in the air, displayed before Alice.

"Hehe...are you going to fertilize me? I'm going to get pregnant with your child..." One end of her uterus was lifted outside her body by a tentacle as thick as a cable, while the other end was still connected to her body by various internal organs. The weight of her entire body gradually shifted, and the overburdened uterus was tightly twisted into a ball, gushing blood bubbles. Alice, however, looked eager and excited, saying with anticipation, "I can't wait... I really want to see what kind of demon will be born..." With a soft "plop," a tentacle pierced through the outer wall of the uterus and inserted itself, then ejaculated semen, causing the previously small uterus to swell instantly. A large amount of semen sprayed out from the wounds on the uterine wall, like a balloon full of pinholes, instantly soaking Alice's entire body.

"Ahhh... so exhilarating!..." Alice's eyes glazed over, her long legs tense, and she could no longer help but shout loudly.

"Bang!" A huge, dark fist slammed onto the wide table, making the items on it bounce.

"Hmph, this woman, she doesn't take us seriously at all!" Inside the monitoring center, a group of demons dressed as researchers stared furiously at the screen. One of them slammed his fist on the table, saying hatefully, "That guy, did he lose his brain after merging with the God of Lust? A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... Is he blinded by lust? At a time like this, all he knows is to go all out!" "The fool is you, Rick!" Auster stood in the center with his hands behind his back, glancing disdainfully at the man who was panting heavily and looking at him with a puzzled expression. He snorted disdainfully, then turned back to the screen, his face ashen as he stared at Alice, who was moaning ecstatically. His deep-set eyes shone with a terrifying light. "Hmph! The strength of a Holy Demon Hunter... Just wait... Once she falls into my hands, I won't let her die immediately. I'll make her regret ever being born!" [The End]

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