Princess to Pleasure Slave Collection: The Forbidden Book of Monstrous Pleasures
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There was stunned silence. Only the wounded made a sound. Then there came a strange screaming from within the creature. It took Kirina a moment to realize it was a human voice, screaming for help.
She picked up the sword of a fallen beast and began to hack into the creature’s belly. Her guardsmen realized what was happening and joined in.
“Be careful now!” she warned. “Someone is alive in there. Let us not hack them to pieces opening this thing up!”
Swing by swing, they opened the massive monster up, exposing its internal anatomy as the men pried back its gelatinous flesh. Kirina cried out in alarm as she saw the movement inside one fleshy organ. She and the other men cut it open and out spilled a great quantity of strangely sweet-smelling liquid, huge coils of tentacles, and several human bodies. One of them rose up weakly, its face covered by a cowl of tissue like the casing of a sausage.
Several small creatures also spilled out and the guardsmen began smashing them underfoot and hacking at them with swords. Kirina ignored this extermination effort and carefully cut the figure out from the membrane. It was a woman! Her hair and face was filthy with slime. She squinted up at Kirina.
“S… sister?” asked the woman.
“Jenny!” cried Kirina, finally recognizing her sister’s face.
They embraced, both of them crying. Kirina helped her sister out of the beast’s ruined body. Kirina could hardly believe what she saw. Poor Jenny’s belly was gravid, her breasts hugely swollen and marked with red rings around her areolas. Her sister’s nipples were as big as the first digit of Kirina’s thumb. Kirina wanted to ask what had happened, wanted to understand, but knew that now was not the time. The older princess took the cape from a fallen guardsman and draped it around Jenny.
“Come on,” she said, helping her sister onto the muddy shore of the grotto. “I’ll get you home.”
They crawled out of the tunnel. Jenny seemed blinded by the light.
“I’ve forgot something,” said Jenny. “You have to go back for it.”
“What? Later, come on.”
“No!” Jenny fought her hands free with surprising strength. “My pack! It has my sketchbook. It’s inside that thing. You have to get it.”
“Your sketchbook?” Kirina saw the intensity in Jenny’s eyes. It was as if the idea of having that sketchbook back was the only thing keeping the young woman sane at all. “Why?”
“I have to record how the creature breeds,” she said. “And I’ll need it for the birth.”
“The birth?” Kirina felt creeping horror at the thought.
“The bird of a new god,” said Jenny and she cradled her belly protectively. “The rebirth of Gargamuth.”
Kirina saw the insane joy in her sister’s expression and the older princess began to scream.