"It is not easy to suddenly decide to change everything about the way you have lived until now....."
—So saying, the succubi have her hands softly went around my back.
At those hands, which caressed me as if comforting a child, my eyelids drooped of their own accord.
Those kind, motherly hands would no longer treat me only as a "hero."
I felt my fractured heart being healed and soothed by them.
And then, the moment that I felt my tears spill over and fall along with a sigh that had not been permitted to escape until now, she once again directed those kind words at me.
"So... I'll change you. So that you'll be able to become honest with your feelings... I'll repaint you as a 'monster'... "
—The instant my eyelids snapped open in surprise at that, I became aware that a black substance was coating my limbs.
Even more viscous than the earlier liquid, it slowly eroded my clothing and came into contact with my skin.
And the instant it did so, a feeling of pleasure ran through the part that had been touched as if it were about to burst open.
At that sensation, fierce and bearing some resemblance to static electricity, my body leapt with a jolt.
But, held by the tentacles, it had no escape, and the black stuff was slowly expanding its dominion.
"Aaaaaaahhh! "
—To it... even my wrist guards and clothing were no exception...
Different from both the liquid and the tentacles, it was dying the portions it touched completely black with deliberate slowness.
My arms, still held over my head, were already almost entirely swallowed by it, and their color had changed to pitch black.
Inside it, I felt something soak into my skin along with a squelching sensation.
Along with a sensation as if it were wrapping up my very cells one by one, my body was gradually heating up and melting.
"Hya... ah! Hyuuuuuuu! "
Having turned to mush, my cells were being reborn into something new and different.
It was just as if my self were being rewritten into something else, and I tried to scream more than once from the fear of it.
What emerged from my mouth, however, were only moans of pleasure, which bore not the least resemblance to shrieks.
Without even raising a cry of bewilderment, my mind, too, was transmuting into some else again.
—Wha... what... is this...!?
The sensation of transmuting into something other than myself.
It was surely something at which I ought to feel terror.
But though my mind, melted to mush by pleasure, was transmuting, I felt no fear whatever.
On the contrary, I felt only a sense of liberation as of breaking a cocoon that had imprisoned me even as it protected me.
I even hallucinated that not just my mind but my body too was floating lightly up and might go on flying forever.
"Hee hee... There's nothing to be afraid of... "
"Hyaaahh... "
Just the sensation of the succubus caressing my cheek as she spoke was enough to make my spine leap with a jolt.
My body, drained of strength by the waves of pleasure that surged over it, pitched limply forward.
The black stuff was slowly but steadily creeping up even to my bottom, which had come of its own accord to be in a position as if I were sticking it out.
The moment transformative waves slowly seeping in through my skin reached the interior of my belly, the pleasure became still stronger.
The moment I raised another lovely cry at the pleasure, which was close even to the climax I had felt just before, she who embraced my quietly smiled.
"After all, you'll only be returning to 'the real Wilmarina'... isn't that right?"
—The real... me...?
My heart, being transmuted by pleasure, shivered in delight as if it had been seeking those words.
No... I was sure I had been seeking them for a long time.
For a long time, I had been hoping that someone would relieve me of the heavy burden called "hero."
Unfortunately El had not been the one to do it, but my feelings for him hadn't changed at all.
On the contrary, my heart, in the process of returning to "the real me," that it liked El, that it loved him, and those feelings were being made to flare up larger than ever.
—Aah... El...
The face that floated to the surface of my mind was a shy, smiling one I had never seen.
He, who had not changed at all since we were children, would surely smile so.
And... and then, just like that he would happily answer "I like you too."
Our feelings having been communicated, just like that, we would, still embracing each other, move to the bed...—
"Haa... Aaaaahh! "
The moment my consciousness surrendered itself to those wild ideas, I realized that my entire body had been dyed pitch black.
It was just about only on my face that the color of my skin was allowed to show through, and everything else had been invaded by the black stuff... — no, by the succubus' magical power.
At this rate, I would surely end up turning into a monster before much longer.
—And yet... in my current state, I eagerly looked forward to it...
To me, with almost all of my body melted to mush and my mind changing into a thing befitting a monster, that was no longer a thing to be resisted.
On the contrary, I thought only of wanting to become "the real me" and return to where he was as soon as I could.
—Soon... El... I want to meet you soon... I want you to accept my feelings...
And then I would be sure to heal him just as much as I had hurt him before.
I didn't even care if I had to use my body to do it.
....
No, on the contrary, I ought to use my body to comfort my beloved El.