Looking at the panting red faced woman underneath him, Alros could not help but stroke her pitiful wanting face.
Previously, she was the most defiant out of the newly captured women, but now she was violated by him, she looked like a docile kitten.
Looking at the others, they all suffer the same fate, red faced with bodily fluid, his and theirs staining their bodies.
Aside from the one he is currently ravaging, the others have lost their consciousness, though some manage to hold on to their, but barely, their eyelids half-closed as they recover from the exertion of the rough session.
"Master," the woman underneath panted, "please, this slut want more," she pleaded, her arms trying to wrap around his bigger frame but her tired limbs could barely hold on before it failed her, falling to her sides.
"Don't worry, I will ravaged you even more brutally," he then pushed his dick inside her weeping cunt, making her squeal as he proceed to pummel her inside with his cock.
-x-
"Looks like I will get to see a show," he mused, watching as a a party of adventurers entered the designated Death Spot, one he put the Giant Marsh Frog at.
"Let see how effective you are, my creation,"
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"There seem to be no monsters around here, at least it seem so," a woman, the tracker of the group of 8 female adventurers said, looking around warily.
He, along with the scout are at the front, watching and making sure there are no ambushes waiting for them. They even looked upwards, to the annoyance of some people.
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"Urgh, I'm going to barf," the short black-haired tracker exclaimed, her head spinning, like the rest of her body as the frog continue to move, it's stomach moving as well as the liquid inside of it hit her everywhere.
"P-please, s-stop," she slurred out, her spinning head making it hard for her to say anything, as she wanted the torment to stop. She is going to die anyway, so let her die in peace!
The frog seemed to listen to what she said and stop, letting it stomach, and her stomach rest. "Urgh, too close," the tracer exclaimed, her hand on her belly as she tried to get her stomach to settle.
So focus on not barfing that she did not realize what is happening to her, or to be exact, her clothes. She only realize it when the liquid her skin, when there are clothes on it before.
"Wha- Aaarghhh!" she yelled in embarrassment, realizing that she is almost half-naked, her clothing in tatters with holes everywhere, and from the look of it, it just the start.
"I have to get out of here," she said before trying to climb the frog's stomach. Unfortunately, the moment she touched it stomach, more liquid filled its stomach, the liquid only stopping when it reached her neck.
Realizing in horror, the tracker touched the remaining clothing, confirming her fear when she felt the clothes starting to dissolve, with the end result would be her being fully nude.
"No! Get me out!" she slammed her fists on the frog's stomach, as getting eaten is one thing, but to strip her nude before that, that is another.
Yet, her attempt is futile, as the liquid continue to dissolve her clothes, until there is nothing left. When there is nothing covering her body, the liquid recede, until it reaches her knees, though she still covered her private parts, despite nothing being there.
"It should be over, right?" she asked herself. That's when several ticks landed on her back as the frog opened its mouth, water and leeches flooding the stomach before she could even try to escape.
"Waaaah!" her scream of surprise did not deter the parasite, as the leeches quickly bite her, from her legs, to arms, even her breasts and ass. As for the tick, they prefer to stuck on her neck and back.
She tried to rip them off but as she did so, it is too painful, making her stop. Slowly, she could feel she was getting tired, to the point she could no longer stand on her legs and forced on her knees.