It was typical of a monster to employ such obscene and base methods.
I was sure that she thought she could make me submit in this way.
But I was a hero who had received the power to protect people from the Chief God: there was no way that I, who possessed a more than ordinary resistance to magic, would yield to something of this degree.
My body could still endure the ache in my chest, and my mind wasn't about to give in, either.
I... I could still resist this succubus!
In front of me as I affirmed this to myself, the monster softly opened her lips.
"Well, that finishes the explanation, so... you want me to smear this over your whole body for you now, right...? "
"...What...?"
Dispirited by those words, I stared back into the succubus' face in spite of myself.
But the monster just stood there with a smile that practically sparkled, and would not reply.
Instead, the tentacles restraining my legs rose as if to twine themselves around me, and covered me up to the thighs.
"Eee...!"
That was not all.
Several more tentacles stretched out to my sides and belly, smearing them with liquid.
My clothes, which the liquid soaked and clung to, were muddied and ought to have felt unpleasant.
But, perhaps because of the explanation the succubus had just given me, the skin soaked in the tepid liquid was growing just a little hot.
My mouth sought oxygen in an attempt to suppress my rising body temperature, but right now even I wasn't sure what I might blurt out if I opened it.
If, by some chance, I were to beg the monster for forgiveness, I wouldn't be able to show my face to the many people who depended on me, so... even though it would be tough, I ought to keep my mouth shut.
—Still... even as I deliberated, the tentacles continued to creep over my whole body...
With the exception of my face, there was hardly a spot on my body that wasn't being touched.
As proof of that, my whole body was covered in the liquid, and my clothes were clinging to my skin.
The color of my skin could be seen through the cloth of my belly and in other places, creating a suggestive sight.
Having become strangely excited in spite of myself, I reflexively averted my eyes from my own form.
—But... the oozing ache didn't lessen...
The ache, which seemed to permeate my nerves, would not vanish simply because I averted my eyes.
The liquid was steadily encroaching on my body, making it sensitive.
I strove desperately to deny the part of myself that felt a queer pleasure at the sensation the liquid transmitted to my skin, which had been merely unpleasant a short time before, but my body felt as if every nerve in it were exposed, and I could not silence its complaints; on the contrary, they were growing gradually more forceful.
"I think, perhaps... you're nearly ready... "
"Hee...!"
The instant the succubus' fingers traveled smoothly along my right flank, an electric current ran through my spine.
Accompanied by a shivering chill, it pierced my brain and made to steal the strength from my body.
It was surely only my continuing to cling to the dignity of a "hero" that allowed my body, which seemed on the verge of collapsing in spite of itself, to stand firm.
In the face of a powerful numbness, I embraced a powerful bewilderment; it seemed that I would have crumbled easily had I not done so.
—What was... that... just now...?
Never in my life... had I even once tasted a sensation like that... dozens of times sweeter than ticklishness.
No such sensation had ever welled up when I touched my own side, but just now it had been brought about by the hand of a succubus, my enemy.
My thoughts were entirely filled with the fear and bewilderment of that experience.
"How do you like it...? The world of pleasure enhanced by dozens of times? "
—Pleasure...? This...?
Now that she mentioned it, it did feel good... or it could be put that way.
At the very least, it was a fact that the desire to be touched had been momentarily satisfied.
The skin that had known that sweet sensation — which, according to the succubus, was pleasure — complained even more forcefully that it wanted to be touched more.
"This is the world of monsters... the place you'll be stepping into from now on... "
—This is... what monsters...
I couldn't keep myself from swallowing hard at the succubus' words.
A thrill of pleasure would run through my body no matter where on it I was touched.
What would happen... if... if she were to touch my breast or the like while I was in this state?
I felt a faint desire mingled with anticipation and curiosity slowly budding inside me.
"Hee hee... Have I piqued your interest, perhaps?"
"Ngh...!!"
The instant I heard the monster's delighted words, I realized the danger of that desire.
I mean, it was an idea the monster affirmed.
An idea approved by a race that worked to harm the humanity and the Chief God must be absolutely impermissible.
After all, as a "Hero" for the race known as "humans," which had received the favor of the Chief God, hating monsters had always been a quite natural, obvious thing.
It was unthinkable that I, a Hero, would have my interest roused by a monster, and it was surely inexcusable.
—Besides... besides, how could I be... by mere sensitivity...!?
I couldn't believe that the stimulation which seemed to lay my nerves bare was a good thing just because it felt good.
I had no sexual experience, so I could only guess, but surely that stimulus was too strong for a human.
While it felt good, the excess of pleasure was stealing more than a little strength from my body.
But being a "Hero," I had confidence in my physical strength.