Chapter 68: Losses Compounded
Just as a surge of elation began to fill Lexi at the sight of a revived Samantha, it was dashed to pieces as a tentacle snaked around her waist. By the time the futanari paladin noticed what was happening, it was too late to wriggle out of the goblin monstrosity’s clutches. The thick ropy appendage squeezed so tightly around her midsection, that Lexi’s breath was quite literally forced out of her lungs by the sheer pressure being applied. Seconds later, she felt the unmistakable sensation of several ribs snapping in quick succession, sending arcs of white hot pain surging through her body.
You’ve Been Hit!
-6 HP (36/45)
“Aghhh!” Lexi tried to shout, although what exited her lips was more of a hoarse whispered gasp, as she had virtually no air in her lungs with which to scream.
Her strength quickly sapped from the combination of the oxygen deprivation alongside the crushing force of the tentacle’s constriction, Lexi made feeble attempts to beat at and pry the thick appendage from around her waist. But it was all for naught, because the tentacle encircling her midsection was the least of Lexi’s problems. Unseen by the paladin, a second tentacle came in low, its thick rubbery foreskin peeling back to reveal a thick cock-like protrusion, the throbbing organ already glistening with the toxic aphrodisiac that leaked from the tip like precum.
“Nooo!” the paladin gasped, as the tentacle plunged into her cunt.
Lexi could feel her pussy stretching further than she had every dared take it before, contorting in ways she did not even think were possible to accommodate this enormous invading tentacle. Every millimeter of movement felt at once like she was being ripped apart, but at the same time drove her to new heights of pleasure. Her delicate pink pussy lips were stretched to the absolute limit, internal organs pushed aside, as inch after inch of the wrist-thick tentacle snaked inside of her. To her astonishment, Lexi realized that she was rock hard, her cock practically vibrating with excitement from the tentacle’s first thrust.
Reaching the limit of her insides after ramming eight or nine inches into the futanari, the bulbous tip of its tentacular cock punched hard into Lexi’s prostate. Whatever pleasure she had felt before that instant was overshadowed by the tidal wave of ecstasy that washed over her as soon as this final gate was breached. No cock, toy, or combination of fingers had ever filled her so completely, and nothing in this world had knocked so forcefully at this secret interior door hidden within her pleasure palace. Lexi was almost brought to tears when the tentacle pulled back, only to find herself gushing with ecstatic joy when it slammed back inside of her.
You can’t cum from this! a nagging voice in the back of her head shouted. Don’t give in! FIGHT it!
But, Lexi could no more fight the storm of pleasure which raged around her any more than she could have drained the ocean. The forces with which she wrestled were simply too great for her to resist — much less vanquish — alone. As if to emphasize this helplessness, the third thrust from the goblin monstrosity’s tentacle tipped her over the edge. Lexi fell into the chasm of lust, wholly and completely. Her pussy spasmed wildly around the thick organ, while her own cock shot rope after rope of thick cum straight up in the air, dousing Lexi and the tentacle which still gripped her about the waist.
You’ve Been Hit!
-10 MP (1/11)
The system alert message blazed in Lexi’s peripheral vision, pulling her back from the brink at least momentarily to focus her mind. She was almost broken, but not quite. However, if she gave in even a fraction of an inch and let herself be swept up by that delicious cock-like tentacle that was still inside her, she knew that she would likely be lost forever — a mind-broken slave to the goblins at best. It was only then that Lexi realized that, despite the crushing constriction about her waist and the hammering penetration of her pussy, she had somehow managed to maintain a grip on the hilt of her sword!
This one’s for all the marbles…
As the tentacle inside her cunt pulled back, rearing for another punishing thrust, Lexi summoned every ounce of strength, channeling it into her sword arm. Her body and mind were both fading fast, so this had to work. With a Herculean effort, she swung the broadsword’s huge blade in a downward arc, connecting with the lower tentacle, the edge biting deeply into the thick rubbery flesh and severing the organ cleanly.
Your Attack Hit!
-3 HP (50/115)
The chunk of severed tentacle with the cock tip plopped out of her pussy, which gaped wide as the fist-sized organ was so suddenly removed. Her spirit roused by this small victory, the weakened but now re-enthused paladin raised her sword arm again, taking aim at the tentacle which still held her aloft by the midsection. However, just as Lexi began to bring the sword down, she felt the thick rubbery skin of yet another of the deformed goblin’s tentacles wrap itself tightly around her wrist. The tension of this new appendage was so tight that Lexi could feel the bones of her wrist splinter and crack under its immense pressure. She would have screamed, but every last trace of breath had been expelled from her lungs. All she could do was stare in horror as her sword fell from her grip, her ruined wrist no longer capable of holding anything.
No, no, no, no…this can’t be happening! her mind screamed.
Lexi’s eyes bulged, her mouth gaping in a silent cry as the tentacle pulled at her arm, stretching it far past the point of full extension. A wave of nausea engulfed the paladin as she felt tendons pop and muscles tear. Before her mind had a chance to revolt against the insanity of what was happening to her, there was a sickening sound of meat being ripped apart, and Lexi’s arm was torn free from her shoulder.
You’ve Been Hit!
-16 HP (20/45)
The pain that she expected did not come at once, but rather a distinct state of disassociation, almost like she was watching this happen to some other futanari paladin. Blood gushed from her gaping wound in torrents, soaking the tentacle that still gripped her waist, and raining down to pool on the wood floor beneath her. The next thing Lexi knew, she was flying through the air, hurled by the same tentacle which had up till now held her body so tightly. She struck the stone wall at the edge of the room hard, crumpling into a bloody heap.
You’ve Been Hit!
-5 HP (15/45)
Like the delayed effect of a sonic boom, pain entered back into Lexi’s consciousness — not a trickle, but a tidal wave. Finally able to breathe again, she hyperventilated, gulping in air as her eyes bulged out, staring in shocked disbelief at the bloody stump of mangled flesh that used to be her right arm. And the pain, such pain! Never had she known anything so completely overpowering and all-consuming. It was as if every nerve in her body had been set alight, burning with fiery intensity as her body screamed out at the violence which had been done to it. But no scream left Lexi’s lips. Such actions were still beyond her. All she could do was lay there, gasping for breath, writhing in pain as she watched her life pour out of the ragged mess hanging from her shoulder.
You’ve Lost Blood!
-1 HP (14/45)
All of a sudden, from the corner of her eye the paladin spied a flash of rapid movement. Forcing herself to focus, she cleared her blurry vision enough to see that it was Samantha, apparently recovered from her mind-break at the tentacle monster’s hands thanks to Danica’s intercession. Nimble as a cat, the monk ran up the length of one of the tentacles, her agile feet molding to its curving shaft like they might a small log. The action took the creature completely by surprise, and by the time it turned its enormous head to see who or what had dared to step on its tendril, Samantha had leaped high into the air, her powerful legs propelling her several feet above the engorged goblin’s head.
“Axe of Heaven!”
With a blinding flash of blue and white flame, Samantha did a complete split in the air, bringing her foot high over her own head, only to launch it in a powerful downward arc to come crashing down right into the crook of the goblin monstrosity’s neck and shoulder. Bone crunched loudly, as the monk’s heel slammed into it with all the force of a wrecking ball. The creature bellowed in pain, the one leg that was still standing dropping to its knee as well, hobbling the beast.
Just as Samantha leaped back from the monstrously transformed goblin, landing nimbly in a fighting stance, the feathered shaft of an arrow thudded deep into the creature’s gut. “Gruahhh!” the monster bellowed in a mingled cry of bestial rage and pain. Though driven to its knees with two tentacles severed and peppered with arrows, the will to kill and destroy still festered strongly within the beast’s black heart. With two of its remaining four tentacles still held fast by Gretel’s etheric fists, locked as they were into a contest pitting the monster’s brute strength against the mage’s force of will, it was left with only two serpentine appendages.
Simultaneously, it brought both of the thick tentacles up high and slammed them down with all the strength the beast could muster, bringing the pair down hard atop Gretel’s etheric shield. It was more than the mage could handle. The magical barrier flexed dangerously for a moment, bowing inward, looked for a brief second as if it would rebound and repel the attack, but then shattered in a brilliant cascade of fragmenting shards of light.
“Run!” Gretel cried, her piteous eyes imploring Lexi to heed her demand. “Save yourselves while there’s still time! I can’t—”
Gretel’s words were cut short when the same pair of tentacles whipped up and down again. Only this time, there was no shield to defend the mage, and the full force of the horribly engorged goblin’s power rained down upon her. In the wake of so mighty a blow, and with no defense to protect her, Gretel’s body simply broke. Ribs shattered all along her left side as one tentacle smacked into her chest, the jagged bones puncturing and shredding internal organs as her body was bent double by the assault. The other landed its blow on her upraised arm, snapping the mage’s humerus with a sickeningly deep cracking sound, leaving her arm hanging uselessly with the jagged edges of bone protruding painfully through her ripped and torn flesh.
“Haaa!” the mage cried, through a red mist.
Bubbles of bright red blood formed on her lips as she exhaled, her lungs quickly filling up from the internal damage dealt by her myriad of broken ribs. The etheric hands gripping the creature’s other two tentacles faded into nothingness as Gretel’s consciousness flickered. One of these quickly dove in, snaking its way around the mage’s neck and lifting her high up into the air above the creature’s head. In that instant, Lexi’s eyes met Gretel’s. There was no resentment in that look, no regret — only love. It was a look that pleaded with the paladin to get herself and the others to safety while they still could. Lexi almost gave in. But then her gaze dropped to the vicious monster, and in that fleeting glance she saw the depthless malice of its soul and knew that there was no way she could leave her friend and lover behind to face whatever cruel torments this beast would doubtless enact up on her.
“Fuck you!” Lexi cried.
You’ve Lost Blood!
-1 HP (13/45)
Though weakened from her own devastating injury and the continuing debilitating loss of blood leeching away her vitality, Lexi somehow summoned enough fortitude to lift her massive broadsword one final time and send it hurtling, end over end, straight into the creature’s gut. The blade sank deep into the beast’s corpulent green flesh, sinking halfway down to the hilt, eliciting another bellowing roar of agony and violent anger.
Your Attack Hit!
-10 HP (24/115)
But it was not enough.
With its eyes glinting in what could only be a lewdly vicious grin, the engorged goblin opened its gaping maw and lowered the mage feet first between the parted rows of foot long teeth, its long prehensile tongue snaking up around Gretel’s plump white thigh to bury itself between her legs.
“Nooo!” shouted Lexi, her voice swollen with the purest despair.
Unarmed and near death herself, there was nothing that the paladin could do except to watch as her dearest friend and first true lover was bitten in half by the loathsome horror. With a terrible rending sound, the creature clamped its razor sharp teeth, each one long as a short sword, down deep into Gretel’s waist, and pulled mightily on her upper body. With a single jerking motion, it tore the mage’s body in two — showering its bloated green flesh in a rain of blood and viscera, and leaving Gretel’s face locked in an eternal mask of pain and terror.