Lovely Monsters Chapter 29

But I wasn’t afraid. It was just that I felt like I was going to go crazy.

Kim Heejo, who had been letting out cries as if they were screams, accepted Lion Head’s semen into his hole down to the last drop. He had ended up doing so even though he didn’t want to.

“Heueu, eut, haueu… hik….”

The hole, stretched wide into the shape of a cock, looked as if a fist had passed through it. The entrance, which had been subjected to harsh friction, had all its wrinkles smoothed out; it couldn’t even flicker and just trembled piteously. Kim Heejo, panting from exhaustion in that state, stiffened his body. Lion Head, who was still holding him so he couldn’t lower his waist, abruptly thrust his middle and ring fingers into the hole.

“…!”

The size of the hand alone was similar to a 30cm ruler, so it felt as if two small penises had entered. It wasn’t just a feeling; it looked that way to the eyes as well.

However, while looking at such a gruesome sight, the pleasure rushing into his body right then was greater than the loathing. The fingers, which felt rougher than bare skin because of the gloves, rubbed against the inner walls and then curved to scratch at his sensitive spots, causing not only the hole but the surrounding area to twitch along with them.

“Hik, ah… heu.”

The limp entrance, startled by the stimulation, curled into a circle. As he began to tighten around Lion Head’s fingers, the fingertips drew a large circle and began to scoop out the semen.

He’s going to do it again anyway. Then isn’t it better for the inside to be wet?

While spreading his legs and gasping, Kim Heejo suddenly had that thought. Of course, it was possible the monster was doing that because it preferred a tighter, drier interior. That son of a bitch—no, that fucking lion bastard—Kim Heejo groaned helplessly due to the hand movements that felt like they were raking through his insides.

“Hey, you piece of…!”

But Lion Head’s bizarre behavior did not end there. Kim Heejo, whose body was suddenly lifted upward, found himself with his legs spread in front of Lion Head’s face. The head of the beast, thick with fur, took its place between his thighs. A terrified Kim Heejo widened his eyes.

No matter how much he had scraped it out, it was the hole he had just ejaculated into; was the monster indifferent to that, or was it okay because it was his own semen, or okay because he was a beast, or okay because he was a monster?

In any case, Kim Heejo was not okay, but the act was proceeding without any regard for his will.

“Heuak, heut, eueueu, heup….”

A beast’s breath was incomparable to a human’s. It was hotter, and the breath itself was impossibly heavy. To make matters worse, Lion Head, realizing that Kim Heejo was reacting even to his breathing, intentionally exhaled a long breath.

“…!”

When the heat-laced breath touched the open hole, Kim Heejo felt as if a shrill scream would burst out from that alone. Just as he involuntarily put a lot of strength down there, Lion Head stuck out a rough, long tongue.

“Kkeu… heuk, eut, haueeu…!”

It was the tongue of a giant beast. Since he was a lion standing over 2m tall, his tongue was almost the size of a hand. As that wide, thick tongue swept in a straight line across the hole, the perineum, and even the testicles, white sparks flew before his eyes. Kim Heejo, who had squeezed his eyes shut, panted while bracing his hands against the wall.

Because Lion Head’s two hands were gripping his waist, he couldn’t pull his lower body back, nor could he try to twist his body away. He tried to squeeze Lion Head’s head with his thighs, but the more he did, the tongue moved in and out with shameless skill.

“Ah, ah!”

The more the tip of the tongue touched, the more it felt like his lower pleasure points were catching fire. Lion Head, who had been sweeping over the spots that had become sensitive and then sensitive again with his tongue, finally invaded the inside of the hole. At first, he rolled his tongue in the shallow part in an uncharacteristic manner, but sure enough, he slid deep inside and stirred the interior like a tentacle.

“Ha… ah, eut!”

The mucous membrane touched by the tongue cried out in a stinging pain, but soon pleasure washed over it. Before long, Kim Heejo came to like the sensation of the tongue, grown over with tiny protrusions, licking the inside of his hole to an unbearable degree.

“Ah, aaheuhu… eu, eung…!”

Amidst the overflowing pleasure, reason occasionally reared its head. It was because Lion Head’s behavior felt so sudden.

Originally, Lion Head acted as if he had nothing but thrusting on his mind, knowing nothing but pressing his lower half against him. But why the hell is he doing this? Kim Heejo, who had cast his gaze downward, caught Lion Head’s eye for a moment and laid bare his feelings of absurdity.

“Heuak…!”

It seemed Lion Head didn’t like that. Kim Heejo thought so for a split second and then became unable to think any further. Even up until a moment ago, the hole hadn’t been completely flush with Lion Head’s mouth, but as the monster forced his waist down, he ended up slumping right onto it.

A large mouth and sharp canines, and the incisors situated in the middle. Kim Heejo, who suddenly learned the dental structure of a predator through his private parts, reflexively grabbed the mane, but nothing changed.

Furthermore, Lion Head’s face was vastly different from a human’s. The nose exhaling breath pressed between his testicles, and his incisors touched the area around the hole. Moreover, the tongue stretched out long was rummaging through his insides like a sex organ.

In this state, even if he closed his eyes, he couldn’t endure by imagining that he was doing it with Choi Yujeong.

Choi Yujeong used to do this often. He would constantly pester the shy Kim Heejo to try sitting on his face. Kim Heejo, who ended up granting his boyfriend’s request every time, would feel it so much he would be driven to tears while struggling.

“Honey, tell me the truth.”

A hazy imagination of a place he could not reach flickered by. Choi Yujeong, who had been lying side by side with Kim Heejo, poked the other’s reddened cheek with a finger.

“Honestly, that felt the best, didn’t it?”

About a day’s worth of time is estimated to have passed. Kim Heejo, having escaped from Lion Head, was walking toward the front car again stark naked. It was because Lion Head had torn up all the clothes Stacked Books had given him, and the monster hadn’t given him anything proper to wear. The only thing intact was the coat that Kim Heejo had been able to take off in a hurry.

“…That fucking bastard, if he was going to do that shit, he should’ve at least given me clothes.”

He grumbled to himself involuntarily and walked forward. When he had passed about twenty cabins that way, he luckily picked up something like a machete. It was in a cabin that was empty except for a single sofa.

Kim Heejo swallowed hard and slowly examined the machete. Its length was about the size of Kim Heejo’s arm. Even the razor-sharp blade was terrifying, but that aspect was actually reassuring. Remembering the time he had attacked a monster before only to fail miserably, Kim Heejo put strength into both hands.

Later, when he went about three cars forward, he met a monster there that was banging its head against the wall. It had an old-fashioned television set instead of a head, and as soon as it discovered Kim Heejo, it got an erection and rushed over hurriedly.

Swinging the hand holding the machete was something that happened almost reflexively. There was a loud noise, and black shards scattered before his eyes while smoke spread at the same time. Only then did Kim Heejo realize what he had done and widened his eyes.

He hadn’t even expected much, but the result was beyond his imagination. The cathode-ray tube shattered into pieces, and the monster stopped moving. Then, trembling with both arms, it began to reach forward.

Seizing that moment, Kim Heejo repeatedly struck the part where the television was connected to the body with the knife. Thud, thud, thud—the same sound that occurred when the monsters raped him continued as hot blood burst out everywhere. Stimulated by that heat, he moved his arm wildly ten, twenty times.

And then… it died. The monster.

The moment Kim Heejo realized that, a broadcast began to blare from the speakers installed inside the cabin.

[An announcement for all monsters. A CRT TV monster has passed away on Train 9709. We pray for the deceased monster’s soul. The deceased was a kind-hearted monster who usually took good care of the surrounding monsters, and recently had been working hard to fulfill the wish of eating a sacrifice that entered the train even just once—.]

To avoid hearing any more of the nauseating broadcast content, Kim Heejo headed to the next cabin.

Regardless, it was enjoyable.

Even though he was afraid, a sense of rapture boiled up due to what had just happened, to the point that he was almost laughing. Kim Heejo, gripping the hand holding the machete tightly, headed toward the front car with a pace so fast it was as if he were flying.

After that, Kim Heejo went around killing every monster he encountered.