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Chapter 11 by pablocho pablocho

Will you keep fighting?

You give in [Bad Ending]

As you were held on the wall you tried to keep your fighting spirit going. Through sheer determination you gritted your teeth and tried to keep your hopes up, but it didn’t take long for that fight to start to fade.

The fleshy wall wrapped around your extremities and held you in place tightly. The sensation around your form was strange and you were afraid to admit that it eventually became quite endearing, like a warm embrace you couldn’t get away from.

The monstrous squid creature walked around the cave speaking on that unnatural language with the wall, but mostly with itself. Every so often it would approach one of the captives and wrap its tentacles around their head. You saw the creature devour the mind of your companions and while you could hear Fern moaning and seeming to moan and almost lose himself every single time it was also clear that Targon was far too gone to be able to respond even with a whimper.

However, the most terrifying thing about the monster feeding was that every time it fed upon your mind you could feel your body reacting to it. As its slimy tentacles wrapped around your head your pussy began to get soaked with the expectation of what was to come. Every single time it began feeding on your mind, despite your best efforts, you experienced extasy like never before. Pleasure surged through your body as you lost a bit more of yourself through the procedure.

It didn’t take long before your sense of time completely dissipated. Had you been trapped hours? Days? Weeks? You had no idea, the only constant was the eventual feeding of the creature. And the one thing that changed was how eager you expected that feeding time to come.

Soon enough you looked around and noticed the weapons on the floor. It was strange to see those things? Whose were they? Maybe the guy with the black armour? He looked like a knight. But it would be silly to come here armed, this was much too delectable to oppose a danger to anyone. Wasn’t it? It didn’t matter, feeding time was upon you after all.

You felt something heavy on your chest and looking down you found something made out of metal covering your torso. You moved around and whimpered. You didn’t know how to communicate but struggled lightly against it. Luckily the squid creature was smart and took that blasted metal off of your body. Now you could feel the light breeze on your body, much more comfortable. You were so grateful you lent all the thoughts the creature would want willingly.

There was an elf next to you who seemed to still be struggling every so often against the wall. That was strange. Why would anyone want to leave this place? He seemed to enjoy the feeding time too. Why would he want that to stop? He was weird. Sometimes the monster skipped him when feeding, so at least his attitude made it so you would enjoy the feeding more often.

Your mind became a complete haze. The monotony of the routine being broken only for your mind to be broken even more. You moaned and screamed in complete pleasure whenever your thoughts were devoured, loving every second of your capture. Sadly it wouldn’t last.

When the guards came down to the cavern they were accompanied by mages and other scholars. The sheer **** of numbers and knowledge was enough to eradicated your beloved squid master. They slashed, smashed and burnt it down to bits. You whimpered and struggled trying to say something, but you could only let out incoherent moans and mumbles.

You noticed the wall being destroyed as well. The mages used powerful magic to eradicate it while leaving you unharmed. You couldn’t believe it and tried to claw the stone of the cavern, **** to feel its warm embrace once more. Eventually one of the guards approached you, a humanoid man you thought, who wrapped and arm around you. You pushed him aside and continued trying to dig through the stone wall.

The next few days passed hazily. You were taken to a large room filled with beds, but you couldn’t really understand anything. Your companions were there, the young elf and the armored guy. People with weird metal symbols hanging from chains on their necks spoke to you, but their words were truly lost to you. You really couldn’t understand a thing.

Eventually your companions left, they had been examined and through gruelling work had managed to make some recovery. Lord Targon would never be the same knight he was before, but he was clear of mind enough to keep up a normal life. Fern had never given up hope, it seems that having seen you find them gave him the will to keep on fighting. Having you finding the hidden cavern meant that other people would too and that was enough for him.

Many doctors and magicians tried to help you, but it was deemed that your mind was much too fragmented to do anything. People did their best to recover who you were until it was clear that the noble and valiant knight they knew was dead. After that a simple reeducation was planned, and although it seemed to be a possibility the process was quite slow.

As time passed you eventually found a way to feel yourself come close to the feeling of being fed upon. You spent days on end rubbing your pussy reaching climax after climax until exhaustion took you trying to replicate the same pleasure you felt on the cave. The people on the healing ward then realized that you were too gone to ever go back to common life. However there was still some use to you.

Soon enough a sketchy individual came and picked you up. He seemed to be a dwarven man, you were pretty sure that was how dwarves looked, and wore very fancy clothes. He walked you over to a very sketchy part of town and lead you to a worn down building. Inside you were given a taste for sex and you couldn’t think of anything else ever since.

The valiant guardian of the kingdom had died when she entered the layer of eldritch creatures. But soon enough the newest most insatiable slut had appeared on the slumps of the capital city. Many say her golden hair and delightful body seems familiar. However no one truly believes that this broken down slut who couldn’t think of anything other than having her holes filled was the same pillar of the city they had lost all those days ago.


That was a fun experiment to try out.

Thanks everyone for voting and helping the story develop along.

I apologize for having missed a post day, but life happens.

I liked how this story worked and would love to try it again soon. I plan on creating another story which will only be using this system to progress. Because this is a community work I will obviously let it be public, but I will only write on the community voting section.

Perhaps I will also make it so the first week is a character creation thing, having votes tallied for only 24 hours as we write down who the adventure will follow .

Anywho, I will keep y'all posted and thanks again for participating in this experiment.

Love you.

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