Lovely Monsters Chapter 24

Before long, Kim Heejo, his mouth hanging wide open, could no longer suppress his cries and ended up reacting solely to the sensations. As his insides were rummaged through, he groaned in a feverish voice, “Ah, ah,” and wrapped his inner walls around the cock. The sound of the monster’s body clashing against his own echoed from below, and gradually, his inner walls—which should not have been wet—began to turn sodden. The black shadow trembled. Subsequently, the root of the penis began to swell until it grew large enough to plug the entrance. It was blocking the opening so that the semen could not escape.

“Ha… ah, eueuk—.”

But why did it feel good even at a moment like this. Though it did not move, the expanded cock pressed against his very perineum, and the black shadow pushed its cock even deeper. Thanks to that, every single drop of the semen the black shadow ejaculated pooled against his inner walls, seemingly soaking into every fold. The rapture Kim Heejo felt grew without knowing a limit.

At that moment, he suddenly could not breathe. It was not an illusion, but because a physical force was trampling his throat. When his cloudy eyes turned toward the black shadow above his head, it spoke in a distinct voice.

“You slut. Don’t feel so much with a dog’s cock; it makes me jealous.”

As soon as Kim Heejo regained consciousness, he narrowed his eyes. A pile of things was placed atop his thighs and stomach. At first, he did not know what they were, but upon closer inspection, they were used condoms.

Many things had happened before he fainted, and he felt as if he had heard someone saying something, but he had no memory of it. However, looking between his legs, it was obvious what had occurred. He did not want to specifically recall the things he had suffered countless times since falling into this place, but he wanted to remember at least the contents of the note that had felt so incongruous.

What was written there?

At the very end… it felt as if someone had said something, but he could not remember. His mind was pitch black.

Remember.

Remember it.

Kim Heejo, who had been thumping his own head—which felt as if it would only make the sound of a drum because it was so empty—halted. He had intended to hit it more, but Stacked Books, who had approached at some point, had grabbed Kim Heejo’s wrist.

“….”

As soon as he was caught, Kim Heejo knew who it was. There were only three monsters with fully human hands: Lion Head, who wore gloves; Statue, who was eerily cold; and Stacked Books, whose hands at least felt like they had the same body temperature as a human’s.

Am I being subjected to it again? He thought it would have been better not to wake up at all if this was the case, but for whatever reason, Stacked Books picked Kim Heejo up and went to the next cabin. The dazed Kim Heejo widened his eyes. A scene of a cabin unlike any he had seen before unfolded.

Stacked Books lowered Kim Heejo into a bathtub that stood alone in the middle of the cabin. When it turned a nearby hose, warm water poured out.

After that, a strange thing happened. Stacked Books began to wash his body. Moreover, it was with an extremely delicate touch that did not suit those large hands.

Of course, looking back, it was not that strange. Stacked Books had given Kim Heejo a coat before and was remarkably well-behaved compared to the other monsters. Although it had spent a long time thrusting its cock, it had not acted roughly enough to choke him, nor had it hit him.

Naturally, Kim Heejo had never wanted the act itself, but the monster had never been coercive. It was a ridiculous contradiction.

But why is it washing my body? Stacked Books, having filled a bottle with water, even began to wash Kim Heejo’s hair. It was careful, as if handling a piece of glass that would shatter if touched too hard.

If the intention was to rape him after making him clean, then this too was not strange. Kim Heejo decided to just stay still. Then, as the bath was nearing its end, Stacked Books pulled out a book from the part where its neck was presumed to be. It opened it and held it out before Kim Heejo’s eyes.

[“Don’t worry.”]

Tonya said. Heaven be my witness, Tonya harbored no ill will toward this person—this poor and pitiful one before her eyes.]

“…?”

It took out another book, flipped through several pages, and this time pointed to a paragraph at the very end.

[“It seems you need to exhale and calm down. This is certainly not a bad option for you as well.”]

His words were entirely correct.

Pheu— Ha—.

I opened my mouth wide, exhaled, and inhaled.]

Is it trying to communicate with this? Kim Heejo found it absurd because of Stacked Books’ actions and the contents written in the books. Stacked Books was the same as the others in that it had raped Kim Heejo. And that, too, more times than he could count.

However, encountering an opponent who showed him something like ‘goodwill’ in this situation, he could express neither anger nor hatred.

He tried to think that this bastard was at least better, but looking at Stacked Books’ bizarre appearance made his body tremble. To think that all those books were part of its body, yet it could pull one out and open it. Furthermore, the fact that there was actual content written inside felt even more horrific.

[“Oh, my goodness! Has the opinion of that old barker (Note: a profession where one attracts customers to a shop to sell goods and receives payment from the owner) been accepted by you? That is truly a surprise!”]

Amidst complicated emotions, Kim Heejo read the contents of the page Stacked Books held out.

It seemed to be asking if he understood its words. A hesitating Kim Heejo nodded weakly. After a moment, Stacked Books dried his body with a towel and brought clean new clothes and a blanket from somewhere. Kim Heejo accepted the clothes in a daze.

“…By any chance, did you give me the blanket last time too?”

He contemplated for a moment whether he should use formal language or not, but eventually just blurted it out. In many ways, it was a situation where he could not be in his right mind.

[“That’s not my clothes. It’s probably Mister Seo Jeong’s clothes?”]

Choi Taeyoon looked at the clothes Kim Yeonjung was holding for a moment. Since it was Seo Jeong’s clothes, Kang Heejo must have bought it for him. It was strangely similar to the clothes he usually wore.]

So you didn’t give it to me. Why did I ask such a useless thing? Kim Heejo, thinking for a moment, put on the clothes and wrapped the newly obtained blanket around his body.

After that, nothing happened. Just as it had done before, Stacked Books did not touch Kim Heejo and instead stood some distance away. Kim Heejo watched Stacked Books’ toes before leaning his weary body against the sofa. However, the incredibly precarious peace did not last long. Kim Heejo, who had been nodding off, jumped up and scanned the surroundings.

After experiencing it several times, Kim Heejo could not help but notice instinctively. That Lion Head was about to enter this cabin.

If asked which monster he wanted to avoid more, it was naturally Lion Head. Without time to think, Kim Heejo approached Stacked Books. Stacked Books tilted its head to the side and wrapped one arm around Kim Heejo’s shoulder.

If he lifts his head in this state, he can see Stacked Books’ body made of a pile of books. Though covered by clothes, it seemed at least half of its upper body was composed of books. But since the arms were human hands, how the joints were connected… just thinking about it made his stomach churn.

At any rate, there was a clear hierarchy among the monsters. The numerous monsters that had raped Kim Heejo until now were generally equal and seemed to be pushed aside by differences in strength, but Stacked Books and Lion Head were not like that. And—.

[Mr. Lion Head, Mr. Chains, Mr. Statue, and Mr. Stacked Books are currently sleeping. Dear monsters! Now is your chance. Let’s use the hole to our heart’s content!]

Kim Heejo recalled the rules that had been posted on the door. If the ranks of the four monsters were the same, it was much better to cling to Stacked Books.

“….”

Lion Head, who entered the cabin, did not seem to like that. Although he kept his head down, Kim Heejo noticed that two giant monsters were engaged in a strange battle of nerves above his head. They were communicating in a way Kim Heejo did not understand, just like last time.