Another spinoff from EvilFuzzy9's "Concubines of the Carnivore King" series. First chapter linked here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/496458

Nana and the Beast

Nana was anxiously pacing the length of her room, her mind a jumble of conflicting thoughts. Times like these, when she was fully lucid, her feelings toward Yukki Rito remained steadfastly in the range between disdain and reluctant acknowledgment. But she could not resist the allure of the oven, and every time she ended up on Rito's plate she could feel her resistance weaken, and her attraction grow. Momo was leveraging this weakness, slowly but surely cornering Nana, body and mind, grooming her for Rito's harem. Nana knew exactly what her twin was doing, but no matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn't find an out.

At first she only watched the orgies with morbid curiosity, intrusive thoughts of what it would feel like to join just barely playing at the edge of her mind. These thoughts intruded further as time passed, Nana thinking it wouldn't be so bad to join in, willing even, if only Rito would ask. But Rito didn't ask, still not willing to cross that line himself, though accepting when another party initiates. Nana wondered if he could see the desire in her eyes as plainly as she did in his. She knew her resolve was crumbling, she knew any day now she would cross that line, ask Rito to take her, not just as meat but as a woman as well, feelings of true love growing for the boy she thought she hated. After every meal she would come back to her senses, again becoming the girl who chastised Rito's lewd accidents, who tried to protect others from him even as she knew that ship had long since sailed. She couldn't even rely on her closest ally Yui, who had herself completely fallen and been consumed by her desire for Rito.

She paced as she tried to reconcile her conflicting desires. If nothing was done she knew she would fall into Momo's trap, willingly offering herself up to that beast. That beast, she thought. As she thought she realized she was almost more enticed by the beast inside Rito than the boy himself. She had almost been conquered on that first day, when Rito had been overwhelmed by the effects of Lala and her own Devilukian meat, when he had torn into her flesh with his teeth ripping out mouthfuls, chewing only the bare minimum, before swallowing and greedily digging in for more. In the present Nana suddenly tore her hand out of her shorts. This was bad, even just the memory of that beast was nearly enough to rob her of her sense. That beast, she thought again. Maybe that was it, maybe it wasn't Rito specifically, maybe she would fall for anyone who treated her that way. But that wasn't much better, even she had to admit that Rito was an unusually kind boy, one who would go to great lengths to protect those he cared about. Even if she found the idea distasteful, submitting to Rito was a far better option than running off to the first man she could convince to eat her. Was there any way out for her?

That beast. The word 'beast' floated through the girl's head, and an idea began to blossom. Had the idea come from anywhere but her own mind she would have rejected it instantly, almost certainly giving the suggester a thorough beating in the process. This time she didn't stop her hand as it snaked its way into her shorts, the girl reaching orgasm a half dozen times as she hammered out her plan before drifting to sleep.

The next morning Nana feigned illness. Her housemates were reluctant to leave her unattended, but she eventually succeeded in shooing everyone off to school, leaving her alone in the house. She waiting a few more agonizing minutes to make sure no one had forgotten anything and might return. Last minute hesitation ran through her head as she waited, would she really do this?, would doing this actually grant her any insight or was she just enamored with the idea? She knew it was likely both, but which was the greater incentive? Soon unable to contain herself any longer, she hopped out of bed and began her preparations.

Nana dragged the regeneration portion of the Cook-Cook Cannibal-kun into her room. She stuck her hand into a port on the side, a sharp jab shooting into her hand as the machine collected data and synced to her. Her whole body trembled, and it took several tries to input the settings she desired into the machine. She checked everything several times, careful to do everything right in this matter of life and death, even as anticipation nearly overwhelmed her. Satisfied, she discarded her clothes, her form fully bare save the two ties holding her hair. She summoned the portal to her cyber safari from her D-Dial, before chucking it onto her bed, and sprinted through.

She ran through the grass feeling the cool morning dew between her toes. The chilly air rushing past stiffened her nipples and she shivered as her heart beat a fierce tattoo. She scanned her surroundings as she ran, looking for the perfect beast. Her eyes landed upon the large red form of a Kyuu Octopus, its head laying on a large rock in the middle of a small lake, its arms floating lazily around it as it basked in the morning sun. Nana ran to the edge of the lake, pausing to catch her breath.

"Oku-chan!" she yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth.

The giant octopus roused, turning its head towards Nana and floating over.

"Master." the beast rumbled in a language only Nana could understand.

Nana gulped, looking at this imposing form in a light she never had before. She stood up straight, arms spread downward, showing off her body.

"I want you to e-eat me, to t-tear me apart." the girl nervously stated.

"Master food?" the octopus asked.

"J-just this once, I want you to treat me the same as any other prey." she said.

"Master no punish?" the octopus asked, remembering past times he had laid his tentacles on Nana and her friends.

"No, I wont punish you, I'm want you to do this." she said.

Three tentacles reached toward her, two coiling around her wrists and one around an ankle. She was lifted into the air as the octopus retreated a little deeper into the lake. More tentacles advance coiling around her body, one slimy tentacle coiling up her leg and brushing her pussy before latching onto her flat chest.

"You don't need to do that stuff, just eat me!" the girl yelled.

Her last command was ignored, a tentacle coiling gently around her neck and breaching her mouth, silencing her. This octopus had had more than its fair share of fondling girls, and it put that experience to good use, fondling, pulling, and sucking the girls tits. The tentacle in her mouth latched onto her tongue, sliding in and out of her mouth. Tentacles breached her pussy and ass, invading the virgin orifices, granting the girl both pain and pleasure in equal measures. Nana curled her tail around one of the invading tentacle, trying to pull it out, but her alien strength paled before that of the octopus. Nana was powerless to stop her truly bestial molestation, and she was brought to orgasm several times as the octopus familiarized itself with her body.

The tentacles briefly stopped. Nana looked about in a daze as best she could. The octopus' tube of a mouth was undulating, the skin pulling back to reveal a ferocious looking beak. The tentacles started up again, molesting at an even faster tempo as Nana was drawn toward the beak. The mouth closed on her arm, effortlessly shearing through flesh and bone. Nana came as her arm was bit off, pussy squirting around the invading tentacle as blood squirted from her redacted limb, a raw scream escaping around the tentacle in her mouth. In her delirium she barely registered seeing a tentacle picking up her hand and wrist that had fallen from the other side of the monstrous beak. The disembodied limb was delivered to the gaping maw where it was deposited, disappearing into the darkness forever. The tentacles repositioned her, blood squirting from her open wound as she shuddered in pleasure. Before she knew it the beak was closing around her thigh, the limb parting from her body as easily as butter. She screamed in agony and ecstasy as she came, the horrific pain sending her to heights unimaginable. With two limbs severed and no effort made to staunch the bleeding she didn't have long to live. The tentacle in her mouth retreated, her tongue stretching to its limit before tearing away at the base as it left. Her mouth filled with blood and she coughed weakly, struggling to breath. Her head was engulfed in darkness, and she was briefly aware of pain in her neck and a tumbling sensation before her consciousness faded completely.

Nana was cumming, convulsions wracking her body as she came to on the floor. She tried to stand on wobbling legs but slipped on the slick floor. A second attempt was successful and without any thought she was sprinting back through the portal, her now loose hair whipping behind her.

Nana ran, no thought spared for drawing conclusions from her experiment, all thought focused only on finding another beast to tear her apart, to have their way with her. At least one conclusion could be drawn, though Nana didn't know it yet. Before now Nana had been doing her utmost to deny that the pleasure she felt from being eaten was sexual in nature, but that idea had been shattered absolutely when the octopus sheared through her leg.

She ran past the lake, briefly watching the octopus deposit her pelvis, the last remaining morsel of her old body, into its mouth before sinking back below the surface. She shuddered, having a small orgasm at the memory alone, before spotting a Jiro Snake slither over a hill. It was a younger member of the species, large enough to eat her, but not so big that it would be a trivial task. She ran up to the beast, stopping with her arms and legs spread wide.

"Eat me!" she cried out to the beast.

Without hesitation the jaws snapped towards her calf, fangs sinking deep, potent venom coursing painfully through her veins. Nana collapsed in a heap, one arm beneath her and one stretched to the side. Jiro Snake venom was normally the fatal kind, but her robust Devilukian physiology left the girl only paralyzed. The snake slithered down to her feet, forked tongue flitting, testing before the jaws unhinged and started to painstaking work their way up her legs.

Progress slowed a little as the jaws reached her hips, the flitting tongue incidentally stimulating her pussy as she was slowly but inevitably drawn in. She came, the physical stimulation and painfully coursing venom working together, her paralyzed body shuddering weakly. It was several more minutes before the jaws began to inch over her chest. The inside of the snakes mouth stimulated her sensitive nipples as she was dragged deeper. The tip of one retraced fang pricked one of her nipples, and stars exploded across her vision as a residual drop of venom coursed through the sensitive nub. Her feet began to burn painfully and she realized that they must have reached the stomach, the strong acid beginning the lengthy process of breaking her down for calories. The arm she had fallen on had been swallowed alongside her hips, and as the jaws began to enclose her head she began to regain the tiniest big of control over that hand. She rubbed her pussy, fingers fighting sluggishly through the paralysis. The jaws closed over the hand stretched above her head, sealing her in. The burning had reached her thighs now and she worked her fingers as best she could. The snake began to slither off, presumably to its den to digest its prize in peace.

The air in the snake was becoming stale, the paralysis had left her breathing quite shallowly but she was quickly running out all the same. The burning was up to her waist, hand and pussy both engulfed in the sensation. Feeling had numbed in her feet, the limbs still there but the nerves corroded away. She felt a finger fall off as the acid worked its way through. She hurried, trying to achieve orgasm before the acid took her pussy away. It was an unnecessary effort, for losing her pussy, her most sexual of spots being dissolved for nutrients by a snake she had raised and cared for, was ultimately what drove her over the edge, coming in absence of physical stimulation, rapidly burning through her remaining oxygen as she convulsed in pleasure before blacking out.

Nana was again coming as she woke up, sprinting through the portal as soon as she was able to gain her footing. She ran, looking for another beast to submit to. She ran into the Giga wild boar she named Gil-chan, and after throwing herself at it the beast gored her with its tusks. She died as she bled out in the dirt, a trio of smaller boars tearing out her entrails. Again she came to, in more ways than one, and again she sprinted out into her safari. This time she was bitten in half at the waist by Drasuke, a large dragon like creature. She didn't know if she bled out or drowned inside his stomach. She awoke, she ran, she was fucked and torn apart by a pack of alien wolves. She awoke, she ran, she drowned as a large shelled sea creature bit chucks out of her while dragging her into the dark depths. Over and over she was devoured and occasionally fucked by alien fauna, and over and over she woke, only to run right back through her portal.

She was standing up, preparing to run through again when she felt something grasp her shoulder. She tried to throw it off, to remove the hindrance preventing her from going through the portal to her paradise. The object held firm, she tried more vigorously to shake it off and was met with a slap to the face that sent her flying backwards into a wall.

"Na..! ..na!"

She shook her head, trying to collect herself together, trying to focus on what she was hearing.

"Nana! Wake up!" she heard her twin sister's voice call.

She stood up woozily, trying to make sense of her situation. She looked up and saw Momo staring at her, one eyebrow raised. She looked up at a clock on the wall and saw how much time had passed, school had been over for over an hour. Nana sunk to her knees, a horrified expression on her face.

"You're finally back?" Momo asked. "I tried calling out to you twice, but you just ran right past me. Looks like you were having fun though."

Nana felt despair, she had gone hours over what she had accounted for, and now Momo had found out. She was the absolute worst person to find out about this, with the possible exception of Rito.

"Don't worry Onee-san, I can be convinced to keep a secret. Shall we discuss terms?" Momo said, ironically stressing the title with amusement in her voice.

… … … … …

Later that night Nana was lying in bed. She had managed to survive for now, though she barely remembered what she had agreed to in her panic. She was sure she would come to regret it, whatever the contents of the deal. As she lay awake she thought about the day's events. When she thought about Rito, about him eating her and making love to her, she still felt strong desire. She now knew her feeling of love for Rito, no matter how unbidden, were true. She knew that it was only a matter of weeks or days before she confessed and threw herself at Rito, and she knew she would just have to come to terms with that. But even at his most bestial Rito didn't hold a candle to what she had experienced today. She knew that she had found a new hobby, that today would not be that last day she entered the safari not as a caretaker but as prey. Fitful sleep took her, dreams of gnashing teeth, and roiling acid, belonging to beasts and to That Beast alike.