Lovely Monsters Chapter 18

From around this time, a monster with a camera for a head appeared and began to rapidly press the shutter in front of his eyes, click, click. Kim Heejo, turning his head instinctively, locked eyes with other monsters. All of them, without exception, were looking this way. The monsters went into heat, shaking their cocks toward Kim Heejo or dripping strands of drool.

The reason they couldn’t touch him despite acting that way was because the monster behind him was such a fearsome existence.

“No, no, save me, help me, Yujeong… .”

Kim Heejo continued his flight, which had a fixed end, and eventually reached the very edge of the guest room. He reached out his hand to grab the doorknob, but he was seized by the head from behind and forced to stand up. And finally, he came to face the monster.

True to the name Statue that the monsters called it, everything below its neck looked like a sculpture made of marble. However, the pale and smooth body was moving like a human’s and was much larger than Kim Heejo. While he was dazed by that grotesqueness, he saw a human head that looked as if it had been cut off and attached to the Statue. The gaze looking down at Kim Heejo expressionlessly was chillingly cold. Even if that face was better than any handsome man Kim Heejo had ever seen, such a thing held no meaning in the face of fear toward the opponent.

“Mouth? Or hole.”

It was a perfectly human voice, the first he had heard since coming here. The announcements he heard occasionally were heavily mixed with mechanical sounds, but the Statue’s voice was not like that.

However, its content was forcing a choice that Kim Heejo did not welcome.

“I, I am, that is.”

It didn’t say what it would do, but his past experiences allowed him to predict what would happen if he didn’t answer quickly. In a situation where his brain felt like it would turn to mush from fear, Kim Heejo opened his mouth, his teeth clattering together.

“The… the mouth, I’ll do it with my mouth—.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the glans passed his front teeth and crushed his tongue. At first, he thought a boulder was entering his mouth. There were cases where the cocks of the Lion Head or other monsters were hard like this, but never to this extent. No sooner had it pulled out than it stabbed into his mouth again.

“Uwoob… ugh, euk… !”

Because the thrusting was so powerful, his head shook violently back and forth. Yet, the cock had not even entered halfway. With repeated insertions and withdrawals, the cock advanced deeper and deeper. As it passed the root of the tongue and entered the curved path, his tensed throat tried to narrow, but the Statue tried to force it open.

Before long, as the forcibly expanded esophagus began to accept the cock, Kim Heejo reflexively set his teeth against the organ. However, far from his teeth sinking in, he couldn’t even scratch the surface. Instead, Kim Heejo’s gums felt sore, as if he had set his teeth against a stone.

“Woo, heueeeueuk!”

The soreness vanished, suppressed by an even greater pain. The cock had completely taken up residence at the very spot that had been dizzying just by entering once. It was a space that even food had to pass through immediately without staying.

Kim Heejo, finding it utterly unbearable, let out a shrill scream. Just then, the cock sprang out of his mouth.

“Stop, please, huck—.”

His desperate cry was crushed and mangled by fingers that entered his mouth. The Statue, having forced three fingers inside, pressed down on the tongue and the flesh inside the cheeks before grabbing Kim Heejo’s front teeth and shaking them.

“… !”

It didn’t hurt because it didn’t apply any strength, but a certain message was clearly delivered to Kim Heejo. That the Statue could easily pull out something like teeth as if they were hair if it felt like it, and that it was considering doing so.

After that, the cock approached the front of his lips again. Kim Heejo’s frantically shaking pupils turned toward the Statue, then toward the thick weapon before his eyes. His distorted lips opened into a round shape.

Instead of entering the throat immediately, the Statue slowly rubbed the glans against the tongue that was curled inward. Only until the tongue could fully taste the pre-ejaculatory fluid.

Once that was over, it bypassed the tongue in a single stroke and struck the inner part of the throat. As the tonsils guarding both sides were rubbed, clear saliva flowed out uncontrollably, but such a thing didn’t even rank as a problem. When he was being raped in the hole between his legs by the monsters, it felt as if his internal organs were being coiled upward, but as his mouth was raped by the Statue, it felt as if the positions of his uvula and tonsils were being swapped.

“Ah, ugh, eeut, heueu, huck… .”

Along with suppressed moans, wet sounds of jjeol-keok, jjeol-keok, rang out. It was a sound made as the esophagus was forced open past the curved point—in reality, it was no different from Kim Heejo’s scream.

“Euheuk, kkup, heueu… ah… uwook!”

The moment of ejaculation arrived suddenly. An unexpected amount of semen burst out all at once, almost like urine. It was not an amount that could possibly be swallowed at once, so it all overflowed past his lips, but his head was being held so he couldn’t escape. Kim Heejo, his chin pressed against the Statue’s testicles, had to endure the process of swallowing the semen while his face remained buried, and then having it reflux and spray out. Only after that was over did the Statue let go of his head.

“Euwwoob… !”

Kim Heejo, immediately doubling over, gagged up the semen. While his throat was being ravaged by the cock, body fluids burst out not only from his mouth but from every orifice on his face. His eyes and nose were both stinging from how much he had cried.

“Eueu, heueuk, heu… eut… .”

Kim Heejo, who was dry-heaving even though there was nothing left to come out, coughed violently before both his hands were seized. The Statue made Kim Heejo place his hands upon its genitals.

As it then made a hand gesture, unknown numbers floated in the air. Kim Heejo, who had been staring blankly back and forth between the numbers and the Statue, flinched belatedly.

It might mean that if he didn’t make it ejaculate with his hands within the time limit, it would feed him semen again. He hurriedly wrapped both hands around the organ and shook it rapidly.

Since it was the same male organ, he knew how he had to do it. However, making it ejaculate within five minutes was another matter entirely. Moreover, while Kim Heejo had been dazed, nearly 30 seconds of time had vanished meaninglessly. As he stroked up the pillar of flesh wet with his own saliva and semen and rubbed the glans with his palms, Kim Heejo’s face became almost tearful.

“Please, please… please. Please—.”

Words of pleading burst out of their own accord. No matter how much he touched it, the Statue showed no sign of ejaculating at all. In the meantime, the time was steadily decreasing. He touched the root, the pillar, and even the testicles leading down from it, and caressed the back of the glans with piteous desperation.

When only a single digit remained, Kim Heejo let go and attempted a futile escape. The price for that had to be paid with his throat. He was subjected to an insertion so powerful his eyes rolled back. After that, his head was grabbed by both hands and pressed down.

“Kkeu… euk, eup, ueeeueuk, heu… hik.”

As it became fixed without any withdrawal or insertion at all, the sound of boiling breath came from inside his mouth. When a point was reached where the pain exceeded the fear of the opponent, he tried hitting the Statue with all his might with both hands, but only Kim Heejo’s hands hurt. The surface of the body, which had clearly been moving softly like a human’s, was impossibly hard when it actually made contact. The same was true for the organ that was battering Kim Heejo’s throat. Even when he set his teeth, he couldn’t even manage to scratch the surface.

“Keok—.”

For a fleeting moment, he tried to inhale sharply, but it was only once. The inhaled oxygen was crushed by the cock and forced back out. Blood began to reflux rapidly toward his face. Looking at the face that had turned bright red, the Statue pressed below his eyes, making the bloodshot pupils look at it. A peculiar smile appeared on the previously expressionless human face.

“Ueeeueuk, kek… he, euk… !”

His facial skin became so taut it was strange that it didn’t burst, and the extreme oxygen deprivation caused a headache and a burning sensation. Finally, just before his consciousness cut out, the Statue skillfully pulled out its cock at that very moment. That didn’t mean it was letting him rest, though. The soiled cock was rubbed not against his tongue, but against his face. After that happened a few times, Kim Heejo had to accept even the persistent hovering of the glans around his eyelids with gratitude. His subconscious, wanting to avoid pain, had surrendered to the Statue.