The Monster's Room - Chapter 25
The knight’s armor rippled like scales as his body underwent a transformation.
His previously smooth g***n was now hidden by the armor, creating a new shape reminiscent of the growth on the saddle earlier. The knight stroked his new member with satisfaction.
This would provide him with a novel pleasure.
“Mmm.”
The knight rubbed his new organ against Marie’s rear entrance. The front was already filled with the horse’s member, leaving no room for more. Tasting disappointment, he pressed down on Marie, who was struggling to escape. Her suppressed cries were felt through their connected bodies.
Thud!
The ecstasy of having two members squeezed together made the knight shiver. It felt unbearably good.
He didn’t want to leave this state.
Thud!
Just as the human had mounted the horse, he mounted the human’s body, thrusting his hips relentlessly. The human cried out like a beast, but it was fine.
He could subdue the frightened, struggling beast with a whip—and he had two whips for this purpose.
Thud!
As always, he was an exceptional rider.
Case 7: People Beyond the CCTV
Somehow, she survived.
Marie thought as she stumbled forward on shaky legs like a newborn fawn.
The s-x with the horse knight had been utterly beyond her comprehension. Who would imagine riding a saddle with a protruding organ and being penetrated by a horse’s member?
And not just one, but two?
The knight’s second creation was not an ordinary size either. It resembled a club more than a p–is, and it relentlessly battered her rear, already filled with the horse’s member.
Marie had thought her insides would rupture or her pelvis shatter.
However, contrary to her fears, her body was intact.
Almost cruelly so.
“Ugh…”
Marie moaned as the se-en surged out. The amount the knight produced was enormous. Her belly was still swollen as if she was pregnant. The trail of s***n left behind was evident, and the knight followed it closely.
Rustle.
“Stay away, don’t come near.”
Rustle.
“Enough already.”
Marie didn’t even look at him.
The swaying horse’s member, smeared with se-en and lubricants, glistened vividly. Marie thought that if she had to endure another round of s-x here, her belly might actually burst…
Thud. Thud.
Marie knocked on the isolation door.
In any case, this mission was over.
<Cannot open or close the door.>
But it seemed the Foundation had other plans. Were they going to make her wait another 30 minutes like last time?
Annoyed, Marie knocked again, and the broadcast, which had been repeating the same message, changed on the fifth attempt.
<Safety distance not secured.>
<Safety distance not secured.>
<Please drop SCP from the isolation door.>
So, it meant they couldn’t open the isolation door because of the anomalous entity staying close to Marie. As Marie’s sharp gaze landed on the horse knight, he smiled and dismounted.
Kneeling, he kissed her left ring finger.
Rustle.
An iron ring formed where his kiss had landed. It was a sharp, armor-like ring. Marie, staring at it in a daze, noticed an inscription engraved on the inside of the ring.
「Dear My Lady」
Despite its menacing appearance, the inscription was romantic. Rustle. The knight, having kissed Marie’s cheek once more, returned to his original position. He resumed his stance and remained still.
<Safety distance secured.>
Marie fidgeted with the ring. It was the first time she had received a gift like this. She glanced at the iron horse knight, her lips twitching. Her gaze carried a faint confusion and warmth.
<Door opening.>
The door opened. A cool, dry breeze flowed through the opening. With her strength restored during the rest period, Marie straightened her legs and whispered her farewell.
“See you again… Sir Knight.”
The addition of ‘Sir’ was due to the ring. Embarrassed, Marie hurriedly walked out of the isolation chamber.
Thud.
The door closed, and silence settled in the white space. However, this was only a superficial peace.
She was ▉▉.
An unknown whisper began to erode the steel horse knight.
As it happened inside, no one was aware.
The whispers grew louder and more distinct, urging:
▉▉▉. Earnestly, ▉.
Erosion. Whisper. Erosion. Erosion.
Don’t ▉. Cherish ▉. Protect.
The scattered whispers coalesced into a clear voice that spoke to him.
You love her.
And so it was.
The anomalous entity affirmed this voice. It loved Marie. It longed for her and desired her. It had become a completely different being from what it was before meeting her.
This was not unusual.
The previous monsters had undergone the same transformation.
* * *
Researchers confirmed via CCTV that D-1705 was being dragged away by SCP-▉▉▉2.
Soon after, screams and obscene sounds echoed, but no one reacted. Their sole focus was on the anomalous entity.
“This is within expectations.”
Previously, SCP-▉▉▉2 had snatched D-1705 and thoroughly cleansed her. From this, they had learned that SCP-▉▉▉2 dislikes other bodily fluids being injected into D-1705.
What remained to be discovered was…
