Chapter 48

“GHEKH—” Beatrice gagged as blood spewed out of her mouth.

The sudden overwhelming pain was indescribable. The first numbing blast across her body from forced, violent acquaintance with the ground did not even compare to what felt like her inner organs getting squashed like tomatoes. Beatrice remembered the monster’s war hammer and felt its flat head continue to press hard against her delicate back after a crushing blow.

Beatrice did not know what getting run over by a truck would feel like, but she could now imagine vividly how it could feel like. She could not think straight and felt as slow as a toddler, mentally and physically. To say that every inch of her body hurt as if she was used as a cheap punching back for a week straight would be an understatement.

Beatrice recalled system notifications flashing through her mind as she took major damage. And the second she thought of that, her system information brought up a small tab to confirm the current condition of her Health Points.

Health Points155/500 (+0.88/sec)

And as Beatrice reeled from the aftershock, there was no doubt in her mind: had it not been for her strange system and the enhanced stats and powers that she got in this world, such a blow would have turned all her organs into much and killed her outright.

Meanwhile, the creature grabbed Beatrice by the leg and lifted her up for the second time, out of the small crater that was formed by the succubus’s body.

“Good job Peter! That’s the man I married!” the anglerfish-like Wendy-head cheered on the square-jawed, orcish Peter-head. “Now rip her puny little arms and legs out of her body, one by one!”

“Not just yet,” a sinister grin formed on Peter’s monstrous face, showing off even more of his long sharp teeth.

“Is it just me, or are you both getting uglier by the second?” Beatrice just said the first thing that came to her battered mind, stalling for time.

Whop!

“Ghah!” more blood and spit escaped Beatrice’s mouth after taking an unpleasant hit from the monster’s elbow against her bruised, unprotected belly.

-30 HP

“Careful, Wendy! We don’t want to kill just her yet!” Peter’s head warned his wife, confirming that it was Wendy that was behind this small outburst.

“I know, babe! Not until she’s suffered! But I just couldn’t listen to her insult you!” Wendy explained. “Besides, I did not put even a tenth of my strength into it! Now, back to the limb ripping!”

“Wait! I resolved to rid the world of this evil abomination, and I intend to keep it,” Peter said. “But first, this monstrous, panty-flashing bimbo must pay for all she has done!”

“I’m the monster?” Beatrice asked and lifted up her skirt to cover up her exposed panties before the crowds could take a closer look at her “goods” on the big screen up above, which currently was filled with the two-headed behemoth’s giant body.

“You think I could forget your insults!? Your confessions!?” Peter ground his teeth. “Mutilating women by transforming their natural organs into mutated phallic objects!”

“What do you have against phallic objects?” Beatrice asked. Every second counted as her regeneration ticked her Health Points up.

“Oh! Nothing!” Peter said with a calmer voice, but far more menacingly, as his predatory grin returned. “In fact, how about I introduce you to one?”

The only piece of clothing the creature had was a torn fur coat, tied around its nether regions. Holding Beatrice with one hand, regenerating the tentacles in another, the creature moved its third hand to undo its clothing and reveal to the world what it had between its legs: a giant, thick, twenty-inch-long purple cock.

“Oh my, now that is a fine specimen!” Thelicia chuckled as the giant sphere zoomed in on the creature’s meat and enhanced the image. “But let’s not dwell on the image for too long, less we make our average male audience member too self-conscious!”

“Are these the types of cocks you gift to other women?” Peter asked. “Or is it still too small for a pervert like you? Do not worry! It’s still flaccid from looking at your ugly face for so long. But don’t you worry, it will regain proper form soon enough! My wife always makes me hard!”

“Aw, you always know what to say!” the anglerfish-like Wendy-head giggled, and the creature began to stroke its soft meat.

To Beatrice’s horror, the creature’s thing quickly grew in the hands of a loving wife, growing harder and girthier right in front of Beatrice’s face.

You’ve got to be kidding me! Beatrice quickly came to her senses as her mind’s fight or flight response activated from getting a monster’s throbbing thirty-plus inch purple cock shoved in her face. And the cock continued to grow! The head of it swelled past the point of what any human could even attempt to let inside their body. It also developed black miniature spikes along the edge of the glans that were curved like hooks.

Now that the gargantuan cock no longer hung freely, Beatrice’s eyes unwittingly ended up burning another unpleasant image into their retinas and memory. The swollen labia in deathly green colors, covered with lizard-like glistening green scales. A thread of glistening pus-colored liquid that hung from the monster’s pussy confirmed that either the creature was getting aroused or that it was suffering from nasty diseases. Or both.

“Aahhhhhn~” Peter’s head let out a deep, pleased moan from the wonderful stroking job that apparently Wendy performed by controlling one of the monster’s hands.

Meanwhile the monster’s cock grew past thirty-five inches in length. The darker than black hole of its urethra stared right into Beatrice’s face, threatening the succubus with the different contents that it could unleash. To her horror, Beatrice saw the first drops of precum already forming and leaking out of that hole, but thankfully, they fell a good distance from her face and on the ground.

“Oh, baby! You’re enjoying this that much?” Wendy asked with a smile when she saw the drops of precum and continued the loving caress. “But we’re barely even warming up!”

“Oh, don’t you worry—there’s more where that came from!” Peter reassured his wife. “In this form, I can last for hours! Remember the bakery basement?”

“Do I?” Wendy replied with a lewd smile, indicating that she fondly remembered whatever happened in that basement.

“Well, well, well! It looks like Number Sixty-nine is about to get more than what she bargained for!” Thelicia commented on the transpiring event as soon as the screen of the giant sphere returned to Beatrice’s fight, after briefly cycling through other fights in the arena.

The crowds once again broke into heartless laughter, despite the horrific danger that Beatrice was in.

“Now, which of this bimbo’s holes shall we explore first?” Peter asked as she lifted Beatrice a little higher. “Wouldn’t want to waste the first load!”

“You always start with a lady’s mouth!” Wendy’s head stated.

“You’re calling this monstrous bimbo a ‘lady’?” Peter’s head turned to his wife’s head.

“No, but that’s not the point!” Wendy argued and looked back at Peter.

Coming to her senses after the brutal pounding, Beatrice did not waste the opportunity when her tormentors were momentarily distracted. The moment both heads looked away from her, Beatrice lifted her arm and pointed her index finger right at the throbbing, forty-inch cock, aiming her sharp claw for an unusual bullseye.

“Fuck off!” Beatrice shouted used her [Extend Claws] Skill to rapidly extend her claw and launch it straight inside the monster’s urethra.

“UUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!” both heads of the monster unleashed a deafening howl of agony that reverberated through the mines, for a moment halting all fighting in the arena.

Unfortunately, the F Rank of Beatrice’s [Extend Claws] only extended her claw up to two feet, which was not nearly enough to penetrate deep enough through the monster’s forty-inch cock to cause severe enough damage to neutralize it completely. Beatrice compensated this by turning sharply turning her finger, twisting her claw inside the monster’s cock, inflicting more damage and hellish pain to the monster, which Beatrice was more than keen to do to return the favor for what the monster had not only done to her before but also planned to do in the imminent future.

The second dose of inhuman agony was enough to force the monster to lose its grip on Beatrice’s leg and let the succubus go. Not a moment too soon as before the succubus even touched the ground, she saw a cloud of dark fumes rapidly envelop the monster. Beatrice was savvy enough to instantly close her mouth and eyes and stop breathing.

Keeping as low to the ground as possible, Beatrice rolled away from the monster as well as the smoke that now surrounded it. Only after Beatrice was well over a dozen yards away from the monster in some random direction, did the succubus open her eyes to confirm how far the smoke extended, as well as to not get herself killed in some other way by accident.

Seeing the cloud of smoke concentrated around the monster, and satisfied that she was well away from it to not inhale or ingest the unknown particles by accident, Beatrice allowed herself to breathe. She gasped for air from the sudden, self-inflicted forced oxygen deprivation that was followed by desperate flight.

The next thing that Beatrice scanned the surrounding area for was the other participant of her unorthodox fight, the one that Beatrice suspected was behind the sudden suspicious fumes, Number Sixty-six. Beatrice found the snake lady quickly, standing on the opposite side of her and the monster, staring right back at Beatrice with those golden eyes from under her hood.

The little bitch! Beatrice cursed her so-called teammate, Number Sixty-six. The look in the snake lady’s eyes confirmed what Beatrice already suspected: the conniving snake had every intention to land her smoke attack on Beatrice as much as on the monster. Beatrice simply managed to free herself from the monster at the very last moment, long after such a slow-moving cloud was unleashed.

And while Beatrice did not know the full extent of the lethal ways in which those fumes could have affected her, she was glad that she took every precaution she could in that split-second decision. Because looking at the monster flailing and listening to its painful, labored coughs and gasps, it was clear that it did not have a fun time in those fumes, and not just because of Beatrice’s sneak attack.

“BOOO!!!!” the crowds were not happy with how the monster was treated.

“Cheater!”

“That was below the belt!”

“Fight like a man, you pussy!”

“Disqualify her!”

“Fuck her!”

“The other one too! What a coward to unleash gas from behind like a little bitch!”

“Now, now!” Thelicia addressed the outraged spectators. “While I understand that you hoped for a different outcome to that situation, I feel like I have to remind you that there are no forbidden attacks or tactics in these games, unless stated otherwise!”

“Bullshit!”

“I hope that dick-mutilator gets split in half!”

“The farter too!”

“She didn’t fart.”

“Who cares! Get up! Kill them!”

“Fuck them up!

“Both of them!”

“With the lovebirds’ cock!”

“You think it still works after that?”

“I hope it does!”

“Yeah, get up! Twenty-five! Twenty-six!”

“Make her pay for what she did to your dick!”

“Rape her in the ass, Number Twenty-six!”

You fucking cocksuckers! Beatrice’s blood boiled as she listened to the outraged complaints that she did not just get raped by a forty-inch cock for all of them to see. The loathsome gawkers kept finding ways to make themselves seem as irredeemably deplorable as possible.

With each passing minute of these games, Beatrice understood Olivia’s contempt for this city more and more. Beatrice could only hope that the thousands that gathered here did not represent the entire population of Klapsus, else she feared that she would be unable to find a reason to save any of them from the fate that they desperately tried to prove they deserved.

But Beatrice could not worry about the spectators right now. She needed to finish off the Peter/Wendy mutated monstrosity while also keeping an eye for the snake lady. Did she forget that she’s not allowed to kill anyone else? Does that mean that those fumes aren’t lethal?