Chapter 142 The Dark Favor of the Black Chitin Seed A Servant’s Humiliating Transformation
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Marina’s golden eyes flicked between the sinister black seed with its jagged shell and the strong face of her master, Yuuri. This was all too expected.
First off, even with the talk of new ‘flesh armor,’ the thing he pulled out was nothing like the shaming clothes she wore just last night. Plus, her body was remade by her master. She could feel the thick, strong magic power coming from the seed, even without trying. It was only natural that the proud Marina would feel fear at the thought of shame from this thing, which clearly would not stay in its current, scary form.
”Uh, um. How, how are you going to use that?” she whispered. Her voice was shaking.
”Hmm…” Yuuri thought. “Where do you think I plan to use it?”
Telling the details would ruin the purpose of keeping its true use a secret. When the Princess tried to ask, hoping to feel ready, he simply used a fake ‘hint’ to hit her with the truth of where he would put it right now.
”M-maybe on my chest area…? You know, it looks bad, but it kind of looks like something that helps you change form. And Yuuri seems like the kind who likes that, doesn’t he?” Marina stammered, trying to make the horror make sense.
”Oh? That’s a good idea,” Yuuri said softly. “I could start by having thin tentacles squeeze those huge breasts, playing with them the whole time you are changing. That sounds like fun, too.”
Compared to her flexible, trained body, her large breasts felt almost too big. This symbol of womanhood caused such strong desire that one might even think it was another gift ¹ from the Shelm. This thought made his own beating rod swell hotter and surge with a basic lust at the idea of using the tentacled seed to touch them again and again.
Marina, feeling the sudden strong lust in the hard part he was so gently touching, waved her arms in fear and pulled back from the black seed as he slowly brought it toward her chest.
”W-wait, stop! No more! That would never end with just my breasts! I-I know my little hole would get totally destroyed, and I’d show Yuuri the most shameful face! ♡” she cried out.
”Hmph,” he snorted. A low sound was in his chest. “You say you hate it, but your hips are already moving quickly. Do not worry, though. I regretted not touching those big breasts directly yesterday. Taking that lesson to heart, the correct use for this thing is… like this!”
Marina had not really tried to escape—after all, she knew her place as a servant. Yuuri pulled her close, held her waist firmly, and began massaging her stretchy bottom with his hands. The clever Princess, feeling the pressure of the seed against her smooth skin, knew her fate was set.
”Hii! ♡ W-wait! It is armor, right?! If you put it there, how will it possibly wrap around my whole body? ♡♡” she pleaded.
”Heh heh. You will have to check that with your own body,” Yuuri asked of the crying Marina. She was pressing her cheek against his chest, her soft breasts pushing back against his hard stomach.
He slipped his hands under her armpits and around her back. Then, he lifted her knees—which were already wet with feeling—forcing her rear high into the air. Despite her fearful words, the obedient girl did not fight more. Instead, she held onto his waist with a displeased, yet devoted, gaze.
”Ngh-ah, H-hic! ♡♡ H-he really put it in! ♡♡” she cried sharply.
”Oh, you are eager, aren’t you? When I took you for the first time yesterday, you were so tight. Now, your little rear end is already as wet as a woman’s part, isn’t it?” Yuuri mocked.
Pushing aside her beautifully shaped bottom, he pressed the long tip of the seed against her not-clean hole. The tight opening barely fought back. It sucked in the tip. With only a light push from his middle finger, the seed of ruin was swallowed easily.
”Oh-gh, Ohhhnn! ♡ Hoo-ah, W-wait! The inside wall is rubbing! ♡♡ Y-you definitely made the surface rough on purpose! ♡♡” she moaned. Her body was shaking quickly.
”Hoh-hoh, Marina is a clever girl. I would use any trick needed to see that shameful look on your face as your little rear takes pleasure,” he bragged.
He sadly stroked the clinging wetness as he pulled back his finger. The movement made a sickening squelching sound. Marina’s neck turned deep red with shame. She tried very hard to avoid more scorn by licking his chest in a begging action.
”Hmph. You are learning the manners of a servant, I see. But even as you try to be shy, I can see your hips moving side to side—you are clearly trying to get pleasure from the seed that has been put inside, aren’t you?” he scolded.
He pulled Marina away with the hand he’d slipped under her armpit. She had been reduced to begging for his mercy. Her normal smart words were lost to the great shame. He smiled at her fearful look—did she expect another bad thing?—and then slid his hand down from her armpit to thoroughly massage her well-formed breasts.
”Aah! My butt feels so good! Ahhnn! O-of course my breasts do too! Yuuri, please save me! My body is acting alone, begging for you! My inside part is beating and tingling, making me want to give everything to my Master! ♡♡” she cried out. Her shame was now melting into pleasure-filled honesty.
”Heh heh. It must be tiring to always be careful, wouldn’t it? You can show me your true self once in a while, just like you do in the private place,” Yuuri said softly.
Even though their relationship had grown closer, Marina, being born noble, naturally kept a certain dignity. But her servant body nature was slowly breaking her strong spirit. She was starting to worry about it. That was why his heart filled with affection for his friend who was honestly confessing her inner fight—the part of her that wanted to give in to the weaker, pleasured side.
He could not bring himself to tease the Marina who was dropping her pride, so he often just spoiled her instead.
”Ahhnn, huuuh, hnh-hii! ♡♡ It is getting so hot inside my butt! The magic is pouring out! ♡ This is scary! ♡♡” Marina cried. Her gaze wandered as she leaned her upper body into the hand that was enjoying her breasts. Her rear was still pushed out, pleading her bad situation.
While he felt a little unsure about giving more pain to the golden girl who had completely given up, since he had started this favor, he had to make sure she fully enjoyed it with her servant body. So, he strongly stroked the area just beneath her waist from behind—right where the seed was stuck. Marina moved suddenly but looked straight at him with an intentional gaze.
”Ngh-uh! G-go on, do it! ♡ It is the way Yuuri thought up to show affection, after all! I-I know I will feel so good and show you a vulgar sight, but… i-is that the me Yuuri really wants to see?” she asked, forcing herself to be brave.
”Yes, I do. I want to see the sight of the always confident Marina that only I know. I want you to show me every open spot and weakness that only you show to me.”
He knew very well that this request was cruel to the Marina who always had to keep up appearances. But exactly because of that, as he wished for a relationship where they could share such shame, the respected Princess gave a small nod.
”I understand… Come ♡”
”Alright. Here I go,” he confirmed her short agreement. He poured the magic of growth from his hand on her thin waist into the seed deep inside her gut.
Her golden eyes for a moment grew wide in shock. Then her beautiful face twisted in pain before it slowly melted into pure pleasure.
”Haaaa! Oh-ggh! Ngh-oh-ohh! ♡♡ I-it is just as I thought! ♡ This! This is the dragon! ♡♡” she screamed. Her voice was breaking.
The magical effect he had put on the seed to strip the dignity from the noble Princess was huge. Her hips, which had been grinding against him in a plea for contact, were suddenly thrust high into the air. She desperately held onto the hand that had been massaging her breasts. This gave him a clear view of the moment the tentacle tips squeezed out, forcing Marina’s modest opening wide open.
”Hah-oh, Ohh-gh! ♡ Hii, Yuuri! Do not look! ♡♡” she made a small sound of pain.
”No way. You are going to show all of it to me. Look how wide Marina’s cute rear hole is spreading…” he demanded. His voice was rough with excitement.
There was no sound like what you would hear sitting on a toilet every day. But a sickening glooping, stirring sound of her insides being mixed echoed clearly from the gaps between the tentacles as they pushed out, fighting for space. At the peak of this humiliation—something she had never thought of, even in her past life—Marina hid her face on his arm. Her neck was burning red. Her voice was muffled, desperately wishing for the moment to pass.
However, he could not let Marina just complain forever. This humiliation was, at its core, the start of a new rule for master and servant. She was not allowed to cling to her values from outside the workshop and stay bent over.
”Well, do you think you can push all of it out just like that?” he asked, testing her.
”Fuh-hee! ♡ N-no way! You know I cannot! The tentacle egg is growing a sharp spike from inside, and it is firmly caught! On top of that, it is growing more near my butt, and it is squishing and pushing its way out! ♡♡” she confessed.
That was why he questioned Marina as she twisted in the shame and pleasure of her forced push. The main duty of a servant was to accept her sad situation with her mind, not to cry out like an animal. Marina seemed to understand this, explaining exactly how much shame and pleasure she felt, even in response to his demeaning question.
Just as Marina seemed to overcome the humiliation—which had felt focused only on violating her rear—the tentacles spilling out began to climb down her lower body and change their shape.
”Aah, Nooo! ♡ The pushing-out tentacles are wrapping around my legs! Haaa… So, that is where they turn into armor?! ♡♡” she cried out in realization.
”Yes. It is too much trouble to make that big flesh bed just for the binding needed to create a skill. It is easier and more exciting this way—just having the tentacles wrap around her and stick,” Yuuri explained.
As he was quietly telling her to get used to a method that would be used often from now on, the tentacles covering both her legs separated into distinct parts. They formed black hard plating and began to join together. In an instant, they completed the legs of a dark, magnificent knight. Then, more tentacles spilled from her rear, climbing her back and sides, moving their area of invasion to her shoulders and arms.
”Nghk! ♡ That is amazing! I thought this yesterday, too—if you forget the teasing, this armor is really useful! ♡” she admired.
”Yes. I put my whole self into it, thinking about Marina’s survival and how it needs to be ready for battle. …What do you say? Should I tuck a few away in the Ark² as a reserve armor?” he suggested to Marina, who was hypnotized by the attachment to her shoulders and arms.
He conveniently forgot the fact that putting it on required her to be naked and have the seed put into her rear. But just as Marina was groaning, weighing her lost dignity against the guarantee of her life, the changing of the previously squirming tentacles suddenly stopped.
”…Huh? Yuuri, the body parts are not growing.”
”Oh, that is because the body part is only a thin layer and muscles from the start. So it is easy to play with your breasts and your private part… Hey, stop covering up!” Yuuri snapped.
Who did this servant think owned her? Just moments ago, she was proudly showing her naked body to her master. But as soon as the thick hard plating partly covered her limbs, she tried to hide her exposed breasts and genitals with her arms.
He yelled at her foolish attempt. As he glared, he sent magic to her crotch tattoo.
Marina immediately flinched and slowly lowered her arms. She showed her beautiful breasts, her dripping wet secret place, and the dark-red glowing crotch tattoo without holding back.
”Ugh, I feel so stupid for complimenting the armor! ♡ I was thinking of the cool one from yesterday, but Yuuri was only thinking about having sex with me! ♡” she pouted.
”Is there a problem with that? What is your job? Do you need a reason for that outfit besides making my rod feel good?” he demanded. His voice was sharp.
He understood that this small fit of anger was just the beginning of her giving in. Proof of this was that her golden eyes, directed at his rod, were already shining, even though she had been given an armor that was literally made to be used for sex.
Answering her expectation, he spoke a little roughly to remind her of her place as a servant. Marina immediately moved her groin in pleasure, causing her crotch tattoo to flicker brightly. He could not stand the sight of her waiting for her master to make the next move. So he stood tall and looked down at his knight of shame’s shameless figure.
He approached her without hesitation and reached for her fully exposed secret place, which was wide open.
”Hmph. Your private part is all soaked, isn’t it? —Now, Princess. Did you not have something to ask of me, dressing up like that?”
He threw out the shaming question, forcing an appearance on her that was too rough to be called armor. He suggested she had wished for it. As if in response to the word ‘Princess,’ Marina adopted the begging position of a noble who had no choice but to beg a villain—like an aristocrat selling herself—and pleaded for her special skill.
”Ngh-ah, Haaahh! ♡♡ T-that is right, Master! I-I, Marina, am afraid of losing my life halfway! ♡♡ Th-therefore, please give ³ upon me a skill for my survival, with Yuuri’s… with Yuuri-sama’s mighty rod! ♡♡” she declared. Her plea rang with a strange, fierce dignity even as her genitals and breasts were being touched by his hand. His rod instantly grew hotter at her brave statement.
”Please, Yuuri-sama! ♡”
”A-alright. …I understand. Come this way, then.”
Taking the hand that had rested on his rod, a sign of her complete surrender, he wrapped his arm around her exposed waist. The sudden strong royal authority in her voice surprised him. It made him try to walk with her with an awkward, commoner’s politeness that felt completely wrong.
Yet, as they walked calmly across the large washing area, a basic lust for the Princess surged in him. The moment his desire peaked, he started a dark, strong teleportation, taking his co-conspirator Princess away into the Tentacle Space.
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Summary:
In this intense, psychologically charged chapter, Marina faces the terrifying yet pleasurable reality of her servitude when Yuuri introduces the black chitin seed—a new tool for her humiliating transformation. As he forces her to insert the seed into her most private area, the ensuing process is a mix of shame and overwhelming pleasure. The living armor begins to grow, first taking her legs, but Yuuri deliberately leaves her torso exposed for his own arousal. Stripped of her remaining royal dignity, Marina finally succumbs to her servant role, pleading with her Master to grant her a survival skill via his mighty cock, leading to their final, intimate teleportation into the Tentacle Space for the ultimate act of dark magical bestowment.
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Character Insight:
Marina’s internal conflict is reaching a breaking point. Her innate royal pride wages a losing battle against the pure, carnal servant pleasure forced upon her by Yuuri’s Erotic Skill. Her desperate plea for a survival skill, even in her exposed state, shows her core drive remains self-preservation, but her method—begging for it from her master’s virility—confirms her complete submission and twisted devotion. She is transforming into a shame knight, balancing survival with profound degradation.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter establishes a new, faster method for Yuuri to bestow a corrupted skill and armor upon Marina, avoiding the need for the previous ‘flesh bed’ method. The focus is on the emotional and physical violation of the chitin seed entering Marina’s body via her rear, turning the act of skill bestowment into a deeply personal and humiliating ritual of ownership. The un-armored torso is a deliberate design choice by Yuuri, emphasizing that her function is sexual pleasure first, and combat readiness second. The Tentacle Space is the private location for the final, intimate act.
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T/L:
1 gift A direct reference to the corrupted deity Shelm in the world-building, suggesting the seed or the armor itself is a form of twisted divine favor. ↩
2 Ark This is a term used in the original source, possibly referring to a type of inventory or storage system in this fantasy world. ↩
3 bestow A highly formal word, keishi (恵賜), which emphasizes Marina’s royal background and the solemnity she is trying to apply to the humiliating request. ↩
Notes:
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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