The Mist 2: Rescue Operations
Chapter 34: U-556, U-81, U-73
One of the inherent disadvantages that Ship-Girls found themselves facing in the mist, was their limited line-of-sight.
For individuals accustomed to fighting at anywhere from a few hundred metres up to twenty kilometres away, fighting within melee range, even in their human forms, was still hard to get used to for many. Some tried to overcome this weakness by training in their melee weapons, such as Bismarck, or had a doctrine of fighting in closer quarters that relied more on their superhuman strength, such as Maya and Kinu.
However with all of that, fighting with limited line-of-sight wasn't something any amount of melee training could overcome. When monsters could close distances in a matter of seconds you often had only one shot to kill the monster before they were upon you, and with the supernatural ease at which they cleaved through their rigging, close quarters became a death sentence for many. Or rather a fate worse than death, for some.
Enterprise, though, had spent two weeks in the mist. She had more than enough time to accustom herself to such fighting methods.
Which came in handy for leading Corruption away from Richelieu's hull and onto dry land.
''Mn-!''
Shells exploded to Enterprise's right, courtesy of the possessed Jeanne d'Arc – the blonde maiden delirious under Corruption's spell, doing as the being ordered without a second of self-awareness or thought. The thought made Enterprise's stomach twist but she just did her best to dodge and slow Jeanne down, aiming for critical but non-lethal parts such as the tendons in her legs and arms. It might cripple her if the wound was left unattended, but it was better than dying.
Jeanne however wasn't making it easy. Though she was now little more than a puppet under Corruption's spell she still had some level of self-preservation, allowing her to dodge or deflect arrows whilst closing the distance, using her cannons to fire powerful cruiser-class shells. Between herself and Hornet, they were barely able to keep Jeanne in line – but with Corruption actively chasing Enterprise down, lashing out with teeth and claws?
It was troublesome, to say the least.
Just then however a group of Werewolves ran past, drawn to the sound of their fighting. Without missing a beat Enterprise concentrated, focusing on the monsters and asserting her will on them, feeling the 'hole' in the middle of their being. And she grabbed that hole by the rim, forcing it to move as she wanted as she instead made the Hellhounds go feral – charging Corruption with a wild, unified howl.
Corruption made an ugly face, sweeping an arm out. Inky-black fluid surged up from the ground beneath it and enveloped the monsters like tar, soon compressing around their canine forms – before in seconds it crushed the monsters. The beasts howled and yipped in pain, and for the briefest of moments Enterprise felt pity. But that pity didn't stop her from taking aim, using one of the suspended Werewolves for cover – and instead firing straight through it, the arrow racing for Corruption.
The entity wasn't fast enough to dodge. ''Mn?!''
With only minor difficulty the golden arrow pierced through its right shoulder, blowing away the inky darkness and taking a chunk of flesh with it. The inky-blackness regenerated in just over a second, but the real flesh underneath didn't – giving Enterprise hope.
Hornet clearly felt the same, flashing her a grin from halfway across the makeshift battlefield, notching another arrow and prompting Enterprise to do the same.
Corruption saw that, and with a mad, borderline infuriated roar, the mentally-unstable humanoid charged Enterprise with hateful vigour.
X-x-X
Meanwhile beneath the ocean, three Submarines in particular found themselves abandoning their prior plan of being sneaky.
Instead, they sailed straight for their objective, one that was located within a ravine. It wasn't hard to find it now that they were using sonar more often, the repeated pings drawing more attention from monsters, but also allowing them to avoid them. Most of the faster monsters seemed to have either moved on elsewhere, or by pure luck (if such a thing existed at this point) weren't close enough to sense their sonar waves.
''Dive.'' U-556 murmured out, bubbles passing her parted lips.
U-73 and U-81 complied, and together the three of them descended just as the ravine came into sight. McSub swam alongside them, nudging U-556 whenever a monster got too close and encouraging her to move out of reach – and in the rare moment a monster succeeded in grabbing ahold of them, usually courtesy of a tentacle or sticky tongue, McSub was able to bite and snap at the offending creature until it let go.
The light from Richelieu's flares however was beginning to wane. The muddled grey light of the ocean was becoming darker by the second as the flares lost their light, fizzling out and rapidly darkening the water. It wouldn't be disastrous – hopefully anyway – but having their vision impeded so much would only prove to be a danger. The knowledge made them descent slightly faster, and as they went deep within the ravine, light became visible.
Until it soon revealed itself in the form of a monster.
''Jellyfish...?'' U-81 narrowed her eyes in confusion, flickering her gaze between the numerous bioluminescent creatures. ''You think they'll attack us?''
''Hm...'' U-73 daringly got close to one of them, remaining far enough away to dodge a sudden attack but not far enough away to not prove a tempting target.
Yet, despite her closeness, the Jellyfish made no move to actually attack them. They just simply floated where they were, providing a small amount of pinkish illumination to their surroundings. Seeing that U-73 dived deeper, enticing U-556 and U-81 to follow with McSub cautiously trailing behind them. The amount of Jellyfish was surprising, but when one considered the lack of any other real monsters it made a bit of sense.
And as they descended deeper into the abyss U-556 noticed a figure amidst the Jellyfish, her eyes widening greatly. I-168. Aborting her descent U-556 instead levelled out and swam over to the naked girl, noticing that her head was within one of the Jellyfish itself, said creature's dangly limbs brushing over her body constantly – two tentacles in her ass and two in her pussy, alongside two small Leeches sucking on her tits.
'I-168...' U-556 thought, distraught.
Thinking fast she signalled to her allies, all of whom understood. They prepared to launch a torpedo, fully aware that the subsequent wave of water pressure would hit them from such a short range, but before they could McSub suddenly intervened – swimming above the Jellyfish and inspecting it with a surprisingly analytical eye. Or as analytical as a monstrous Dolphin could be.
Then without warning he flipped around – smacking his tail down on the top of it. The Jellyfish buckled lightly, its gelatinous body quivering, and prompting McSub to do it again. Multiple smacks of its tail hit the bouncy top to no avail, doing little more than making the Jellyfish shift about slightly, its tentacles unable to reach up above itself and grab McSub. The Dolphin seemed to realise that too; encouraging it to instead swim up a little, and then rush down with its long, pointy snout bared.
And with a nigh-inaudible pop, it burst a hole in the top of the Jellyfish.
That got a reaction out of it. Though it made no sound the Jellyfish's tentacles spasmed, all of them pulling out of I-168 as half of the Jellyfish's body rapidly began to deflate. The translucent membrane around I-168's neck also went slack, causing the Submarine to limply slip free and begin to descent too, falling faster than the lighter Jellyfish – prompting U-73 to swiftly dive down and snatch her up, narrowly avoiding the paralytic tentacles that brushed just over her head and pulling the Leeches off I-168's boobs.
However what the Submarines failed to initially realise was that the Jellyfish was providing oxygen. Something that they did realise when I-168 began to spasm, gasping out what little oxygen she had left and flailing on instinct, but with how numbed her body was she only ended up twitching helplessly. Seeing that U-73 hastily leaned in and pressed her lips against U-81, breathing some oxygen into her lungs – sharing some thanks to her superhuman lungs. It wouldn't work for long, but it was better than nothing.
I-168's struggles slowed, and lips remaining tightly pursed against U-73's so as to not let any water in, any embarrassment stifled by instinctual self-preservation. Then after a long few moments they broke apart, bubbles escaping their lips before they shut them, conserving their limited oxygen.
U-73 turned back to the others, tapping I-168 on the chest and then pointing upwards. Taking her up for oxygen.
In response U-556 nodded, giving her a thumbs up. U-73 smiled tightly back and wrapped her arm tightly around I-168's naked form, her other hand gripping onto her rigging as she began to ascend skyward, bypassing Jellyfish as they went.
Soon they were pretty much out of sight, the water now darkened enough without the flares illuminating things, drenching the Submarines in darkness once more in a matter of moments.
U-556 glanced over at U-81, then at McSub. With a tight smile she continued her descent, hearing her remaining two companions follow her. They didn't have to dive much further until they spotted what they were looking for; a cave entrance. The sight inspired hope within U-556 and she swam down quickly, U-81 following just a few paces behind her.
Soon they neared the entrance, and U-556 dared to speak. ''Should we just go in...? Seems kinda dark...''
U-81 thought for a second, looking around them. ''You go in, I'll stay here with McSub so we don't get trapped inside. If you're not out in two minutes I'll come in and blow up anything that moves.''
U-556 just smiled weakly and nodded, swimming into the cave alone. Time was ticking.
X-x-X
Meanwhile U-73 found herself resurfacing, gladly inhaling fresh gulps of air.
Beside her I-168 wheezed in fresh lungfuls too, coughing up some seawater in the process. I-168 hit her back and helped her cough it up, awkwardly holding the limp girl with just one arm. The weight wasn't really a problem – I-168 was pretty light – but she wasn't able to put her hand anywhere not awkward. It was either hold her ass, her thigh, or around her waist; the final option being much more risky since she didn't have a solid grip.
Still neither of them said a word about it, both of out embarrassment and a general understanding that given the situation, a hand on her ass was the least of her worries. Thus the two of them made their way back towards the shoreline relatively unimpeded, surfing across the top of the water rather than risk diving below.
'Phew...' U-73 relaxed slightly at the seawall came into sight; no monsters lurking around it either. 'Can't sense Richelieu... I hope she's okay...'
So distracted by thinking of Richelieu and her other friends U-73 didn't notice the ocean behind her shifting. I-168 did however; her eyes widening and her body jerking as best she could, trying to get U-73's attention.
''Hm?'' The dark-haired Submarine noticed her movements. ''What is it? You're not having trouble breathing, are y- ooh?!''
A pair of thick hands grabbed her rigging from below, yanking it out from under her. U-73 just barely managed to untangle her feet from the pedals before she was pulled down with it, gasping as she kicked off it instead – eyes darting behind herself. A muscly Squidman lurked behind her, two sets of arms attached to its large torso. Tentacles hung from its face and its piercing black eyes stared into hers, its purplish skin standing at odds with the black water behind it.
Immediately upon seeing it U-73 made a break for the shoreline, I-168 held in a tight grip. It was just a few metres away but in that moment every second felt like an hour, her legs kicking and splashing frantically as she swam – until she got one hand on the seawall. Sending a mental apology to her paralysed comrade the Ironblood Submarine threw I-168 up onto the seawall, wincing at the sound of said Submarine's uncomfortable grunt.
However there was no time for her to contemplate that – a startled gasp fleeing her lips as hands grabbed her biceps from behind, pulling them back. Not a second later U-73 found herself unceremoniously pushed against the wet concrete wall, a wince marring her visage as the Squidman squished her against the stone. Something hard pushed against her ass and for a moment she didn't realise what it was, her mind too occupied with escaping.
But when the Squidman grabbed the back of her swimsuit and pulled it up, she most certain realised what it was. ''H-Hey!''
The Squidman yanked again, making her swimsuit dig into her private parts. She jolted at the feeling but not a moment later it yanked harder, finally ripping the crotch seam of her swimsuit and exposing her lower half – and allowing U-73 to feel the hard thing that pressed against her pussy lips.
U-73 didn't even get the chance to utter a word before that same thing pressed against her more, and then slammed inside with a single strong thrust. An immediate scream of pain escaped the Submarine and she buckled forwards, eyes wide as she practically p8ushed herself against the wall as pain flared up her stomach. However the Squidman wasn't done, its second set of hands grabbing her narrow waist and pulling her back down onto its thick girth, forcing her to feel her tender, virgin insides get forced apart by its length.
''A-Ah!'' U-73 cried out in pain, her teeth gritting together not a second later when it slammed into her again, stuffing her seizing pussy with its dick.
Multiple more thrusts stuffed her tight pussy, and only when the initial agony began to wane slightly did U-73 feel something else rub her ass – and her eyes snap wide open as a second cock pushed into her asshole. She hadn't expected the beast to have two dicks, making it all the more intense when it forced its way into her asshole; her rising scream choking off into a garbled wheeze, pain closing her throat up.
Movement made her look up, wide eyes finding the equally-startled eyes of I-168. The naked Submarine was still paralysed, laying on her back and with her head lolled in her direction, watching her get raped by the seawall. Despite herself U-73 couldn't struggle free; the Squidman's greater strength keeping her pinned against the wall and the two cocks stuffing her pussy and ass making it impossible to just squirm away, her legs spasming beneath the water as she was forced to float.
''G-Get away...!'' U-73 gasped out, wincing when pain flashed through her pelvis.
Shakily nodding I-168 obeyed, twitching several times before she managed to exert enough force to roll onto her side. A few moments later she lolled herself to the side again, slowly making at least some distance from the seawall. It put her at risk of other monsters finding her, but at the moment it was the best solution – but any such tactical wisdom fled U-73's mind as the Squidman rammed her harder, knocking the air out of her superhuman lungs as she was violated.
''Mn!'' U-73 glared over her shoulder at the beast, red eyes pricking with tears. ''G-Get off of me!''
Naturally the Squidman didn't oblige, if anything it fucked her two holes with more force – making U-73 scream in pain as her pussy and ass were stretched to fit its dick. Water splashed around her but she didn't care one bit, her teeth clenching together as she endured the cock hammering into her petite body. Worse still she felt its cocks pulsate inside her, almost seeming to swell up even as it kept filling her virgin holes, the reason why unmistakable.
''Hah, no, d-don't...!'' U-73 begged breathlessly, screwing her eyes tightly shut.
Hard skin smacked against her petite ass, cocks throbbed inside her pussy and ass – before with a barely-audible hiss the Squidman buried its two cocks into her body and came. The tip pushed against her cervix and unloaded dollops of cum into her womb, thick gushes filling her asshole at the exact same time; making it impossible for U-73 to ignore the hot seed that flooded her two holes.
''Mn!'' U-73 kept her lips tightly pursed, eyes shut as she endured the unwanted creampie.
The Squidman remained still, its cock quietly throbbing inside her holes as it deposited the last of its cum – before mercifully the creature pulled out. Meaty hands released her, and then a moment later the Squidman disappeared into the water below. Leaving her alone.
Not questioning her good fortune – if it could even be called that – U-73 de-summoned her rigging before it floated out of range and clambered up the seawall, gasping as she rolled onto her back, panting. Pain flared between her legs and she whimpered, cupping her defiled pussy and shutting her thighs, enduring the aching throb inside her womanhood and taking some comfort in I-168's nearby presence.
''O-Ow...''
X-x-X
U-81 did as she promised. She floated outside the cave entrance and waited, McSub by her side.
To say it was unsettling was to put it lightly. The darkness around her, once so welcoming, now felt so very hostile and filled with danger – a sharp contrast to her past as a merchant raider. The predator was now the prey, in a sense.
McSub helped ail some of that fear, but not entirely. Unlike what other Submarines felt, she was actually kind of fond of the weird Dolphin. She wasn't wholly trusting – she'd be stupid to – but he was a lot more reliable than what she was expecting from a literal monster. Hell she was honestly half-expecting to get raped by him the moment it got a look at some skin. However he hadn't even looked at her with lust, much less touch her.
'Maybe he's the gentlemen of the monsters.' U-81 thought with dry amusement.
As if by fate the source of her thoughts suddenly turned his nose to the right, focusing on something. Trusting the Dolphin U-81 turned, aiming her torpedo tubes in the general direction of whatever McSub sensed-
-only to cry out in surprise when something wrapped around her ankle from behind.
Bubbles escaped her open mouth until she shut it, immediately twisting around to face the thing grabbing her ankle – her eyes going wide as she found it to be a dark red tentacle. It had burst out through the rubble that formed the landslide behind her, revealing a vague hole that stretch deeper into the earth. And not a moment after she spotted it multiple more tentacles came out of other nearby holes, one wrapping around her right biceps in a heartbeat.
U-81 immediately reacted, gasping as she kicked her rudders into high-gear. However instead of forcing the tentacles to let go as she expected, she instead found herself hauled off her rigging – a muted cry escaping her as she was abruptly jerked backwards, her rigging sailing off into darkness. McSub tried to come to her aid but was snatched up by a thick tentacle too, the Dolphin squeaking and chirping frantically as it wiggled about, distressed.
''M-Mn!'' U-81's eyes bulged as a tentacle wrapped around her stomach and squeezed, nearly crushing her with its ungodly tight grip.
Blindly she kicked her legs, wheezing out a spew of air bubbles – distracting her from the thick tentacle that pushed against her crotch. She noticed it a moment later when it pushed against her harder, spreading her folds slightly through her swimsuit. Fear lanced up her spine as it kept pushing, the seams of her swimsuit straining as the fabric was stretched more and more-
-until finally the slick dark red tentacle slammed into her pussy.
A shrill screech fled U-81's open mouth, a gasping exhale sending a tower of bubbles up to the surface. Pain hit her like a semi-truck, her womanhood afire with agony as her tight insides were abruptly forced to stretch far beyond what she expected, claiming her virginity in the same strike. She felt that latter fact intimately as the tentacle retracted halfway out of her, virginal blood coating its smooth length before plunging back into her deflowered pussy, hitting her cervix like a battering ram.
With teeth gritted shut and eyes wide U-81 snapped her head back, her slim legs blindly spasming beneath her as she was brutally violated. The thick tentacle hit her cervix repeatedly, each harsh thrust jolting her whole body upwards. Yet despite that repeated jolting she couldn't get free, the tentacle around her belly practically crushing her and forcing her to take the tentacle, her inner walls fruitlessly squeezing the huge tentacle violating her.
''Mn! Mnph!'' U-81 buckled and jerked, desperately keeping her mouth shut lest she drown.
Her pupils dilated as the thrusts sped up, pain flaring in her deepest parts as her cervix was hammered. Then she felt it, her back arching sharply as the girthy tentacle forced its way through her cervix, finally reaching her womb and fucking it too, battering her pelvic bone with each thrusts. The rapid movement made the water bubble around them, her vision blurring slightly as she was shook about like a rag-doll. Or in this case, a sex doll.
Suddenly something else tickled her butt – and then a second, albeit thinner tentacle penetrated her asshole. The smaller size of the tentacle was a mercy, but that didn't mean it was tiny; if anything it was 'regular' size. And that meant she felt it in intimate detail as it pushed deep into her rear, fucking her ass even as the other tentacle defiled her pussy. Desperately U-81 looked over at McSub for aid but the Dolphin remained bound where he was, his tail swishing desperately as he tried to get free.
''M-Mynn!'' U-81 cried out through gritted teeth as the tentacles both sped up, plunging into her pussy and ass rapidly – reshaping her insides with their combined size.
Pre-cum smeared against her womb, sending sharp shudders through U-81 – but her focus was wholly consumed by the tentacles themselves. The pain remained sharp even as she became aware of how much the tentacles were pulsating inside her, the knowledge that they were about to cum inside her holes making her panic, yet any attempts at escape were punished by a tentacle crushing her stomach, only worsening the feeling of getting pounded.
Until soon she felt sticky warmth smear against her hypersensitive inside – before thick gushes of cum shot inside her. It splattered into her asshole and up into her pussy, pumping her womb full to bursting point and oozing back out of her abused pussy, cum drifting out of her slit and carried away by the water. U-81 managed to resist gasping at the feeling, but when the tentacle in her vagina pulled back and slammed back in she cried out briefly; her teeth sinking back into her bottom lip a moment later.
''M-Mn...'' U-81 trembled, her pelvis bulging lightly from the deep creampie.
'U-556... g-get out of there...'
X-x-X
Just a couple minutes beforehand, U-556 found herself swimming through a narrow tunnel-like passage.
It clearly used to be much different, that much she could tell by the plentiful amount of rubble and silt on the bottom of the cave. It travelled straight ahead at first before dipping down and then curving back up against, forming a U-shaped dip. To U-556's surprise the surface of water greeted her, the Submarine's head soon bursting out of the water and into the small dome-shaped cave within.
However any such thoughts about the shape of the cave faded as she laid eyes on the thing across the room. It looked like a pulsating mass of red-black flesh, attached to the ceiling and floor by thick bone-like extensions with sinew-like strands connecting all between it. It emanated a red glow that she hadn't noticed beforehand, almost seeming to beat faster as she stared at it.
'Is this... the source of it all...?' U-556 wondered dimly. 'It looks... spooky...'
Just then she heard the sound of something wet squelching, drawing her eyes to the ceiling. Sinew-like strands began to pop out from the ceiling as two large eyelids peeled back, meeting some resistance thanks to those same sinew strands – and with some measure of terror U-556 realised the thing looked eerily like an eye. Given her location, and it suddenly felt like she was in the belly of the beast.
Immediately U-556 went into action. With a swift, hasty motion she yanked her two bombs out of their satchels and ripped off the safety tape, flicking the primers. The sound of sinew snapping grew louder and multiple sources of squelching could be heard from all around her, multiple tunnel-like holes in the wall causing the sound to echo – as if something was coming.
Panic climbed up her throat and her chest tightened, fingers fumbling with the switches.
Flick the green, twist the blue.
Hold the red down for three seconds. Three, two, one.
Then twist the main lever.
And press the red button one final time-
''Gh-?!''
-only for her to be interrupted as something wet her hit her cheek – and hit her hard.
A startled, garbled cry escaped U-556 as she went flying into the wall, wheezing as she hit it spine-first. She slumped down onto the ground and coughed out the spit caught in her throat, dazed gaze lifting up to spot what looked like a dark red tentacle. Her cheek throbbed in pain, telling her that it was what hit her – and such a fact was confirmed as the tentacle rushed at her, aimed for her face.
With a startled gasp she threw herself to the side, eyes wide as the tentacle hit the wall so hard it buried itself into the wall by several inches. U-556's eyes then snapped over to the bombs, both of which had been unceremoniously dropped after the sucker punch – prompting the frantic Submarine to scramble over to them, crawling on her hands and knees. She didn't make it halfway before another, thinner tentacle wrapped around her ankle, and hauled her straight up.
''Hyaa?!'' U-556 cried out, her world spinning as she was hung upside-down.
Not a second later a tentacle hit her in the face, snapping her head to the side. Another came, barbed and scratching her face as it slapped her across the face. Yet another came, this one roughened on its surface and sending her whole body swaying and leaving stars in her eyes. One came from the side and punched her in the side of a stomach, another hitting her bare belly a moment later and leaving her wheezing.
Then without giving her a chance to think, to react, the tentacle holding her by the ankle dropped her. She landed head-first, grunting in pain as she tumbled onto her back, dazed and with blurry vision. U-556 wasn't given more than two seconds of reprieve before a tentacle dove down, curling under her bikini top and ripping it off violently, lifting her torso up from the sudden tug.. Then multiple tentacles came down, whipping her small boobs with furious, harsh slaps that extracted a pained cry from U-556, her arms crossing over her tender breasts.
Another tentacle came around, slapping her clothed pussy. She yelped, shutting her thighs only for two tentacles to curl around her ankles, ripping her legs wide open. She had only enough time to see another dark red tentacle coil up before it came down, slapping her clothed folds and making her cry out in pain. Multiple more strikes came in brutal succession, hitting her lower lips with harsh, whipping strikes.
''A-Ah!'' U-556 winced harshly, pained tears pricking at her eyes. ''S-Stop this!''
A thick tentacle hit her across the face hard enough to jerk her head to the side, leaving her cheek red and slowly swelling. Then an even thicker tentacle came down and slammed into her stomach, making her seize up as her organs were painfully rearranged, her limbs flailing in the same movement. The thick dark red tentacle retracted only briefly, lingering as if pausing for a moment, before it came back down hard and effectively punched her in the stomach.
''Gh-!'' U-556 half-cried out, half-sobbed in pain.
The tentacles holding her right leg retreated, leaving only one holding her left leg. A tentacle that swiftly lifted her up and flung her into the cave wall, sending stars spinning through her vision as she impacted it head-first. U-556 had barely slid down onto the cave floor before she was then flung again, crashing into the opposing wall before being lifted up – and then slammed down into the ground.
A crunch echoed as something in her leg broke. Her scream of agony went unanswered.
The unknown monster didn't care, lifting her up once more and smashing her into the ground hard enough to make her ribs ache. It pulled her up one final time, spinning her around in a circle – aggravating the fiery agony in her leg – before flinging her onto the ground, making her bounce twice across the smooth surface before skidding to a stop, her small breasts stinging from the harsh slide.
And as she came to a stop, she realised she had landed just a few feet away from the heart-like thing in front of her.
However that was the least of U-556's worries. Pained sobs and sniffles escaped the Submarine as pain wracked her petite body, her bones aching and her leg on fire with hot agony. Tentacles all loomed nearby but none attacked, yet. They waited, they loomed, but they didn't punish her further. Until one in particular slid down, sending terrified shivers through U-556 as it slid over her shoulder. The tip went around her neck, teasing her vulnerable throat before going over the other shoulder, leaving a thin trail of slime where it went.
Then it went lower. It traced down her spine, doing it slowly enough that she felt every little movement, her fear only growing as it went down to her small, perky ass. The back of her bikini bottoms were pulled down a tiny bit as the dark red tentacle wriggled inside her underwear, a hitched breath escaping U-556 as it pushed against her ass. Only then did she realise how thick it was. Probably as big as her forearm.
''N-No...'' U-556 squeaked out in fear, paralysed.
The tentacle didn't reply – instead it pushed. U-556's breathing hitched and her eyes bulged, utter panic filling her very being as it began to push inside her asshole. She clenched tight around it but it didn't stop, making its way inside her inch by inch, forcing itself into her small ass and breaking her mind. At some point the pain stopped getting worse simply because her nerves couldn't handle it anymore, reaching a threshold of pain her mind couldn't even comprehend as she was nearly ripped apart.
''A... Ah...'' U-556's mouth hung open, pupils dilated to the size of pinpricks as the massive tentacle destroyed her ass.
Bit by bit the dark red tentacle pumped into her asshole, each thrust forcing it deeper into her. Her body twitched and jolted but she was in too much pain to actively move, able to do nothing but lay there like a fish and take it in the ass, her mind fracturing from the unimaginable sensation of having something so big in her ass. More tentacles joined in on her defilement, two regular-size tentacles corkscrewing around each other and slamming into her virgin pussy, claiming her first time, but she barely felt it through the agonising anal violation.
Several tentacles came around and ripped her bikini bottoms off her hips, two tentacles soon curling around her knees and lifting her up – her legs forming a 'W' shape with her body. A tentacle around her breasts held her upright, and through hazy, dim eyes U-556 watched as she was carried closer to the pulsating heart. She grew close enough to smell rotten blood on it, her nose barely registering the sickly scent over the tentacles in her asshole and pussy, pain wracking her body.
''Ahh...'' U-556 twitched as the tentacles moved faster, railing her ass and pussy, the one in her ass reaching her stomach – curling around and around as it filled her belly up, making it visible bloat up like she had an anaconda in her stomach.
It move up more, travelling up her oesophagus and into her throat, then up into her mouth – before finally the tentacle protruding out from her limp lips. She stared at the balled tip dumbly, only peripherally feeling the two tentacles pulling out of her pussy before the large tentacle curved down and around, pointing at her folds and then penetrating her there too. The pain was muted by the pain already wracking her body, inching itself into her stretched womanhood and entering her womb with ease, thrusting all the while.
Her belly went taut as it hammered her womb harder, muted thumps echoing through her body. At the back of her mind U-556 knew what it meant, that it was going to cum inside her and impregnate her, but she couldn't muster the strength to resist. Her head was forcibly lolled back by the massive tentacle raping her ass, stomach, throat, mouth and pussy all at once, her nerves now completely numb from the overwhelming agony. She was pretty sure some ribs were broken and maybe a hip was snapped too; she honestly didn't know. But she did know she felt nothing there anymore, a gap where a bone once was.
Soon the tentacle pounded her faster, meaty smacks echoing as it stuffed her stretched pussy – before finally thick protruding bulges slid up the length of the tentacle. It stretched her ass that tiny bit further, it worked up her stomach and made her choke as it went up her throat and out her mouth – before finally it curved down and pushed itself past her cervix and into her womb. Only then did thick, bucket-loads of cum spew into her comparatively tiny womb, each gallon of cum squirting and gushing out past the tentacle inside her sex and splattering down onto the floor beneath her suspended form.
One gallon became two. Two became three. Three became four.
Only after six gallons of cum did the bulges stop, just a final few spurts entering her overflowing pussy before the massive tentacle pulled out. The second it did profuse amounts of cum gushed out of her small pussy, forming a thick puddle beneath her suspended body as her insides gradually dilated back to normal size, squeezing the cum out in the process. Even then her insides were so stretched they couldn't go back to normal, providing plenty of space for the sticky cum to remain.
A silent shudder lanced through U-556 as the tentacle kept pulling out, going down her throat and unwinding from her stomach before finally pulling out of her ass, leaving her gaping. The other tentacles holding her up also unceremoniously dropped her, sending her flopping down into a puddle of cum and blood like a lifeless doll, uncaring even as half of her face and her hair got soaked in the cum.
Then another dark red tentacle came, wrapping around her waist and lifting her up.
Lifelessly U-556 watched as she was guided closer to the heart of unimaginable horrors, stopping just a few inches from it. It pulsed faster, sinew beginning to audible rip and tear – before the moist flesh opened.
From so close U-556 got to witness it in full, haunting detail. Of a hand made out of red and black flesh, actively pulsating and throbbing, bursting out of the wet flesh around it. Blood and other fluid ran down its moist flesh as it grabbed onto the edge of the heart, pulling out a head made of the same unholy flesh, lacking any facial features aside from a spherical hole for a mouth and two smaller holes for eyes, both leading into tunnels of flesh. The arm tugged more, pulling out a thick neck and humanoid torso made of glistening red flesh, its very body pulsating and throbbing in tandem with the heart.
Slowly the hand – one bearing only three fingers – reached out to her. U-556 floated, broken in body and spirit by her own defilement, unable to do more than lean back feebly as the eldritch abomination touched between her small, abused breasts, and pushed.
It pushed against her skin until her flesh caved in.
It pushed until muscles squished into nothing and bones broke into microscopic chunks.
It pushed until it bore a hole into her chest and its fingers grazed her heart – but then curled around something intangible, something not truly physical, but located in her chest all the same.
Her Wisdom Cube.
The thing that defined a Ship-Girl. The thing born from humanity's hopes and dreams, from their belief and environment, from their will and their resolve. From their heart.
All the things that Corruption lacked. Things that Corruption craved.
The unholy abomination that grasped that cube, squeezing it. Though intangible to any human sense, U-556 felt it – she felt the invisible tendrils that began to crawl over her very soul, that began to pull it out of her; began to steal it from her. She felt bits of herself begin to wither away, memories fading and emotions dulling. Battlefields became unrecognisable thoughts, friends became faceless shadows, words became slurring sounds, scents became irritating sensations she could only scarcely name.
'Name...' U-556 dimly thought.
An image flashed her mind, rapidly fading like a picture exposed to a flame. Of a dockyard with a blonde woman stood atop it, staring down at her but with blonde locks hiding her face, obscuring it just enough to be unrecognisable for a moment.
The face of the blonde in her mind became clear. 'Lord... Bismarck...'
Something shifted inside her, and even as she felt more and more of herself fade away, as her soul was slowly usurped – U-556 managed to loll her head down, staring not at the eldritch incarnation of the heart of flesh – but at the thing by her feet that was knocked over by a careless tentacle.
A big red button.
She shifted her foot. The unholy abomination noticed.
''...rhuaaah...?'' The thing exhaled a ghostly, rancid breath.
U-556 merely blinked.
Then her foot pressed down on the device with all her remaining strength.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
The abomination suddenly paused, and leaned back.
Click.
…
Beeeep~
And then a blinding flash of fire and light erupted through the cave.
X-x-X
U-81 wasn't quite sure what happened.
One second she was getting raped by a massive tentacle.
Then the next a massive eruption of water pressure blew past her, the tentacles within her painfully yanking out and retracting back inside. The pink-haired Submarine however had greater concerns, her mind in shambles as she was unceremoniously hurled halfway across the ravine flipping over herself, the sheer pressure generated by the shockwave blowing her away.
''Guh-!'' Until finally she hit the opposing wall, knocking the air out of her.
U-81 coughed harshly, grabbing at her throat and wincing as she shut her mouth, conserving her increasingly-limited air supply. She blinked away the silt in her eyes, fruitlessly waving a hand out in front of her. It failed to clear the silt, but she happened to spot a murky shadow hurling into the wall just a few paces away from her – recognising it as McSub.
Seeing that she swam over, her vision slightly blurry and her crotch ablaze with agony, but with stubborn determination she swam over. The Dolphin noticed her approach and met her halfway, rubbing itself against her chest and prompting her to awkwardly pet it, still trying to shake off her daze and think about why everything just exploded.
'Exploded...?' U-81 thought in puzzlement – before her eyes went wide. 'U-556!'
Immediately U-81 kicked off the wall and swam. Pain flared but she ignored it, desperately swimming towards the cave entrance. The silt in the water made it impossible to see more than a few feet, and even when she used her sonar she struggled to see; rocks falling from higher up the trench and silt tumbling down all around. Yet still she searched, panic filling her as she looked around.
Until she spotted a head of blue hair drifted amidst the sea, red mist trailing after her.
U-81 never swam so fast in her life, grabbing onto U-556's arm and pulling her close – only to flinch at the sight. Angry red marks littered U-556's body all over and purple bruises were rapidly forming, however the worst injuries were the small golf-ball sized hole in her chest that was actively leaking blood, and the severe burns marring half of U-556's body. Her right leg, her side, part of her right breast, her entire right arm and half of her face was blanketed by an painful-looking burn.
It was a small mercy U-556 was unconscious. Doubly so that she hadn't lost any limbs in the process; though the way her left leg was bent at an impossible angle made it clear her bones weren't fine.
''I...'' U-81 didn't even know what to say.
However McSub was quick to snap her out of her horror, nudging her quite forcefully and jerking its head up. U-81 looked up just in time to see some large chunks of rock tumbling down the trench walls, bringing with it a suction of pressure that could fatally pull them down with it. Even if they could escape the downward tide, if they got buried under it then there would be no escape, Ship-Girl or no.
And U-81 refused to die after all the hell they'd just been through.
Thus with a determined wince U-81 kicked her legs, and swam. She swam even as rocks fell past her, as punctured Jellyfish floated down with rocks embedded into their forms, dodging past the tentacles that floated past her. McSub followed behind, pushing her out of the way of anything she missed, the two of them ascending higher and higher and the number of Jellyfish fewer and fewer.
Until soon they made it out of the trench. U-81 didn't stop yet however, kicking her tired legs desperately even as she leaned down and put her lips on U-556's bloodied ones, breathing air back into her unconscious form. Her own air supply was dwindling, her chest tightening as oxygen ran thin. Moving became hard just as the surface became clear, her upwards ascent slowing down.
McSub tried to push her, but her weight combined with U-556's was too much, leaving her barely able to maintain her current altitude.
The Dolphin monster also seemed to be tired too, the toll of the day taking hold and making McSub's own movements weak, the creature struggling to support their weight with its head. Pushes became weaker and air thinner, her throat burning for air-
-when a much larger force pushed at her from below.
''Haah-!'' U-81 inhaled desperate lungfuls of air, coughing out the seawater she had inhaled.
Hastily she yanked U-556 up too, holding an arm just under her neck to keep her head above water – positioning her in a way to get some air into her, hitting her back in an attempt to cough out any water trapped inside. At the same time McSub poked his head out of the water next to her, eyeing them in what seemed to be concern.
Then she felt something move under her. U-81 froze up, renewed fear filling her as she felt the presence shift, swimming around – until a large black creature lifted itself partially out of the water. The monstrous form of U-47, her crimson eyes piercing into U-81's own gold eyes.
U-47 blinked at them. No hostility was to be found in her eyes.
Then she slowly swam closer, pushing against U-81. Nervously the Submarine looked at McSub, unsure of what was happening, but when the Dolphin cautiously chirped U-81 dared to lay her free hand on the large black shark creature, resting against it. In response the large shark slowly began swimming in the direction of the shore, red gaze briefly resting on the trio before focusing back on the horizon, something almost like cognizance within her blood-hued eyes.
Slowly U-81 relaxed, accepting the help of the oversized shark. Maybe it was the uncanny intelligence and strangely-familiar eyes, but she honestly felt a sense of kinship with it. Combined with the reports of U-47 going missing in the mist, and her mind drew to the conclusion they were one in the same. Maybe she was wrong, maybe she was right. She didn't know.
But what she did know, was that she wanted out of the ocean, and get U-556 in a hospital bed.
And maybe soon, the nightmare would finally be over.
[END]
A/N: And thus the smut all comes to an end~
See you next time in Chapter 36: The Paradigm Shift~