Purity Lost

The voices seem to be as confused about what to do as Yulia is, she can feel a slight sense of bitterness at that, the voices are supposed to be guiding her, but if they're just as lost as she is, what help are they? she quickly pushes away these thoughts, it's not their fault, this floor is confusing, the god's desire is unclear and another bitter thought enters her head, "isn't that always the way with gods..." this thought makes her pause, did... Is she thinking about Erimalia? That's impossible, Erimalia is a kind, loving goddess and her desire is simple and clear, she just wants people to be happy and healthy. "what about the plague?" her thoughts suggest, but she quickly ignores it, that's not Erimalia's fault.

Cherchiel places a hand on Yulia's shoulder, "are you alright?" she asks and Yulia is brought back to reality from her blasphemous thoughts.

"Ah... yes... I'm alright," she answers and looks to the altar in front of her, "I think it's decided. You should wait outside," Yulia says nervously and Cherchiel hesitates before giving Yulia a tight hug and exiting the room. Yulia sighs fearfully and moves to kneel in front of the altar, "I... I call upon the One True God and offer up my... purity so that I may pass to the next floor?" she prays, unsure of exactly how to word this prayer. Regardless it seems to work as the swirling vortex pulses and then thick, mottled green tentacles begin to emerge and slide along the ground towards her.

She watches them approach fearfully and quickly stutters out, "would you be okay with taking my purity by proxy, through one of your angels?" she asks quickly, but there is no answer and one of the tentacles suddenly lashes out and grabs hold of one of her arms, yanking her forward, violently forcing her face down on the altar, the action knocking the statue and a number of other things off of the altar. The statue shatters as it hits the ground, but either it never would have had an effect, or it is simply to late to have an effect, since nothing happens.

More tentacles emerge from the vortex as a large dark silhouette appears in the center of the vortex. These new tentacles move around the altar and coil around Yulia's legs, forcing them apart before slowly coiling up her legs and under her scapular. She lets out a surprised grunt as she feels the tip of one of the tentacles reach her entrance and begin to press against it, seemingly uncaring of the panties in the way, "wait... wait just a second ple-" she pleads, trying to move one of her bound arms to no avail, her pleading is cut off as the tentacle pushes inside of her, tearing through the panties in it's way and turning her pleading into a cry of pain and horror.

The tentacle is mercifully smooth, but quite thick and it still stretches her virgin hole uncomfortably wide. Deep staggered breaths begin to emerge from Yulia as she tries her best to stay calm as she's violated. The tentacle pushing further into her slowly, her breath hitches as it reaches her hymen and with as much fanfare as there had been when it tore through her panties it pushes through and continues forward, the pain of losing her hymen is in this case more emotional than physical and she seems to stop breathing, her entire body tensed as she is trying desperately to keep from crying.

The silhouette begins to take form, becoming a humanoid face, it's imperfect and resembles more a poorly made mask of a human face than an actual human face, simple blank eyes stare at her and a lopsided grinning mouth mocks her, the mouth opens and another tentacle emerges this one is red and dripping some sort of clear mucus.

Yulia is too focused on trying to hold onto her will to notice the new threat, but she is immediately made aware of a different threat as the second tentacle under her scapular makes it's presence known. It's tip pressing against her virgin anus, she screams in surprise and terror at the sensation and begins to plead again, her words practically gibberish as it comes out in such a frantic rush, whatever her pleading words, it is once again to no avail as the tentacle forces it's way into her ass and she falls silent. She lays on the altar, silent and unresponsive as both tentacles push ever deeper into her tight, until now, virgin holes.

The red tentacle reaches her and she reacts with a start as it wraps around the beak of her mask before tearing it off and tossing it onto the ground, revealing her face. Her eyes are wide with fear, tears dripping down her cheeks and her bottom lip is held firmly between her teeth as she was struggling not to openly sob. The red tentacle tries to press against her lips, coating them with the mucus to her obvious disgust, but she keeps her mouth firmly closed.

The tentacles ravishing her seem to stop having reached far enough inside of her, the one in her cunt having stopped just before her cervix and both start to slip back out before suddenly slamming back in, which has the unfortunate effect for Yulia, of making her cry out in surprise. The red tentacle forces itself into her mouth as it pops open and despite her desperately trying to push it back out with her tongue, it's a losing battle. The tentacle pushes further in until a good part of it is inside of her mouth.

The tentacles in her ass and cunt are now moving in a quick, rhythmic pace, pulling out and then slamming back in, making her entire body jump with each thrust, but something strange seems to be happening. Her cheeks are becoming flush and her eyes are rolling back, the fear and pain seem to be vanishing, replaced with pleasure. She seems to be intentionally sucking on the tentacle in her mouth as well, the mucus coating seemingly the cause of this change.

In this new state of mind, she begins to slowly push back slightly against the tentacles each time they thrust into her and it's not much longer before, with a muffled cry she seems to climax, cumming hard around the tentacles and not long after that they reciprocate, visible bulges moving through both the tentacles before they release a torrent of hot, sticky cum into her ass and cunt, the sensation triggering a second powerful climax for her. The tentacles start to retreat, their job done and as they release Yulia she slips off the altar, falling onto the ground, shivering as cum leaks from her used holes.

She's been thoroughly defiled and deflowered and yet she looks to be in absolute bliss. As she lays there the god disappears, the vortex once again becoming inert and on the altar an object appears. It is a gold crest depicting what appears to be a tentacle pushing it's way into a stylized cunt. A few minutes pass before Yulia comes to her senses and mercifully she does seem to still have her senses. She stands up carefully, her hands grasping her stomach and she looks at the crest. She grabs it and then immediately seems to panic before spotting her mask and putting it on in a hurry. She doesn't speak and just leaves the room, as soon as she's outside Cherchiel runs up and hugs her and Yulia quickly returns the hug,

As the two hug, quiet noises start to come from Yulia that soon turn to full on sobs as she clings tightly to Cherchiel who pats her back comfortingly, "you did well... I know it must have been awful, but you did it, we can move on now," Cherchiel states and Yulia nods weakly. They remain like that for a bit longer before Yulia pulls away slowly,

"Let's... Let's go..." Yulia says shakily and Cherchiel nods.

The two start to head towards the exit, Lucius appears to have vanished. The two stop at the rest area. After Yulia's ordeal, Cherchiel decides they should rest before moving on to unknown dangers. Yulia agrees and sends Dreg away before the two of them take a long rest, cuddled together. Afterwards, feeling better Yulia and Cherchiel arrive at the gate to the next floor. Upon presenting the crest the gate opens and with a shiver Yulia begins to ascend to the next floor with Cherchiel following her.

(Health: 200%

Mana: 100% (Dropped to 10% after Yulia was ****, but recovered by rest)

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Torn Standard Panties, 3 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 1 syringe of poison, 1 syringe of adrenaline, 1 syringe of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, 9 days worth of rations, 1 two liter water jug, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, 2 vials of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier, 4 arrows, Quiver, God's Favour (Halo).

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Great Cure (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 15%)

Energize (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%)

Unlock (Lvl 1, Unmastered, Cost: 15%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors).

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1, Masochism Rank: 1,

Status Effect: Permanent increase to physical attribute. Combat level raised to medium

Trauma Rank 2: Mana healing halved until next floor. (Caused by first anal and vaginal **** experience)

Psychosexual Break: In order to deal with her trauma, Yulia has begun to subconsciously fetishize her experiences.

Deflowered: Virginity Lost, sexual experience changed to: Inexperienced, non-virgin.

Companion: Cherchiel

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