Chapter 7

"That was incredibly disgusting," I grumbled when I exited the bathroom, patting my hair dry with the towel. "It took forever for all that crap to glob out of me. Did he have to shoot so much of it into me?"

"Sex beasts pride themselves on the amount of semen they produce," Ozcar explained. "Naturally it won't all fit in a human vagina, but they'd rather shoot it inside and let it overflow than shoot some inside and pull out for the rest."

"I can't believe I'm having this conversation," I sighed. "It's almost as disgusting as what actually happened."

"Although I feel terrible about what happened, I can't help but warn you that you may need to get used to it. It may be that nearly every encounter will result in intercourse. If you can't control your revulsion and keep your wits about you, you'll have more instances where the beasts get away. And every time they do, it'll just make them smarter."

"I know," I sighed. "At least, I do now, anyway. It doesn't make it any easier though."

"Look at it this way," he explained. "If you allow them to have their way with you first, they're almost sure to drop their guard. It's the perfect way to attack them. Why else would the goddess have wanted me to choose a girl for this job?"

I shuddered. "Again, I realize that now," I grumbled. "But that doesn't mean I have to like it, or even tolerate it. I highly doubt I can keep myself from fighting back when they attack me."

"That's acceptable," he laughed. "The sex beasts would get confused if you just laid back and took it."

"One thing's certain though," I said thoughtfully, "I need to work on my concentration. While Taluk was raping me, it was hard for me to keep a level head. I was so scared and overcome by the unfamiliar pain. Hopefully if it happens again, I can learn from my experience and handle myself better."

"That's the spirit," Ozcar cried, beaming at me. "Don't worry; we'll outsmart them. And really, it won't be so bad. The cleanup will be the worst part, more than likely."

I shuddered again and plopped down onto the sofa beside him. "Well, we lost the battle with Taluk," I sighed. "What should we do about him?"

"He knows your face," Ozcar replied gravely. "He won't try to mate with you again because he'll think he's already impregnated you. Our only shot at him for the next couple of years or so will be to strike after he rapes another girl."

"I was afraid you'd say that," I sighed. Ozcar pulled HAYF's scroll out of his jacket pocket. It was still in the shape of the book from before.

"He's no longer anywhere nearby," he commented. "I think he may have moved. They do that sometimes, but it's rare. Perhaps he didn't want to risk being found. They often choose to move on if they think their hiding spot will become too commonly known. It makes it harder for prey to happen along often enough."

"Is there another one nearby?" I asked, grimacing at the prospect of trying again today. "There's still plenty of daylight, and I'm feeling much better now. I'd like to take another stab at it."

"Are you sure?" Ozcar asked me with a concerned expression. "You don't have to push yourself too hard, you know."

"Every day that goes by means more attacks on girls," I replied as Miki's image flashed in my mind. "I can't sit here in comfort with that thought banging around in my head. I'm fine. I want to try again."

"All right," he agreed, nodding at me. "As you wish. In that case, we'll try this one." He pointed to a bright red set of figures in the book. "This is Kurkha. He's a couple miles to the west. We'll have to take a bus to get there quickly."

"That's fine," I replied. "I'm ready. Lead the way."

Ozcar did as I asked, and before long we had made our way out of the building and to the bus stop at the edge of the block. While we waited for the bus to arrive, only one other person came with us to wait for a bus. He was a boy, probably about 17 or 18, and he was attractive enough that he warranted a second look. I found myself staring at him, and I quickly averted my gaze when he noticed. I heard him whistle softly, and I turned back to see that he was ogling my scant garb with wide eyes.

"They didn't have clothes that sexy on the girls when I was in high school," he remarked, flashing me a grin. "I wish I'd been born a few years earlier!"

My cheeks flushed crimson and I scowled in embarrassment. "It shrunk in the wash," I mumbled feebly, turning away and hoping he'd drop it. To my dismay, he laughed loudly.

"Shrunk in the wash?!" He cried incredulously. "You're not serious! Now come on; level with me here. Why are you dressed like that? Are you going to a cosplay event or something?"

"I don't think the lady wishes to speak to you," Ozcar replied coolly before I could come up with another feeble excuse. "I think you'd better apologize and stop making her uncomfortable."

"Who are you, her father?" The boy grumbled. "Sheesh. Sorry. I was just trying to spark some friendly conversation." He looked away and scowled.

None of us said anything else until the bus arrived. The boy shot me a quick "bye" before hopping up ahead of us and moving to the back of the bus.

"Find a place for us to wait," Ozcar told me. "I'll give the driver some money and our destination."

I boarded the bus ahead of him and found a spot with two hanging loops next to each other. I tried to tell myself that people weren't REALLY staring at my barely covered body, while Ozcar paid and informed the driver. He made his way back to where I was standing, and grabbed hold of the loop next to mine.

"Our destination is on his route," he remarked pleasantly. "It'll only take a few minutes, and there's only one more stop between here and there."

"That's good," I said, trying to sound normal, but my flushed face gave away my embarrassment. I wasn't an exhibitionist. I didn't really enjoy flaunting my goods for everyone like this. I wondered if I'd get used to it sometime... and if I did, would that make me some kind of slut?

While I considered these thoughts, I paid little attention to the people around me. Ozcar kept his gaze fixed on the front of the bus, as though riding on a bus was the most natural thing in the world for him, which was kind of funny considering what he was.

I thought the rest of the bus ride would proceed without incident, but we had barely started moving when I suddenly felt something brush against my behind. The invasive sensation pulled me from my mind's meandering, and I reached back to brush off what I had felt. I didn't feel anything there, so I figured someone must have bumped into me.

I forgot about it in a minute or two, but suddenly I felt it again, and this time it was unmistakable - there was a hand on my butt, and it was squeezing. Instantly my mind switched to panic mode, and I whirled around to confront the person whose hand was feeling me up.

"Hentai! Ecchi!" I screeched, punching at him with my hands and kicking at him. He was a middle-aged man who had begun balding from the front, was short and chubby, and seemed entirely pleased with the reaction I'd given him. He jumped away from my flailing fists and bumped into the people behind him.

"Are you some kind of mental case?" He jeered at me, grinning at me with a crooked grin. "Or do you get off on pretending to be groped on the bus?"

Instantly, my face felt hotter than the sun, and I blushed terribly. People began whispering to one another and pointing at me, as if I had done something wrong. Could things get any worse?

"What's the problem here?" Came a familiar voice. I looked up to see the boy from before, who had made his way over to us and stared at the man who'd touched me as though he were looking at a half-digested slug. "Is this pervert bothering you? I could knock out a few of his teeth if you want."

"What the hell?!" The pervert sputtered. "I didn't do anything!"

"Yeah, so that wasn't your hand I saw squeezing this girl's ass?" He retorted. "Are you saying it was someone else's hand attached to your arm then?"

The man didn't reply, but he paled when he noticed the boy's hands ball into fists. "I brushed against her by mistake," he said quietly. "It was a mistake."

"Then I suggest you apologize to the lady and stop making her uncomfortable," the boy replied. It was easy to see he was trying very hard to keep from grinning. The older man mumbled an apology and shuffled back toward the end of the bus.

Still red in the face, I thanked him. "Thanks for vouching for me," I said quietly.

"No problem," the boy replied, grinning at me. "I guess we missed out on proper introductions earlier, but we might as well do them now. The name's Zero. My full name's ZeroAsLimit, but you can just call me zero." He bowed politely.

"Maus," I replied, bowing in reply. "Nice to meet you." It was kind of a lie, since I was too uncomfortable to call the experience a "nice" one.

The bus came to a stop, and Ozcar elbowed me in the ribs. "Oh, this is my stop," I explained, giving Zero a faint smile. "Maybe I'll see you around then?"

"I'd like that," he replied, smiling at me. "Nice meeting you, Maus. Keep out of trouble!"

I nodded and ducked out after Ozcar, glad to be getting off the bus. I sighed as I stepped out onto the sidewalk. That was unpleasant.

"Not even here for a day and you're already making new friends," Ozcar laughed. "What a mingler you are!"

"Knock it off," I laughed at him. "If your goddess hadn't given me such a ridiculous outfit, I doubt any of this would have happened."

"Heh heh," he chuckled. He pulled out his book and stared intently at it. "I think I've figured out where he is," he said finally, stuffing it back in his pocket. "See that side road there? If you follow it down for a block and a half, it'll lead to a wharf. Kurkha's going to be hiding around there somewhere. Unfortunately, I can't risk getting too close and being more specific. You'll have to a little investigating this time."

"Wonderful," I sighed. "So I'll see you after it's over then?"

"This time will be somewhat different," he sighed. "That area is home to several sex beasts, and if I come to you and teleport you away when it's over, they might see it. I'll help you walk out of viewing distance if you need it, but I'd rather not show up at all while you're on the wharf. But don't worry. If you need my help, I will know."

"I guess I can't really complain," I replied, sighing again. "I can't expect you to be there all the time. All right then. I'll see you when it's over."

"Good luck!" He exclaimed, patting me on the shoulder. "Keep your wits about you and be careful!"

"Easy for you to say," I muttered under my breath as I left him. I followed the road until I came to the wharf, just as he'd described it. I looked around curiously. There were many places for a sex beast to hide out here - piers, alleyways, and plenty of dark areas between the fish markets. Adopting a lost expression, I began wandering through the wharf, peering into every nook and cranny as I went.

At first it seemed that the sex beasts weren't interested today. I made an entire circuit through the wharf without seeing anything, or being contacted in any way. I was about to leave when I heard a small noise under one of the piers. It didn't sound like waves slapping against the wood, so I decided to check it out. The little hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end. I couldn't swim very fast or very well. I hoped the sex beast wouldn't pull me into the water.

I walked out onto the pier and looked around stupidly. I knew I was playing right into the beast's hands, but he didn't know that I knew. When he didn't do anything, I decided to make the first move, and I turned to leave the pier, shrugging as though I thought I'd imagined something. That produced the desired result. Like a flash of green, a long, cold, wet tentacle shot out of the water and wrapped itself around my right ankle. Yelping in surprise, I allowed myself to trip and fall over. "What the?" I cried, covering my mouth in sincere disgust and horror as a monstrous blob of a sex beast floated up to the surface and hoisted itself up onto the pier. He was so large I was afraid the wood would splinter beneath him. His massive trunk sported hundreds of tentacles, and from what I could see, his phallus was a full three inches in diameter. I tried to kick his tentacle away from my foot and scramble to my feet, but he tightened his grip on it and wrapped a few more around my other limbs.

"Why don't you scream?" He laughed at me. It was a cold, raspy laugh that sent chills through my spine. "Most of your kind scream terribly when they see me."

I shook my head, adopting an even more terrified expression, and made my mouth open and close as though I were trying to speak, but no sound would come out. This produced the desired effect.

"Frightened you so much you can't even speak, eh?" He chuckled. "Well, that suits me fine. Come along then. I'd rather not mate atop this flimsy structure. I don't want to be interrupted by falling into the ocean while I mate with you."

This time I allowed myself to speak. "M-mate with me?" I squeaked, gasping as he wrapped his cold, slimy tentacles around my arms, legs, and midsection, and lifted me off of the ground so that he could carry me off of the pier. He began wriggling toward a nice, dark alley. "Surely you don't intend to... but I can't!" I wailed. "You'll kill me!"

He laughed again, and this time it belied a strange sort of tenderness. "Although a few females have indeed perished from mating with me, I'm not so inexperienced that I can't control myself. My goal is to have you bear my young, not to rip your insides to shreds. Just relax and you will not be harmed."

Again, I understood that this would be another case where pretending to be enamored with the beast's phallus wouldn't work. This was another experienced one. An image of my ordeal with Taluk flashed in my mind, and my eyes filled with tears. I decided that this one seemed to take an interest in my well being, and I'd better try and take advantage of it. "I'm s-so frightened!" I wept. "Please, please be gentle with me!"

He eyed me curiously. "It is an odd thing for you to say," he remarked. "Most girls beg me not to mate with them right from the beginning. Why didn't you?"

"I... I know it is inevitable," I whimpered. "I have no power to escape something as strong as you. My only chance to survive is to appeal to your mercy. Please, I beg you. If I must endure this, don't force me to endure any more pain than is necessary!"

"Such a sweet girl," he sighed, curling a tentacle around my face and rubbing it almost lovingly. "If only more human girls were so understanding and cooperative. Fear not, my little darling. I'd sooner chop off my arms than cause you undue pain."

I whimpered in reply, feeling an odd sense of pity for him. Perhaps there was more to these beasts than I gave them credit for. It hadn't occured to me that they could be so... sympathetic. It almost humanized him, and the thought filled me with a confused kind of revulsion. I knew I had to kill him, but it almost made it seem wrong, in a way. Was this really the right thing to do?

My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of a cold tentacle snaking up between my legs and tugging on my panties. I yelped at the sudden invasion, and began shaking as I realized it was all about to happen again. God dammit. I had to get a hold of myself! I couldn't afford to lose it again.

He carefully pulled my panties down to my ankles, and then slid them off entirely. I tried to clamp my legs together, even though I knew it was no use. I cried aloud as I felt him wedge two tentacles in between my thighs, wrap them around each one, and gently but firmly pull them apart.

"Just relax," he purred, his purr a deep, throaty growl. "It will make it much easier." He gently pulled me toward his face, and he stuck his long, sticky tongue out and began licking the sensitive region between my legs.

"Ah!" I shrieked, fighting hard against the urge to thrash about. "What are you doing to me?!"

"I wouldn't dream of mating with one such as you in a selfish manner," he explained, tickling my clitoris with his warm tongue. "I will see to it that you enjoy this. On that you have my promise."

I cried aloud again, jerking as the strange yet familiar sensations in my vagina took hold of me. "I can't," I cried through gritted teeth. "It's wrong!"

"Is it wrong to want to produce children?" He queried. "Is it wrong to express love through mating? I don't understand what you mean."

"This isn't love!" I cried, jerking again. "I... I don't know you. I can't love you. I could never love someone who forced me to ... mate with him!"

"Our love is not like yours," he said after a pause. "Our love is short-lived. After we have mated, our females no longer wish to stay with us. As a result, we love many females, and are never afforded the luxury of a long relationship, as humans have. There are times that I envy your kind, for ours is a lonely existence. But I have come to the conclusion that when I do love, I must love the best that I can. And believe me when I say this my darling. I love you, and I will do my best to bring you pleasure in addition to my own."

"Noooo..." I moaned, his tongue rubbing and licking more fiercely. I was beginning to feel that strange sensation again. "I... feel strange..."

"Your taste is intoxicating," he purred thickly. "I may lose control at any moment!"

Although his statement should have filled me with alarm, I was at the present too overcome with powerful sensations to even care. For the moment, all that mattered was the steadily building sensation in my vagina.

"Oh God!" I yelped. "It... I'm... ah!" And then, for the second time in my life, my senses were inundated with the most intense, unimaginably wonderful pleasure I had known. My body spasmed and contorted as wave after wave of euphoria rocked my senses.

"I can endure it no more!" He groaned. "Prepare yourself! This may hurt!" I tried to recover from my weakening experience, but I didn't have time. Almost immediately, his massive penis shoved its way into my vagina, tearing my hymen and pushing hard beyond it.

I screamed in pain, and this time I did thrash about, albeit weakly. "It hurts!" I shrieked. "You're too big! Please, pull it out of me!"

"I cannot," he growled, but his voice was devoid of any trace of anger. "I cannot contain it any longer. I must fill you with my seed!"

I cried aloud as he worked himself in and out of me, building up a painful rhythm with his massive penis. My blood flowed freely with every thrust, and before long it had trickled all the way down his long phallus to its base. I had never had something so big inside me before. It was agonizing, and it was all I could do to gather enough energy from him to repair the damage he was doing. I very much doubted I'd be able to handle more than a few minutes of this before the pain and blood loss caused me to faint. My arms and legs slackened, and my head bobbed woozily. This was different from when Taluk had raped me. He hadn't stretched me as far.

"You're so incredible," he groaned, using his tentacles to push and pull me, adding to the force of his penis' thrusts. "I can't believe it; I'm already about to come."

I forced myself to rouse from my stupor. I had to remain alert. The moment he began to pull out of me, I needed to be ready to cut off his penis. I raised my head and stared at him with a wide-eyed, frightened expression.

With a loud, terrifying roar, he tightened his grip on my thighs and rammed himself into me harder than ever before. I screamed in pain again, and suddenly I felt his hot semen erupt inside of me. His grip on me began to slacken, and I struggled to steady myself for the final blow. As he slowly lowered me onto the ground, his tentacles quivered with pleasure and flow after flow of hot cum and blood spurted out of my vagina. I grit my teeth and watched his face. All at once, his eyes rolled back and he let go of my limbs. I knew what I had to do. As he began to withdraw his slackened penis, I contracted my bruised vaginal muscles around it and fiercely drained his energy. At the same time, I shouted the command for my blades and rolled forward. Before he could react, I had sliced his slackened penis off right at the base, my blades shearing it off like a pair of scissors.

He let out a deafening scream of pain, and in a matter of moments, he and his severed penis had completely dissolved into a steaming mass of goo. I nearly retched as I felt the remnants of his penis and his ejaculate stream down between my legs. My head swam, and after a slight stagger, I crumpled to the ground and knew no more.

When I came to, I awakened with a sob. The very moment my consciousness hit, I remembered what had happened with Kurkha, and I felt the heat and aching pain he had left between my legs.

"Maus!" A voice cried. "Are you all right? Wake up, Maus!"

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times to bring the blurry images above me into focus. When they did, I was surprised at what I saw. Not only was Ozcar there, but so was Zero.

"Huh?" I mumbled. "Zero? What are you doing here?"

"God, that was inhuman," he growled. "How can you just let them do this to her?" He was talking to Ozcar.

"It is not my choice," Ozcar replied. "She volunteered for the job, and she knows the dangers. Sometimes events like this are inevitable."

"What?!" I cried, my eyes widening in horror as I realized that Zero must have seen what I had just done. "How long have you been here?!"

"Long enough to see that... that THING use you like a party favor," he growled. "I got off the bus after you two did, and when I saw you leave on your own, I followed you down to the wharf. I was curious to see where you were going, because I was hoping you lived around here. I saw that thing grab you, and I would have helped you, but this idiot wouldn't let me. I still don't know how you were able to keep me from moving like that," he snarled at Ozcar.

The color drained from my face, and my hands flew to my crotch as I realized that I still wasn't wearing any panties. "No!" I shrieked. "Don't look at me! Get away from me!" I scrambled to my feet and I glanced around wildly for my panties. I saw them a few yards away, and I rushed over, scooped them up, and kept running until I darted behind a wall so that I was out of their view. Sobbing with shame and embarrassment, I shook off my panties and pulled them on with trembling fingers. He had seen... he had seen everything. And now he knew what I was, and what had been inside me. I sunk to the ground, pulling my knees to my chest and sobbing like a baby. It wasn't fair. I didn't want this anymore. And I didn't want anyone to know that it had happened already, much less a guy like him.

"Maus?" Came Ozcar's voice from around the corner. "Maus, are you all right?"

"I just want to be alone!" I hollered angrily. "Is that so damn hard to understand?!"

"I think you'd better go," I heard him say quietly. "She's had a hard day today, and I doubt she'll want to talk about it with you."

"I'm not leaving her with you," Zero protested. "You did nothing to help her when that monster attacked her. You even prevented me from helping her. I don't think you're any good for her. At least I don't offer her up as a free fuck to blasted sex beasts!"

"You're speaking of things you don't know," Ozcar replied darkly. I could hear more than a trace of anger line his normally calm, collected voice. "She has chosen this as her calling. If I interfere, she could fail. And I won't allow you to interfere either. You have no idea who you're dealing with, human. Just walk away now, or you'll regret it."

"Who are you anyway?" Zero demanded. "Why did you call me 'human'? Does that mean you aren't one?"

Ozcar remained silent, but I knew what he must be thinking. Would he really consider killing Zero? Surely not...

"Ozcar?" I called out quietly. "It's okay; he's already seen too much. It won't hurt to tell him the truth; I think we can trust him."

Ozcar paused for a long time. Finally I heard him give a sigh of defeat. "Very well then," he said grudgingly. "But not here. There may be prying ears about. Let's go home. We can discuss it there."

They both walked around the corner, and I did my best to avoid their eyes with mine. It was too embarrassing. "I'll help you up," Zero said, offering me his hand and glaring at Ozcar. "You can lean on me for support if you need to."

"I'm all right," I said, pushing his hand away and gingerly pulling myself to my feet. I hadn't been able to heal myself completely, and I was still bruised and bleeding slightly. I winced as I got to my feet and a fresh flow of blood and semen filled the crotch of my panties.

"Where are my daggers?" I asked, noticing that my bracelets were lighter than normal.

"I have them," Ozcar replied, smiling at me apologetically. "I'll hold on to them for now."

"All right then," I sighed. "I'm ready. Let's go home."

I walked stiffly behind Ozcar as he led the way out of the alley and down to the road leading toward the bus stop. I swayed a little as a fresh wave of dizziness hit. Perhaps I'd lost a bit more blood than I'd thought.

"Woah, careful!" Zero warned, gripping my shoulders and keeping me steady. "I don't think you're in any condition to be walking anywhere. I'm surprised you can even stand. Here. Wrap your arms around my neck. I'll carry you."

My face flushed and I pushed away from him, embarrassed to the extreme. "It's nothing!" I protested. "I can walk just fine. I just lost a little too much blood, that's all."

"Why are all girls so difficult?" He groaned, walking over to me and scooping me up off my feet. I shrieked in surprise as he hoisted me up, and I grabbed onto his neck to regain my balance.

"Put me down!" I demanded, my face turning redder than before.

"Not a chance," he replied, trying hard not to grin at me. "Now behave yourself and take it easy. Lead the way, then." He said to Ozcar. Ozcar looked at me quizzically, and I dropped my eyes in embarrassment to avoid his. At first he acted like he was about to say something, but then he thought better of it and shrugged.

"Follow me," he said simply, beckoning for Zero to follow. As Zero strode after him with me in tow, I began to wonder exactly why he had wanted to know if I lived around here.