Reborn As An Evolving Monster

The Monster wanted to Devour her.

In more ways than one.

And it wouldn't take no for an answer.

The Monster's mouth brutally and ferociously descended upon her exposed breast.

She pushed the Monster's head away but it refused to give in.

Its lips kissed her nipple, and she moaned.

Elisa moaned. And she hated the fact that her body had done so.

She quickly moved her hands under, pushing it away by pushing up against its forehead.

Without taking its focus off of her breast, the Monster took hold of her wrists.

She fought against it. She really did. With all the strength she could muster, she fought against the Monster's grip.

And the Monster, unfairly, unjustly, brought her wrists together.

With one hand, it took hold of both her thin wrists, and roughly pinned them on the ground above her head.

The white gown had been torn. The only thing she had left from her time before the Dungeon.

Her underwear, exposed. Her breasts, exposed. She tried to free herself but couldn't.

Exposed. Weak. At his mercy.

At his mercy. No control.

What used to be a dance wasn't one anymore.

What used to be a celebration of love wasn't anymore.

Exposed. Weak. Without control.

The Monster's tongue pressed against her nipple.

Trapped. At their mercy. 

Captured. Stolen. Stuck in a Dungeon.

Alone.

Stuck in a tower. 

Weak.

Unable to exit. 

At their mercy.

Unable to fight against her captors.

Weak. Without control.

***

"Who is that one?"

"Oh, morning Princess!"

"Who is he?"

"A Human who was passing by. Found him just outside-"

"Why did you bring him?"

"Why? He needed directions. He's very kind though. He offered to hunt and make us food in exchange for staying the night, hehe!"

"He's leaving right after, right? It is my first time seeing a Human though."

"Want to meet him, Princess? He said he had never seen real Royalty before so..."

"Why not, I suppose..."

"Also, he said he was interested in learning about..."

The Princess walked for a bit before stopping.

'He does have a kind smile. And a kind face.' She thought while peeking from a good distance away. 'First time I've seen hair that white...'

***

Stuck in Dungeon. Stuck in a tower. Stuck.

Trapped. Weak. Captured. Corrupted. 

Exposed. At their mercy. Alone.

Betrayed.

Why is it going this way?

Why is it going wrong?

When did it go wrong?

Since when?

Why?

Every time.

Why?

Again.

Why?

Every time.Every time.Every time.

Why does it always go wrong?

Don't let it.

Please, don't let it.

Don't let it go wrong, Mark.

Everything is going wrong and I'm tired of it.

Mark.

Don't let this go wrong too.

Please, Mark.

You're all I have now! You're all I have left!

Look at me! Listen to me!

Please Mark.

You're all I have.

My people. My father. Everything.

Everything is gone.

I've lost everything.

You're all I have.

Please look at me.

Mark.

Do something.

Do something?

What can I do?

Yield to it.

Yield to what?

My body. My impulses.

I don't want to.

Yield to it. And I might even enjoy it.

No! No! No! NO!

I DON'T WANT TO!

Why not?

You can feel it, don't you? The shivers, the vibrations, the pleasure...

No! No! No! NO!

Yield to it. Your body wants it.

I don't!

Yield to it.

No!

Your body craves it.

Not like this!

Then?

Then...

Elisa had stopped fighting against his grip.

"Mark..."

Her eyes remained shut, as she cried.

"Please don't let this go wrong too."

The Monster nibbled on her nipple.

  Its jaws opened wide, as if about to swallow that breast.

She winced, as a bite mark was left around her breast.

The Monster stared at the mark it had left as if in a trance.

In its trance, Elisa's left hand managed to escape from its grip.

Her index finger moved with great speed.

There was only one thing she could do.

Plus, he could heal. So this wouldn't be a problem, would it?

Her finger moved towards the Monster's dark eye, determined to pierce it.

But just before she could reach, her arm stopped suddenly.

The Monster hadn't done a thing.

Perhaps, it hadn't even realized that she had moved.

Still, her finger was stopped.

And she could feel the cold and heavy weight of chains around her arm.

"Fuck..." She whispered, as the Monster slowly took hold of her free wrist, pinning it over her head once more.

The weight of chains.

The two had signed a Contract.

While they might have forgotten it, the World didn't.

A Contract to not harm one another.

Was this not considered harm? What the Monster was doing?

It was.

Then?

One of the two had breached that Contract.

Elisa, against the Final Floor's Boss Monster, had shot an arrow through the Contractee's stomach.

Against Lin, the Commander of Sloth, one of her Timeworn Elven Daggers had pierced his calf. Something that she had done to wake him up.

In any case, the Contract had been breached twice by her.

Having not been decided by the two, the punishment in case of breaching was left to the World to decide.

And the simplest way of doing so was,

-An eye of an eye. A tooth for a tooth-

An arrow through the stomach. A dagger through the calf.

Until the damage incurred becomes equal to that produced by those two breaches, she would remain at the Monster's mercy.

Her wrist was slowly and emotionlessly brought back above her head.

"Please... Don't let this go wrong... Please. You're-"

Her underwear was suddenly taken hold of, and torn.

Elisa tried to squirm her way out.

The Monster didn't let her.

Stupidly, it stared at her crotch.

Its hand moved towards it.

Elisa closed her legs, and the Monster forced them open with its hand and knees.

It breathed heavily, before bringing a hand to its own crotch.

The Monster's body started changing.