Euphoria: A Butterfly's Dream

Subaru woke up in a white room with no memory of how he got there, save for a strange sense of deja-vu. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep after a typical day in the Miload mansion.

He panicked slightly, and then the door opened. He reunited with Emilia, along with Crusch, Priscilla, Felt, Frederica, and strangely enough, Elsa, who he thought had died in the burning mansion during the final loop. They found out that Crusch had her memories back, for whatever reason, despite what Gluttony had done to her. 

Verbal blows were exchanged between the participants. Accusations were thrown. Threats were made. And then a disembodied voice addressed them over the loudspeaker.

Prisca Benedict.

Crusch Karsten

Emilia. Just Emilia.

Frederica Baumann.

Valeria Esmerelda Lugunica. Otherwise known as Felt. Her real name being announced so suddenly and without explanation came much to her dismay. The fact that she was actually related to the Lion Kings was equally shocking.

"The game will begin with the above six people as keyholes," The voice announced.

For some reason, this all felt familiar. Far too familiar. It was strange, yet Subaru managed to piece together a thought that if he were any more confused or frightened, he might not have caught the first time.

"What about Elsa?" Subaru asked aloud.

"What about me?"

"Your name. It wasn't announced." 

Elsa's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "Still, it counted all six of us as keyholes. It used the thief girl's true name. Granhiert wasn't my original surname. Perhaps it glossed over me because it didn't know it?" she proposed.

"Maybe," Subaru muttered. He wasn't willing to take anything she said without a grain of salt. If the game knew Felt's true name, it seemed highly unlikely not to know Elsa's.

The rules of the game was announced quickly afterward, and whatever discussion of the game forgetting to mention Elsa was glossed over. Subaru would have to rape these women in order to escape this place alive.

"Refusal to participate in the game, or actions that break the rules, will result in a 'game over'. That concludes the explanation of the rules. Please use the terminal in the main room for all inquiries concerning the rules or more detailed information. The game will now begin. Please move to the main room once the lamp above the door turns green."

"This is insanity," Crusch's eyes flared with fear, anger and disgust. "Who… who would design such a horrifying game? My pride as a woman refuses to allow me to accept this!" she shouted.

"Crusch Karsten. Does this signify your refusal to participate in the game?" asked the loudspeaker.

Subaru felt a guttural instinct telling him that this was a bad idea.

"Crusch, don't!" Subaru shouted, reaching out to grab her.

"Yes! I refuse to participate in such a dehumanizing game!" Crusch declared.

The room turned black. Crusch was gone. A door opened, and Crusch was inside of that newly-opened room, behind a pane of thick glass. She was naked, stripped from head to toe, her limbs bound to a saddle with her rear hanging off the end with a pair of thick dildos forced into her holes, both of which were connected to pistons. 

Egg vibes were taped to her nipples and clit, a gag secured over her mouth with an IV in her arm, preventing her from dehydrating for the foreseeable future. There was a look of pure horror in her eyes right before the pistons turned on, churning up her insides and making her pupils roll into the back of her head.

The games had begun.

…

…

…

"I-I can't believe this is happening to us," Felt sniffled, covering her ears. They could still hear the muffles gasps and pained moans of Crusch getting filled over and over again over the loudspeaker. There was no escaping it.

Subaru went back into that room to investigate. Tried to find a way past the glass, or for any clues that might indicate what was going on. Elsa snuck in behind him, pressing her huge tits against his back. She tempted him, with her body, her voice, sweet yet poisonous, and jerked him off with those long, dexterous fingers. Her skill with a blade translated well to skill in other areas of expertise.

"If you don't want anyone to know how much you enjoy watching the thief-girl suffer, you'd best do as I ask," Elsa purred.

"Huh?" Subaru panted, his cock twitching with need in her silky smooth hand. "But isn't Crusch the one that's behind the glass?"

Elsa stopped jacking him off. 

"Uhuhu, my mistake, my mistake. I suppose you're right. It is the green-haired onee-san and not the little thief girl whose suffering turns you on," Elsa giggled.

Something was off here. How did she mistake Crusch for Felt? They looked nothing alike.

 Subaru managed to worm his way out of her grasp. Elsa let him go without much resistance, and he backed away from her, panting as he pressed his back against the glass, trying to maximize his distance away from her. 

Elsa wasn't giving him her typical neurotic smile. In fact, her expression was… deadpan.

Subaru zipped himself up, forcing his erect penis back into his pants right before Emilia stepped into the room. When she saw Subaru there, his back pressed against the glass with Elsa practically hovering over him, Emilia's gaze sharpened in a way Subaru had rarely seen before.

"What are you doing here with Subaru?" There was a venom to Emilia's voice that he didn't recognize. "Get out. Now!"

Elsa didn't bother arguing back, yet her eyes never left his, even as she left the room, passing by Emilia, who gave her a wide, cautionary berth. She looked to him with concern in her eyes, rushing to his side and grabbing him by the hand. 

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" Emilia asked, her voice filled with concern.

"No. She… didn't." Besides give him his first handjob, and a wicked case of the blue balls, but Subaru didn't feel like it was appropriate to tell Emilia that. "You scared her off, Emilia-tan."

"Well, she was barking up the wrong tree if she thought she could mess with my knight without dealing with me," Emilia huffed, pushing her chest out. 

"Emilia-tan, who besides you even says 'barking up the wrong tree' anymore in this day and age?"

"Dummy. This is serious! Don't tease me!" 

Despite this familiar and comforting banter, Subaru couldn't help but focus on the way that her long, silvery eyelashes trembled as she watched him with a worried gaze. It was beauty beyond the natural order of the world. It was as if he were an amateur artist seeing the Mona Lisa at the Louvre for the first time and realizing what the embodiment of perfection could be. Even in a situation like this, Emilia's looks managed to distract him.

"Um, sorry, but I don't know what the Louvre is. I still appreciate the compliment though, Subaru."

Just then, Subaru realized that he was so out of it that he'd said it out loud. He felt his cheeks warm up in embarrassment. "Ahaha, that was just a little joke! Nothing meant by it at all! Pretend I didn't say it!"

"Dunderhead. You're acting a bit strange, Subaru."

"Yeah. I guess my head was someplace else, sorry," said Subaru. It certainly was.

It was still focused on how Elsa's hand felt squeezing it.

He wondered how many times they'd had this conversation before. 

He wondered why Elsa thought that it was Felt stuck in the fucking machine instead of Crusch. 

He wondered why it felt like this wasn't the first time he'd been here.

"Let's get out of here. I'm sure that Crusch-san doesn't want a peanut gallery," said Subaru, grabbing Emilia by the hand and leading her out of the room. 

"What's a 'peanut gallery'?" asked Emilia, cocking her head in confusion— though not before giving one last worried glance to Crusch's sorry state on the other side of the glass. 

"Nothing. Let's go."

For whatever reason, Subaru mused. He hadn't felt all that shocked when he saw Crusch in there, either. It was what allowed him to compose himself enough to escape from Elsa's deft handjob as well. He shuddered to think what would've happened if Emilia caught him getting jerked off by Elsa of all people.

They entered what the loudspeaker called the main room, with a terminal in the center and more locked doors and a window into a room that looked much nicer than this one. Yet, Subaru couldn't help but look at that room and shiver involuntarily, and he didn't know why.

Frederica was sitting in the corner, and the two of them joined her there. The Emilia camp's skeleton crew, all huddled together for safety.

"Who are you going to pick, Subaru-sama?" asked Frederica, breaking the silence.

"That's… a hard choice," Subaru said, his voice tinged with unease. None of the options were good ones.

Emilia didn't even know how babies were made a month ago, and the fear of rushing their relationship or ruining what they had right now kept him from picking her.

Felt was fifteen, and honestly, just looking at her in that way felt wrong, even if he was only two years older than her. 

He didn't know Frederica that well. And Priscilla was… Priscilla. It would probably be traumatic for both of them if he picked her.

Which left Elsa, who was acting suspiciously, in his opinion.

"As much as I hate to say it, probably Elsa," Subaru said begrudgingly. "I hate her guts, and that's why I'm not going to feel bad if I have to do unsavory things to her. I wouldn't want to do this to anyone, but it doesn't look like we have a choice."

"She'll tear you apart, Subaru," Emilia grimaced. "It's not safe. I don't like this."

"You said that you can't use mana or your magic in this room, right?" asked Subaru. "In that case, maybe she isn't stronger than me, either. People like her generally make themselves stronger by using mana, right?"

"Yeah. Like Reinhard does," Emilia nodded. "I probably do it most of the time too, but without it, I don't feel all that strong."

Emilia clenched and unclenched her fists, as if testing her strength. 

"Right. So if Elsa isn't stronger than me, then she's not a threat," said Subaru.

"She still has the mind of a killer," Frederica warned. "I only spent a short moment with her back when she invaded the mansion, yet I remember that much about her, at least. For someone like her, it wouldn't matter if she wasn't stronger than you. Even a child can rip out an adult's throat with their teeth if they bite down hard enough. Don't underestimate her just because she's weaker than before."

If I lose my weapons, then I'll use my fangs. If I lose my fangs, then I'll use my claws. If I lose my claws, then I'll use my bones. If I lose my bones, I'll use my life. That's how a Bowel Hunter fights.

Subaru shivered as he remembered that declaration, spoken as hallowed words from Elsa. It wasn't just her physicality that was superior than his. She was willing to throw away her life. Yet, so was he, if it meant that he could protect Emilia and the others from suffering.

"I'll be fine," Subaru grit his teeth and clenched his fists. He could feel Invisible Providence coiling and winding inside of him, a dark sensation just waiting to be unleashed. "I have a trump card up my sleeve case she resists."

"That reaaaaally makes you sound like a villain, Subaru."

"Huh?! How does that make me a villain?" 

"Those scary eyes aren't helping matters, Subaru-sama."

"W-Well, neither are those sharp teeth of yours!"

Emilia pinched his ear, and Subaru realized it would've been better had he stayed quiet. 

Frederica sulked a few feet away from them, her lips closed glumly over her sharpened teeth. 

How was this fair, Subaru thought to himself ruefully. She got to make fun of his eyes. Why didn't he get to make fun of her sharp teeth? 

"Um… Subaru?" 

"Yes, Emilia-tan? You okie?"

"I'm okie. It's just… I wanted to say that, well, if you were uncomfortable with doing… whatever it is you'll have to do with Elsa, then you could…" Emilia trailed off. Subaru stared at her with rapt attention.

"It's… it's embarrassing when you look at me so intently like that," Emilia whispered. "But I was thinking… you could do it with me instead?"

Subaru's heart was beating out of his chest. Emilia couldn't meet his eyes, blushing profusely.

"If such a cute girl confesses to me out of the blue like that, I won't be able to hold myself back, you know?" Subaru uttered.

"You always have to say such ridiculous things at pivotal moments!" Emilia cried out. "Still, that's the side of Subaru that I like so much."

Like. Not love.

Subaru bit his lip, hoping that the face he was making wasn't too desperate. He really wanted to take his relationship with Emilia to the next level, but not like this. This situation was completely unromantic, and none of them had any idea what they were getting into. He couldn't risk her safety just because he was impatient with how things were going between them.

"I can't pick you for this in this scenario," Subaru finally found the courage to say. "We don't know what lies in the future yet, and it might be dangerous."

"O-Oh. Yeah, that makes sense," said Emilia, seeming dour at his response. Subaru leaned forward, his face close to her's, staring so deeply into her amethyst eyes that she couldn't look away, and then planted a kiss on her forehead.

She touched the spot that he kissed her lightly, blushing cutely. Subaru tried his best to give her a reassuring smile, but it probably looked more like an ugly grimace. "Don't worry, Emilia-tan. Whatever happens, you'll still be my number one, so no worries, OK?"

"Oh, OK," Emilia repeated hesitantly, stumbling slightly over the foreign English word Subaru had taught her. 

"If it's not that bad, I'll pick you for the next one. Promise," Subaru whispered, touching her forehead to his.

"How sweet. The half-devil and her pretender knight conspiring together in the corner," Priscilla's shrill voice chirped. Subaru growled in irritation. She needed to mind her own damn business. Subaru was about to tell her off before the loudspeaker turned on.

"Keyholes, please line up on the wall with your backs facing the wall with the lamp lit yellow within ten seconds. Unlocker, please take a position standing in front of them. Ten… nine… eight…"

Time was up. Subaru wondered just what he was getting himself into with this one. The girls hurriedly lined up, with Subaru standing before them. He sweat nervously, feeling their gazes as he looked back. This lineup felt dehumanizing, as if he were somehow appraising them here like animals at a county fair.

"Turn one. Assign a keyhole. Thirty seconds will be provided for the assignment of a keyhole. Unlocker, please choose one keyhole within the allotted time. If a keyhole is not assigned within the allotted time, the game will end." 

The timer started counting down.

Alright, time to do this. Subaru took a deep breath and closed his eyes, steeling his resolve. "I pick Elsa," Subaru declared.

"Keyhole identified. Unlocker and keyhole, please move from the main room to the designated room. If either keyhole or unlocker is not in the room within ten seconds, it is assumed that the keyhole is refusing to play the game, and will receive a game over."

Subaru noted that the rules seemed to be biased in his favor. Or the unlocker's favor, which just so happened to be him, and wondered why that was. If he refused to enter the designated room, the keyhole would be punished on his behalf. 

As much as he wished to see Elsa in the same predicament that currently befell Crusch, he needed her in case this game was absolutely fucked and they needed someone expendable to take the burden from everyone else.

Elsa stepped forward confidently, not a shred of discomfort or fear in those dead, soulless eyes.

"Well then, shall we?" she giggled, offering her arm as a gentleman might for a lady. Subaru ignored her, making his way over to the door that had just opened up with Elsa in tow behind him. Still, he didn't want his back turned to her. He stopped right before he reached the door.

"Ladies first," said Subaru, beckoning her to enter the room.

"Why, it would be my pleasure." Something about Elsa's empty smile was so familiar, yet unnerving. She stepped into the room, and Subaru followed after her, glaring daggers into her back.

He felt the presence of his Authority, Invisible Providence, and was ready to unleash it if she tried anything as the door closed behind them, locking them inside. He didn't care if the recoil made him want to scratch his eyes out. He wasn't about to let her take him out again.

"Relax. It wouldn't be in my best interest to oppose you right now." Elsa's words were hardly reassuring. "Look over there." She pointed.

Subaru followed her finger, seeing the unlock conditions for the first time, written in red light projected onto the wall. 

KEYHOLE: VAGINA, BREASTS, MOUTH

TIMES TO EJACULATE: FOUR

LOCATION: INSIDE, CLEAVAGE, MOUTH

METHOD: HARD

SPECIAL CONDITION: TITTYFUCKING

By the time Subaru turned back to look at Elsa, she'd already discarded her robe and was advancing upon him swiftly.

His feet never felt so clumsy before in his life. Subaru backed into the wall behind him, a shiver running down his spine as Elsa closed the distance. Subaru couldn't help but fix his eyes on the cutout in her dress, the long stretch of visible, creamy skin between her gravity-defying melons and her belly-button. 

The way that the fabric of the dress clung to her curves looked as if they were glued on. She must've been E, no, F cups, easy.

Her hand darted out to his waistband before he could even react, tugging down his pants and underwear in a single fluid motion, allowing his cock to swing out. Despite how quickly things were unfolding, he was already getting hard, his gargantuan cock inflating with blood. Elsa dropped to her knees, throwing her black hair over her shoulder and hefting her large, milky tits.

"Wait! This – this is way too sudden!" Subaru stammered nervously.

Elsa simply gave him an inquisitive look. "Isn't it more productive if we're both willing participants? You were the one who picked me, after all. I assumed this wouldn't be an issue. Besides, men love breasts, don't they?"

She grabbed his cock roughly, pointing it into the valley of her cleavage, which she held tightly with an arm across her chest, before pushing her pale breasts down onto his cock. Engulfing the tip, and then everything else.

Holy… fuck.

Subaru gasped at the sensation of his cock getting sandwiched by an abundance of soft flesh, trapped between a wall and a soft place. 

Elsa held him there as she drew out a bottle of lube. She must have gotten it from the box in the center of the room. She drizzled it generously over her tits and into her cleavage, making her pale skin shiny and oily. It was a slick and cold sensation as it seeped into her cleavage, at least in comparison to Subaru's burning hot shaft.

"I take it you wanted an encore of what we were doing before being so rudely interrupted by the half-devil?" Elsa purred. Her voice made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Don't you dare fucking call her that," Subaru seethed. "Emilia is a better woman than you'll ever be."

"Oh, that wounds my maidenly heart," Elsa sniffled. Subaru scoffed in response. 

Like Elsa ever even had a heart to begin with. She made up for it with the size of her tits, which were comparable to Priscilla's, slick and squishy around his length, but her lack of an admirable personality meant that her body was the only thing she had going for her.

"Maybe I can make it up to you with this?" Elsa suggested, squeezing her tits together with her hands such that they molded against his cock. The tip, red and angry and pulsating, just barely poked out the top, a true testament to how endowed Elsa was. 

She tested him by rubbing her tits on either side of his shaft, forcing a gasp out of his lips. There was no denying how pleasurable this was. Her tits were milking him, and without any experience to draw back to besides his own right hand, he was going to lose himself soon if she kept this up.

Elsa pushed her breasts all the way down to the base before sliding it back up again, slowly, letting him languish in the feeling of her creamy skin. Biting his lip, Subaru told himself that the only reason he was feeling this way was because he was a virgin. 

Losing his virginity to her tits, however, was a sacrifice he was willing to make if it meant saving the rest of them.

"How is it? My ti-tty fu-cking?" Elsa asked, drawing out each syllable of her words. Subaru's toes curled inside of his sneakers as he tried desperately to hold on. "Both your dick and your body are shivering in excitement. I can tell. I can feel it, after all~"

"Don't… don't get so full of yourself," Subaru panted, grabbing onto her shoulders. He needed to take control of this situation. He was a man, dammit! 

"I'm…" He thrust his dick deep into that milky valley of titty flesh. "Gonna punish these lewd breasts… with my cock… these shameless tits!"

He shakily jerked his hips back and forth, on the brink of losing himself on the third stroke, before holding still, gasping for breath and trying to bring himself back under control. It would be humiliating to shoot his load so early and so easily, but it was no use— Elsa's tittyfucking just felt too damn good.

"Something wrong? Not gonna move your hips anymore?" Elsa chirped. She jerked him off with her F-cup breasts, the bottoms of them slapping against his thighs loudly. Subaru couldn't hold back anymore, tearing away the sides of Elsa's dress and letting her nipples flop out. 

Without her breasts to hold onto, her entire dress fell to her feet, leaving her in a pair of semi-transparent black tights from the waist down and arm sleeves. His eyes widened, taking in the first sight of bare breasts he'd ever seen before in his life. He buried his hands into them, feeling her nipples between his fingers.

That was enough to push him over the edge. "Fuck!" Subaru cursed, blowing the first shot of his load onto Elsa's chin. She hardly even flinched as the next shot splattered over her neck, before Subaru pulled his cock out slightly, firing thick spurts of semen right in between her breasts. It felt warm and sticky as he clenched onto Elsa's shoulders for support. "These… these fucking tits…" Subaru gasped, trying and failing to catch his breath.

It was a more powerful orgasm than he ever could achieve with a doujin and his right hand. For an inexperienced virgin like himself, it was more than he could handle. He hadn't raped her. Far from it, it was as if she was in control the entire time.

"You let out quite a bit, didn't you?" Elsa smiled viciously, pulling away from him. Subaru was too out of breath to even respond. His cock, still sensitive from how thoroughly he was drained, was dragged from that sticky embrace, his penis still covered in lube and semen. 

Elsa pulled her tits apart, letting him see just how much he'd shot into her cleavage. Thick strands of cum clung between her breasts – a spiderweb of semen stretching across her cleavage. 

Elsa stood up, and before he knew it, Subaru was turned around, his hands planted on the wall and his legs spread wide. Looking down, below his cock he could see Elsa's tits, squeezed together and poking out from between his legs. She pushed them up, sinking his dick back into the warm embrace of her tits from underneath. 

It was like getting a slick, sticky hug.

"Hold on tight," Elsa whispered. Subaru felt something soft and wet pressing against his asshole. His eyes widened in shock. Was that – her tongue?!

A wanton moan escaped from his lips as he felt her tongue pushing its way through the puckered rim of his asshole and diving deep into his anus with reckless abandon. It felt like something was crawling inside of his ass, curling inside of him. He couldn't help but push backwards into it.

It was such a strange sensation that he didn't know if he even enjoyed it, but even as she ate his asshole out relentlessly, her breasts jerked him off from underneath, like she was milking an oversized udder with her tits. 

His lower body, assaulted on two fronts, couldn't handle the intense pleasure that was being inflicted upon him. Her tongue. Her tits. The fact that she was in complete control as she milked him for all he was worth was draining him quickly. Subaru came again, moaning out shamelessly, as her tongue pressed against the spot in his anus closest to his prostate, spurting cum into her tits once more.

Subaru pressed his forehead against the cool white wall, desperately trying to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling as Elsa once again pulled away from him, leaving him sticky and with a small puddle of semen underneath where he stood where it dripped out from between her tits. His asshole clung to her tongue as she pulled her mouth away from him, leaving a smooch on his asshole as if to say goodbye. If her plan was to drain him him to death, it was working. 

"We're only halfway done and you already look like you're going to collapse," Elsa commented. "Wow, you really made a lot of penis milk come out this time, hmm? Still, a little disappointing for you to be worn out so quickly."

Subaru wondered how she could be so full of herself after tonguing his ass so thoroughly, but honestly, his head felt so hazy that he couldn't care. His knees buckled. 

Subaru found himself sitting up against the wall, trying his best to stay upright as Elsa laid flat on top of his lap. She was tittyfucking him again. It felt like she barely gave him a minute of rest and respite before assaulting him with her breasts again. He felt as if she was raping him with her tits. 

Despite that, he couldn't help but get hard again quickly. It had been quite a while since he'd been able to… attend to himself down there, so every orgasm felt overwhelmingly powerful. The fact that it was Elsa, this murderer, doing this to him only made things worse.

"I'm getting a bit tired of this. How annoying," Elsa said, her face stoic. "Perhaps this might speed things up a bit?"

Her lips parted as she leaned into her own cleavage, towards the thick crown of his cock poking out the top. With those pink, soft-looking lips, she took him into her mouth.

"Holy shit!" Subaru hissed between gritted teeth. Warm lips and an even warmer mouth wrapped around his cockhead. Her tongue, wet and soft, danced over the fleshy bulb, tasting him and bathing the cockhead with warm spit. She held onto the head of his cock with her mouth while continuing to jerk the shaft with her boobs. The inner walls of her mouth were closing in on him as she sucked, hollowing out her cheeks.

Fuck. This was… incredible. Intoxicating, even. Subaru could see now why people were so obsessed with sex. He hadn't even come in her pussy yet, and couldn't even imagine how much better that would feel. This was enough for him. If for the rest of his life, he could be stroked off by a pair of tits into a mouth like this, he would die satisfied.

He couldn't look away, caught in her liliac gaze like a deer in headlights. 

Couldn't ignore the way those glossy lips stretched tightly around his frenulum. 

Couldn't help but notice how she held her nipples between her middle and index fingers, her hands sunk deep into her own breasts as she squished her tits around him tightly.

Couldn't help but cum.

He blew his load into her mouth, throwing his head back and rutting his hips into the underside of her breasts with short, jerky thrusts. His hands clamped onto either side of her skull, holding her mouth there on his cock, afraid that if he didn't, she might pull away, and he needed to blow his load into her mouth. 

Needed her to swallow. 

Thankfully, she didn't resist, but if she did, Subaru wouldn't have hesitated for a second to use Invisible Providence to force her mouth back down onto his cock. He wondered what that said about his willingness to use such a corruptive power for such a primal need. Subaru forced himself to look back down and watched some of his cum bubble past Elsa's lips and dribble down her chin, her cheeks ballooning with the size of his load. With no room left in her mouth, Subaru watched as her throat began to bob, swallowing his cum.

Each and every spurt of cum was gulped down, drawing out more of his essense until he had nothing left to give. When his orgasm finally trickled off, he ran out of energy, slumping against the wall even more. His grip on her head loosened, and gently, Elsa pulled her mouth off the sensitive tip, before opening her mouth wide, showing him that she'd swallowed all of it. 

Elsa wiped her chin with the back of her hand, collecting what had managed to dribble past her lips. She licked the slimy cum off of it, dragging her tongue from her wrist to the tips of her fingers. She gave him a satisfied smirk, holding the very tip of her tongue in the corner of her mouth, and it caused a shiver to run down his spine. 

It reminded him of something. He just couldn't remember what. He'd have to think about that one later.

Elsa wasn't finished yet, though. She crawled up his body, her ever-smiling face getting closer to his. He felt like a prey animal caught in her gaze, unable to escape. A gazelle that had already been half-mauled to death. There was nowhere to escape to as he shrunk up against the wall.

"My, oh my, weren't you the one who was supposed to rape me?" Elsa asked, grabbing the tab of the zipper to his jacket. She pulled it down slowly, and when the jacket was unzipped, she slid a hand up his shirt, feeling his abs, running her fingers over his stomach.

"Ah, if only," Elsa sighed in languish. "Unfortunately, it'll have to wait, won't it? It would satisfy me temporarily to see what colors you're holding deep inside, along with that maid and those royal candidates, but we wouldn't be able to leave then, would we? We'll just have to be patient until then."

"You won't be allowed to touch any of them, Elsa," Subaru sneered. "I would stake my life on it."

"Then I'll just have to sate myself with this." Elsa crouched over his cock, tearing a hole into her tights that quickly turned into a circle of exposed, pale flesh around her pelvis. "There's one last unlocking condition. And that's for you to fill me with your semen. Right inside my pussy."

She pulled aside a G-string that she wore underneath, exposing her lower lips. Then she spread them, like a flower petal, with two fingers. Subaru guessed it was because it was more convenient in combat to wear minimalist underwear, but it was still shocking to see someone, even her, wearing something so risqué. Even before pulling it aside, the G-string didn't even cover her pubic hair, peeking out from around the elastic.

Elsa grabbed his cock, aiming it straight at her pussy. It was a shockingly pink color compared to her pale skin. It made her pubic hair stand out as well, as dark as it was. 

Subaru's breath caught in his throat. This was his first time seeing a pussy in real life and not in a porn video. This would also be his first time inside of a pussy. Cumming inside of one. It was going to be like this. He was going to lose his virginity like this. 

The first woman to kill him would also be the first woman whose pussy he would be inside of. Already drained to this degree, slumped against a wall like this, helpless to do anything to stop it. All he could hope for was that he still had at least one last shot left in him. 

He told himself that it was only because of Elsa's bombshell of a body, that pale white skin like porcelain, those curly dark locks, those lewd tits and that sultry look in his eyes that he was enjoying this so much. It was biological, he told himself. That it was better for him to be sacrificing himself like this than letting anyone else suffer.

Elsa slowly lowered herself until Subaru's cockhead made contact with the lips to her pussy. 

Spreading them out. 

They parted widely for him. It was hot and wet and warm— he could tell that much without even properly penetrating her yet. Elsa held still.

There was only a slight moment's hesitation before she plunged herself down, taking over half his length in a single stroke. Her pussy swallowed his length like it was nothing. He slid in so easily he thought she was sucking him in. But this was way better than tittyfucking, or even the preview Elsa gave him to a blowjob. This… this was something else entirely.

"That's it," Elsa panted. The first indication she'd given so far that any of this was even remotely affecting her. "You're… you're inside me now."

He felt something trickling down his shaft. For a moment, he thought Elsa wet herself, but when Subaru glanced down and watched as Elsa lifted her hips up, he saw blood, shimmering in the fluorescent lighting, smeared there on his shaft.

"You were a virgin too?" Subaru whispered. 

It made her seem even more inhuman, to have done all that without any experience. It was as though none of this affected her. 

"Doubting a maiden's purity is rather rude, you know." 

Subaru looked back up and saw that Elsa had bitten her lip, her face scrunched ever-so-slightly. Now that he had a moment to process the image before him, he could see that she was quivering on top of him, just ever so slightly. 

It didn't break his image of her as a cold-hearted bitch. Nor did it make her insides feel any less warm and inviting, but it did give him pause for just a moment.

Elsa began to ride him, with slow rocking motions of her hips. Her insides felt like they were massaging his cock. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and dragging her tongue up the side of his cheek, over his ears, like she was marking him with her saliva.

Pressing her lips against his, kissing him deeply, her tongue invaded his mouth. It felt like his entire body was getting suffocated by this woman. Subaru was starting to feel lightheaded by the time she broke the kiss. She buried her face in his shoulder, her light panting audible as she slammed her hips down onto his cock.

"Hah. Hah. Where's all that hesitance now, hm? Despite – hah, your attitude towards me, it seems like our bodies… are rather compatible."

"I'm more compatible… with the Witch of Envy than you, you psycho bitch," Subaru panted.

"Oh? Then why are you thrusting into me?" Subaru hadn't realized he was, but now that she mentioned it, he was bouncing her in his lap. He'd started moving without even realizing it. Subaru clenched his eyes shut in angry shame. 

He could feel Emilia's gaze on him from the cameras, and hoped that she would forgive him. It was only Elsa's body that he was attracted to. Even if his flesh had yielded to Elsa, his heart belonged to Emilia.

At least, that was what he told himself.

"Ah! Guh! Agh!" Subaru grunted with each stroke. He couldn't pretend that he wasn't enjoying this anymore. Elsa's body was just too much. His hands sunk into the meaty deposits of her ass, holding on for dear life. It pained him to admit it, but he was trying his best not to cum. He didn't want this experience to end just yet. But that wasn't up to him. The pressure building up in his loins was too great. 

"I-I'm gonna cum!"

"Inside! Insid–" Elsa's last word was cut off with a guttural, low moan, feeling Subaru's cum shooting inside of her, filling her womb. Her back curled, their sweaty bodies peeling away from each other as Subaru pushed his hips up and squeezed her ass down onto his cock, desperate to get even a fraction of an inch further into this wanton whore. 

Her insides squeezed against his shaft, milking him for all he was worth, and Subaru could feel his muscles straining to pour every fluid ounce he could into this whore. Elsa dressed like a slut, so he was going to paint her walls white like a slut. Even though he couldn't get any deeper, he jutted his hips upward. Even after he was done cumming, his cock continued to bulge and twitch inside of her.

And then, all at once, the strength left his body, and Subaru went limp underneath her.

The loudspeaker chimed. The level was clear. 

His mind went blank, and then the next thing he knew, Subaru was on his knees, pounding Elsa's pale ass from behind in the shower. 

Huh? What am I doing? 

His hips continued to rock mindlessly into hers, as if they had a mind of their own. Her back was toned – smooth. The subtle curve of her shoulder blades. Her black hair, soaked with water and stuck to her skin. It was mesmerizing.

This pussy… this pussy. He could fuck it forever. 

Isn't the trial over?

Subaru grabbed her arms, pulling them backwards and making her chest jut out. Elsa let out a pleasured wail as Subaru hammered away at her cunt. Already full of cum, slick and sticky inside, it felt almost as good as the first time, if not better.

Why am I still doing this with Elsa? I… I hate her. I hate her, so why am I…

He let out another load, joining what he'd already packed into her hungry womb. Elsa let out a cry that echoed on the tiled walls. Both their knees went out, and Subaru fell on top of Elsa's cushiony body, his chin rested over her shoulder as they gasped and panted together on the bathroom's tiled floor.

Elsa felt so soft. Her body was like a big cushion. His cock was still inside of her, swimming in a pool of his own jizz, and he couldn't help but continue to jerk his hips into her. The hot shower pounded their bodies with water relentlessly. 

Fuuuuuck.

Subaru didn't know how long they spent like that. He didn't even know if it was real or not, because before he knew it, he was back in the main room. He couldn't even think. Couldn't hear anything that anyone said, it was like trying to hear someone underwater.

"-ubaru. Subaru!" 

"Huh?"

Snap back to reality. 

The shapes and colors in his vision slowly began to have meaning once more. He was sitting against the wall. When he turned his head, he saw Emilia sitting next to him.

"Emilia… how long have I been sitting here?"

Emilia furrowed her cute little eyebrows in confusion. "You've been sitting here for half an hour. You said hello to me when you left that room. We had an entire conversation. You don't remember any of that?"

"No."

"You're acting all discombobulated, but that's just something that I've gotten used to about you, Subaru." 

"Emilia," Subaru stared at her for a second, unsure of what to say, so he just went for the lowest hanging fruit. "Nobody says 'discombobulated' anymore."

Emilia smacked him lightly on the shoulder, telling him not to tease her so easily.

They've said some iteration of these words so many times now that it felt like they were just going through the motions. Emilia seemed content to play along, however, as if their banter provided a sense of normalcy in a situation that lay outside the realm of what normal was supposed to be.

 Subaru glanced at Elsa, who had what looked like the slightest blush on her cheeks, but it also could've been a trick of the light. Her lips curled ever so slightly. Their eyes might've met for a moment, but Subaru couldn't be sure. 

"'Maiden'," Subaru muttered.

"What's that, Subaru?" Emilia asked.

"When has she ever talked like that before?" Subaru stared at Elsa, and for a second, it looked like her hair flashed white. He blinked, and then it was that same ebony color that it always was.

Maybe he was just going crazy in here.

"Emilia-sama, I think Subaru-sama just needs some space. He's been through, quite an ordeal, it seems," said Frederica.

"Yeah. Yeah. I just… I need a minute to think, is all. Thanks."

Emilia looked like she wanted to say something, but didn't. She sat on the floor, her knees drawn up to her chest, and Subaru was grateful for the silence. It wasn't as if he didn't love the sound of Emilia's voice, it was just… there was something off about this place. He didn't know what. Something about this felt familiar.

Subaru couldn't help but replay the events that had just occurred in his head. The way that Elsa licked the cum off the back of her hand. It was eerily similar to a stunt that Echidna pulled once, back in the witch's graveyard.

"I'm going to pick Elsa again," Subaru declared. 

"What? Why?" Emilia asked.

"There's something I need to do. Something I need to confirm," said Subaru. "It's just a hunch. But I think that there's more than meet the eye here. And I think if I spend more time with Elsa, I can figure it out."

It didn't sound very convincing, and if he were in Emilia's shoes, he would start getting suspicious that Subaru was going for round two. He didn't have concrete proof yet. Just… coincidences. Happenstance. They might mean something, they might not, but if they meant something, he could blow this entire thing wide open.

Emilia gave a solemn but determined nod. "Okay. I trust you, Subaru. You've always pulled through before."

Subaru let out a shuddering sigh of relief. "Thank you, Emilia. I'm going to get us out of here."

He spent the next hour glancing occasionally at Elsa, making small talk with Emilia and Frederica, and waiting for the clock to roll down to zero. When everyone lined up, Subaru picked Elsa again. Priscilla made some disparaging comment about wanting seconds, but it rolled right off of him. Nothing she said mattered right now. All that mattered is the truth.

The door closed behind them as they walked in.

KEYHOLE: VAGINA, ANUS, MOUTH

TIMES TO EJACULATE: FOUR

"Nobody can hear anything we say in here, right?" asked Subaru.

"Of course not." Elsa replied, sliding up to him. She invaded his personal space with ease, slipping a hand into his waistband and stroking his cock. Despite his reservations, Subaru was growing hard in her silky touch. "Just get hard so that we can get this over with."

"Awfully confident, considering that you've never had the chance to sit out a round yet," Subaru bit his lip, trying to keep his voice steady as she ran her fingers over him. "For all you know, they could be broadcasting our voices right now."

"The rules stated that no audio would be played," Elsa stated. Subaru bit his lip. Audio. She shouldn't know that word.

"You've slipped up," said Subaru. "Come on. If this room isn't playing any sound, there's no point in lying anymore. You're exposed."

Her hand grasped his length tightly.

"And what is it that you think that you've uncovered, hm?" 

Subaru bit his lip, hoping that he wasn't wrong. It was unimaginable, but it was the only way it made sense. It was unlikely that they had been isekaied back to his world, but the technology present in this room didn't exist in the world he'd been transported to. So that left only a few other options.

"You're Echidna," Subaru stated. "And this… this is some kind of mental landscape. Like the witch's tea party."

"Is that your final answer?" Elsa whispered. Her grip on his shaft tightened, like she was about to squeeze it off.

Subaru winced slightly, and nodded his head. 

Elsa smiled at him.

Her grip loosened to the point that it was comfortable, and began to jerk him off in slow, massaging motions. Her other hand slipped into his pants as well, massaging his balls.

"Congratulations, Natsuki Subaru. You're the first one to get this far." Subaru blinked, and when he opened his eyes, Elsa was gone. Echidna had taken her place. 

"Gah!" Subaru took a step back, causing Echidna to let go of his cock. Echidna smirked, standing there nonchalantly, as if she had been there the whole time. Her porcelain skin and white hair almost blended in with the white walls behind her.

"How did you figure me out?" asked Echidna. "I thought I did a good job of concealing my identity."

"You answer my questions first," Subaru growled. "You have a lot of explaining to do."

"Fine, fine, that's fair, I suppose," Echidna sighed, crossing her arms and leaning back against the wall. "You deserve at least a small reward for your deductions. What do you want to know?"

Subaru bit his lip. He had plenty of questions, but there was no telling if he was going to get all of them answered. "What is this place, and how did you get us here?"

"I created this place. It doesn't have a name, but it's similar to the Witch's graveyard in concept. It's part of my Authority, you could say, which is why Authorities work here, but there is no mana or spirits," said Echidna. 

"As for how I got you here, I have a form that I managed to take after you released the Sanctuary. From there, it wasn't outside of my capabilities to find and capture you. Well, almost all of you. I suspect that a troublemaker was preventing me from getting my hands on Anastasia Hoshin, but that's another story."

Subaru grit his molars tightly at the idea of Echidna running amok in the outside world. It was something that he could at least look out for, now. "Then why did you bother with all of this? With bringing us here?"

"I would prefer if we exchanged information freely. That way, we can mutually benefit. There's knowledge that I'm interested in that only you can provide, after all," said Echidna.

"What's the point? You can see into my memories anyway," Subaru spat. 

"I can see your memories, but the inner workings of your mind, your reasoning, your deductive process, is unreachable to me," said Echidna. "The only way for me to access that is to hear it from you directly."

Dealing with a witch was always a risk, but it seemed relatively trivial information to give her in exchange for the questions burning in his mind. 

"Fine. What do you want to know?" Subaru asked begrudgingly.

"How did you figure out that I was Elsa?"

"…I saw Elsa burn to death before my eyes," Subaru said hesitantly. "Considering the fact that she didn't regenerate and attack us, I could tell that was the end of it for her."

Subaru continued. "Besides that, some of your mannerisms were off. As far as I could tell, Elsa didn't have a sex drive if it didn't relate to bowels. She might've acted like a whore, but she was a whore for guts and viscera, not cock. You got that aspect of her completely off base. Then there was the fact that the loudspeaker didn't announce her name. It was like you forgot about her. That made her stand out. You wouldn't bother announcing yourself, if you already knew who you were pretending to be. The way that you licked your hand and your vocabulary wasn't something I could ignore either. Besides, this place is something that only you could possibly create."

"Still, it's all based off a hunch," Echidna mused. "Well, I suppose this means that when you aren't flustered in the early trials, you keep your head much more firmly on your shoulders than you do otherwise. Hints become a lot harder to ignore."

"What do you mean by that?" Subaru demanded. "You act as if this isn't the first time you've seen this happen."

"Is that your question?" asked Echidna.

Subaru nodded stiffly. 

"This isn't the first time this has happened," said Echidna. "This is but one of many sets of trials. I reset your memories each time and ran it again to see the results. This is just the first time you've seen through my disguise. Now for my question."

"Wait! What the fuck?!" Subaru blurted out. His mind was racing at the information presented.

"Is that your question?"

"No!"

"Then it's my turn," Echidna smirked. "You lost my favor at the graveyard. This is me treating you fairly in return, so don't get uppity with me. If you wanted to know everything you've ever wanted to know, you should have taken my hand all the way back then. You wouldn't be in this situation now if you did."

"Fine. What's your question?" Subaru groused.

"What were your initial thoughts about this place?" asked Echidna. "Be honest now."

"Are we just making small talk now?" Subaru frowned, but answered anyway. Not like he had many options. "Um… I thought that it seemed odd that the screens showed the instructions in both Japanese characters and Lugunican glyphs. The technology isn't of this world, and of the people I know who could potentially know both, you're the only one who can pull a stunt like this."

"Who else knows both Japanese and Lugunican?" Echidna asked eagerly.

"Not telling until you answer my next question." 

Echidna pouted. 

"That's not gonna work on me. I already know that you don't really feel upset or anything resembling a real emotion," said Subaru.

"I'd be a fool if I didn't at least try," said Echidna with a grin. "I know all about your soft spot for girls who act like innocent maidens. Now, what's your question?"

"Why did you do this?" Subaru demanded.

"Hmm…" Echidna put a finger on her chin. "It's a long explanation."

"I'm ready for it," said Subaru. He'd listened to her rant for ten minutes straight before in the Witch's graveyard. There was nothing she could say here that could top that. 

Echidna took a deep breath.

"Well, initially I was intrigued by Return by Death's mechanisms. It never allows for two identical loops, even if the information you have doesn't change. Sometimes this is due to the increase in miasma you have upon Returning by Death, but even when that isn't relevant, two loops cannot be the same. 

It's intriguing and infuriating at the same time, because it means that even with the same initial conditions, the result varies. It's completely unscientific! So I decided that it would be of the utmost importance to try to further understand Return by Death and how it influences reality. 

I wanted to isolate Return by Death from you, Natsuki Subaru, by seeing what would happen if you were made to undergo the same scenario over and over again, without your memories, in a controlled environment. Surprisingly enough, the same phenomena occurred. No two sets of trials were identical. Sometimes you became a monster, taking advantage of the situation to your heart's content. Other times, you stayed rational and sympathetic to the plight of your fellow captives. Nothing changed between trials. Of course, I varied some of them to see what would happen, after establishing that fact.

Even stranger still, it seems like pieces of your memories from other timelines jumped to this one. It should be impossible. Yet it appears as if Return by Death is not merely an Authority that allows you to reset the world when you die. It allows you to challenge and oppose the idea of fate itself, the idea that with the same initial conditions, the outcome will always be the same. It's a marvelous ability. Truly marvelous indeed. 

As for the reason why this game was built like this to begin with, if I'm being honest, I wanted to see what you would do. See if your dark desires or altruism would win out in the end. It turned out to be a roughly 70/30 split, if case you were wondering, but I was surprised by the number of trials where it seemed as though all hope was lost for you and then you regained your humanity at the end. I wonder what that says about you. 

Regardless, I wanted to punish you, and that half-devil whore as well. Yes, it's not a particularly flattering explanation, but it's the truth. Those who were selected were intended to drive a wedge between you. The royal candidates were selected because I assumed that Emilia would take issue with you bedding her political rivals. I chose the half-breed to cause turmoil within your camp. I chose Elsa because it was a familiar face, one to keep you on your toes. Although that may have backfired in the long run." 

Her lips twisted into a wicked smile as she spoke, and Subaru could see that glimmer in her eye that promised that nothing but horrible things would happen to him. His body felt heavy, and he was reminded of the true scale of how horrifying this woman was. 

"I need… to know. Just how many loops did I experience?" Subaru asked weakly. Echidna closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"I can give you a freebie here, since it really isn't that consequential how many loops there were exactly. The answer is three-hundred and fifty-seven."

Three-hundred and fifty-seven. The number echoed in his mind. It was an unimaginable number for Subaru, who had only experienced the world resetting less than twenty times now. What was more upsetting was that he didn't remember any of them.

"I need my memories back," Subaru said quietly. "I need to know… just what I did. So that I can know to what extent I need to apologize for what I did in those forgotten loops."

Echidna cocked her head to the side. "Are you sure? It might be traumatic for you. It will feel as if you're seeing the world through the eyes of alternative Natsuki Subarus."

"Compared to dying over and over again, I think I can handle it."

"Well, I can't return all of them. That much information would fry your brain. But I can give you some choice selections, along with the last loop. That should be enough to catch you up to speed. But it's still quite a bit of information."

"That should be plenty." 

Echidna shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, don't say that I didn't warn you." Echidna snapped her fingers, and that was the last thing Subaru heard.

The information hit him like a garbage truck. He might have screamed, but he wasn't sure. 

These memories.

They felt like they belonged to him, but at the same time, they felt like they belonged to other Natsuki Subarus. 

He saw it through their eyes. His eyes. His body. He could feel everything. The sensations of their pussies. The emotions of Natsuki Subaru's past. Pity. Guilt. Anger. Lust. Satisfaction. The desire to ruin something. He could feel all of it, see all of it. But it was as though another Natsuki Subaru was controlling his body.

He raped Crusch.

He raped Emilia.

He raped Felt.

He raped Priscilla.

He raped Frederica.

Over and over and over again, in every way imaginable. 

He and Emilia took turns pissing in Priscilla's mouth, forcing her to drink their urine. 

Felt had rebelled against the system instead of Crusch, and was punished for it. She was left in the same room that Crusch was in, with dildos pistoning in and out of her body. 

Elsa, no, Echidna, had jerked him off in that room. Kissed him in front of Emilia. Driven a wedge between them. Isolated him, and made him desperate to do whatever he thought was necessary in order to win her back. It made so much more sense now that he had the answer. She was constantly trying to goad him on, trying to instigate things so that he would go along with the game. All to see what he would do.

Frederica at one point shunned him, and then became his confidant when Emilia became a slut that got off at watching him violate other women, when this became known to all.

The scenarios were similar, yet different, occurring over and over again. Sometimes the only difference was how he behaved. Sometimes someone else behaved differently. Seeing himself make different choices, noticing different things and coming up with different logics and courses of action was astounding. They were all him, and yet things turned out differently every time.

Once, Felt was electrocuted instead of being put into a fucking machine. 

Once, it was Priscilla, artificial cocks plugging up her holes for refusing to submit to such humiliations. 

Once, it was – it was – it was…

Reality returned to Subaru in an instant. He was in the white room again. Not that he'd ever left. The side of his body pressed against the floor. He was curled up into a fetal position. He'd raped them so many times. There were even more times that he would never be able to remember. A tear crawled down his cheek.

"You turned me into a monster," Subaru whispered. 

"Everything you did, you chose of your own free will," Echidna retorted bluntly. "The unlocking conditions were algorithmically generated. Each trial had two potential unlocking conditions based on appealing what you most and least desired, and then randomly selecting one of the two. If you wanted to degrade Priscilla and you did, then that was your fault." 

It was like she was a mechanic explaining how a car engine worked, and not a monster describing a white hellscape of her own creation.

Echidna then bent down, placing a hand on his shoulder in a facsimile of what 'comforting' was supposed to be like.

Her palm was cold.

"It was your heart that did this to them, Natsuki Subaru," Echidna whispered. 

…

…

…

An unknowable amount of time passed. The only sound he could hear were his own sobs.

…

…

…

"...What are you going to do now?" Subaru finally croaked. "Are you going to let us go?"

"Hmm?" Echidna had her arms crossed, leaning against the door for support. It was like she'd forgotten that he was even in the room, lost in her own little world. "I still haven't exhausted the possibilities yet. Now that I know you can find out my identity, that leads to a branch of potential outcomes that I have yet to research. It takes me some time to restore my disguise and reset your memories, which is why I need you to sit there and be quiet for a few minutes. It takes a lot of concentration to run this simulation, after all."

Subaru slowly pushed himself to his feet. His body was wracked with heavy breathing, his entire body still shaking. An idea was forming in his head.

"Oh? I didn't realize that you'd have the strength to stand after what you experienced. Just be patient. Resetting this is going to take time, considering that you broke through the illusion so early. It's a lot harder than it looks to do all of this." said Echidna.

"To hell with that." 

"Grhp!"

His hands snatched at her throat. It brought Subaru a dull satisfaction to see her smug expression twist into discomfort.

"L-Let me go." Echidna wheezed.

"So, this hurts you, huh?" asked Subaru. "I guess even someone as cold-hearted as you can feel pain." 

Echidna put her hands onto his wrists, trying to pull his fingers away from her neck. His grip tightened, and he picked her up. It was shockingly easy. Echidna spasmed from the lack of oxygen, her dainty feet kicking the air under her. They hit his ankles, but Subaru didn't feel any pain from it.

"Huh. So you're physically weak if you aren't taking on the form of someone else, aren't you?" Subaru snarled.

He dropped her, and Echidna fell to her knees, hacking and coughing. She'd hardly had time to catch her breath before she heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down. When she looked back up, a monstrously thick slab of cock meat slapped onto her face, the balls hanging below her chin and the shaft extending past her forehead. She could feel a vein pulsating against her skin from its heavy underside. Her eyes widened in shock. 

Oh dear Dragon.

"If you aren't letting us out of here, then I'm going to make you." Subaru hissed, grabbing a handful of her long white hair. "And I'm gonna do it just the way you taught me."