Use the Holy Symbol of Veleda

You reach into your tunic and take hold of the golden serpent symbol of Veleda. The necklace has been blessed by the high priest of Veleda in St. Ingbert and infused with the power of the goddess. Surely this holy symbol can repel an unholy creature such as the roper girl. You are comforted by the warmth of the gold in your fingers and you lift the necklace and hold the amulet towards the roper girl.

“What are you doing?” The roper girl asks with curiosity. “Is that a gift?”

“Far from it, fiend!” You shout and hope that you sound resolute in your faith. “In the name of Veleda, the goddess of just war and of merciful healing, I rebuke you!”

“What?!”

The necklace flares and begins to glow steadily in your grasp. You take a step towards the roper. She squints at the light and lets out a hiss of displeasure.

“Stay back,” she warns, her tentacles curling as if in fear of the necklace’s glow. You are emboldened by the roper girl’s cringing and you begin to stride towards her.

“I rebuke you for your evil, for your hatred, and for your perversion!” You shout, striding closer to her. The light of the necklace casts the roper girl’s beauty in sharp relief, deepening the shadows on her face and exaggerating her expression of pain.

“Do not come closer!” She shouts. “Please! It burrrrrns!”

She covers her face and her plump breasts with her tentacles, the glistening appendages trembling as if in agony from the glow of your necklace. You hold the necklace forth, stepping towards the roper girl faster with the cleaver raised in your other hand. The roper girl cowers behind her tentacles as much as her anatomy will allow.

“AAaahhhhhhhh!” Wails the roper girl as you stride into striking range. “Ahhhhhh… haaa ha ha ha haaa!”

The tentacles peel away from her face. She smirks at you, rising above you, unharmed by the necklace’s radiance.

“You… you will face the judgment of the goddess!” You cry, your voice hoarse and your hand holding the necklace beginning to tremble.

“A funny thought, little boy,” laughs the roper. “But your gods are meaningless to me. Unless this Veleda can appear before me right now… no? Not going to show up? Well… I guess you won’t need this!”

One of the roper’s tentacles lashes out and snatches the glowing amulet from your hand. Your hand is left stinging and slime-coated and the glow of the amulet dies as the roper girl tosses the gold into her gaping lower mouth. The hideous lipless maw snaps open and closed with a wet smack and seems to gulp the amulet down.

“Not very tasty,” laughs the roper.

“Lucas, look out!” Hina cries out, but it is too late.

The roper’s tentacles take hold of your arms, legs, wrap around your body, and circle your neck. Her purple appendages lift you into the air and wherever her slimy flesh touches your bare skin, you feel a strange warmth that beckons for you to stop fighting. Calming waves ripple through you even as the roper smashes Hina aside and sends her crashing through a nearby grate. You hear the golem girl scream as she plunges down a tunnel.

“You’re a tastier catch,” says the roper girl, drawing you closer, holding your face even with hers. “Mmmmmm, I think I’ll have a taste of this first.”

A tentacle wraps around your manhood through your trousers, squeezing tightly around your cock and causing her slime to completely saturate the front of your pants. Warmth soaks into your flesh and you moan as your manhood stiffens beneath her tightening tentacle.

“Yes, you want it,” she laughs. “It’s alright, little human. Every man wants pleasure. Let me give it to you…”

Her tentacles tear open your trousers and peel them from your slime-damp legs. Your cock springs free of your torn under shorts and the roper moans with delight. Her tentacle lift your higher and she hangs you so your cock is twitching only hand’s breadth from her smiling mouth.

“Yes, a taste,” she says and gives your cock a lick with a long and dexterous tongue. She wraps her tongue like a tentacle around your shaft and pulls your manhood closer. Her hot breath caresses your cock. You look down at her beautiful and yet terrible face, her purple tongue stretching out to draw your cock to her mouth, and her huge breasts jiggling against your knees. She pulls your sensitive, slime-slicked manhood into her hot, wet mouth and you groan in abject surrender.

“Ohhhhh, gods,” you cry as she begins to suck gently, waves of warm saliva washing over your cock and her tongue teasing around it.

“Mmmmmmm,” answers the roper, slurping on your cock and drawing you deeper into her mouth. She slurps down your shaft until your entire manhood is buried between her lips, with several inches prodding the velvet of her throat. One of her tentacles wraps around your balls, gently caressing and squeezing them.

Your soft moans and heavy breathing are accompanied by the lewd slurp of the roper’s mouth as she sucks at your cock and the slimy slithering of her tentacles. The more she strokes you with her inhuman tendrils, the more your fear gives way to your animal pleasure. Before you realize what is happening, you feel your balls tightening and your cock swelling in her sucking mouth.

“Ahhhhhh!” You cry, thrusting against her, burying your cock in her mouth and spurting your hot cum down her throat. She seems to laugh around you, looking up at you as she sucks down your spurts of cum. Only after you have spent every drop and begun to soften does she takes you out from her hungry mouth.

“Yesss,” she hisses, giving your flaccid tip a last lick. “How does it feel to spill your seed uselessly into my belly? I made a snack of it, now I will make a meal of you!”

“Wait, I don’t—AHHHHH!” You only have a moment to be afraid before her lower mouth opens wide and her tentacles **** you headfirst into her hot, squeezing gullet. Her walls contract and you are pulled deeper, into a steamy chamber sloshing with liquid. You feel your clothing begin to dissolve and your skin begins to tingle. You are being digested!

Despite your impending doom, your cock begins to stiffen as waves of pleasure wash over you.

“That’s right, little human,” laughs the roper, her voice muffled by her body. “Nothing left for you to do but melt in my stomach! You’re just another meal for me!”

“Ohhhhhh!” You writhe, melting inside her amid waves of pleasure.

Digested by the roper girl, your adventure is at an end.