HRDHG Chapter 1

The night was painted with a crimson moon hanging high in the sky, as if it would swallow the whole world. 

 

Just a few hours earlier, a woman in a lavish dress had shyly smiled beneath a glittering chandelier, but now she lay naked on the bed, not a single thread covering her body.

 

Like the night sky, her dark blue hair spilled across the pure white sheets. Her narrow waist contrasted with her full breasts, which heaved as the tentacles beneath her body slithered up her arms and sides, making her erect nipples tremble. The color of her nipples was a cute, soft pink.

 

“…Ngh. No… N-no, stop.”

 

The woman shook her head in defiance as the slippery, viscous tentacles coiled around her pale skin. 

 

But the more she resisted, the tighter they constricted around her, even lifting her off the bed entirely. Her body hovered slightly in the air as another tentacle, slithering down her spine, seized her milky-white thighs. 

 

The tentacle’s grip forcibly spread apart her firmly closed legs.

 

With nothing covering her, her most private parts were fully exposed to the air. Her labia, both major and minor, slowly parted to the sides, revealing skin the same delicate pink as her nipples.

 

“Hah… No! Stop, stop!”

 

The cold air touching her most intimate areas made her shiver. Her struggles grew even more frantic, her hips writhing up and down as she desperately tried to twist free from the tentacles coiled around her.

 

But the tentacles were nothing like a human—devoid of reason or mercy. 

 

No matter how desperately she thrashed or pleaded, they showed no sign of stopping.

 

Instinctively, it sought the wettest part of the woman’s body and thrust its head in. 

 

First, several large, tangled tentacles blocked her mouth.

 

Next was the secret space between her legs. 

 

Wriggling up the soft flesh of her inner thighs, the tentacles teased her vulva, brushing against it lightly as if playing a game.

 

“Hah, ugh…!”

 

Even in the midst of fear and terror that gripped her entire body, a faint flicker of arousal made her throw her head back with a moan. 

 

Tears welled up in her eyes before streaming down her temples.

 

“Crying? Are you crying now, Etricia? How is it that even your tears are this beautiful, our dear Cia?”

 

The tentacle tapping against her vulva paused at the sound of a man’s voice, then slowly retreated. 

 

Shrinking in size, it seemed to recognize its master.

 

“…!”

 

The woman, Etricia, snapped her eyes open. Her damp, thick lashes curled upward, revealing deep blue irises that matched the color of her hair.

 

When filled with tears like now, her eyes gave the impression of stars plucked straight from the night sky and embedded within them.

 

“Your swollen lips, your flushed cheeks, even the bridge of your nose—all adorable… but especially these eyes.”

 

The man, his face fully heated, lowered his gaze slightly. He studied Etricia’s face inch by inch before gripping his own cock in his hand.

 

Already slick with pre-cum, each stroke of his palm produced lewd, wet sounds that filled the room.

 

She should have realized it sooner—the moment his voice, piercing her eardrums, carried an oddly excited edge.

 

However, Etricia, who had thought she’d found a glimmer of hope like a lighthouse illuminating the dark night sea, had to sink even deeper into despair at the sight…  

 

Meanwhile, Seoah—a completely ordinary office worker now possessing Etricia’s body—was so dumbfounded that she nearly let her disbelief show.  

 

‘No, no. I can’t react like this.’

 

Hurriedly reminding herself of her role as Etricia, the heroine of the 19+ reverse harem game 【Silver Princess in the Cage】, Seoah forced her narrowed eyes to widen as much as possible.  

 

Putting on the most pitiful expression she could muster, she swallowed back a whimper and acted out the ‘despair’ Etricia was supposed to feel. 

 

The tentacles filling her mouth made verbal expression impossible anyway.  

 

Luckily, her quick thinking seemed to have gone unnoticed. 

 

Just as Seoah sighed inwardly in relief, the man whose tentacles coiled around her let out a low, muffled groan before murmuring,

 

“Looking at me like that just makes me want to make you cry more, Cia.”  

 

As if responding to his voice, the tentacle that had momentarily retreated slithered back toward Seoah’s lower half.  

 

For the sake of the story’s progression, she had no choice but to feign reluctance outwardly. But secretly, she was desperate for the tentacles to ravage her without delay, swallowing hard in anticipation.  

 

As if answering her silent plea, the tentacle finally brushed against her already spread folds.  

 

Tap, tap— 

 

Testing whether it had found the right spot, the slick appendage prodded her pink flesh a few times before confirming its target. 

 

With a sudden, forceful squirm, it transformed—ready to claim her completely.

 

At first glance, it resembled a ring with a hollowed-out center, but it was hard to consider it an actual ring. 

 

Its surface was covered in sharp protrusions, as if countless tiny needles had been embedded into it.  

 

“…!”  

 

A slow, creeping tentacle approached between Seoah’s legs, and her chest swelled with anticipation. Of course, she made sure not to forget—her already pale face grew even whiter, feigning utter terror.  

 

“Hng… Ugh…!”  

 

They must never find out that she wasn’t actually Etricia, nor that she was enjoying this situation more than anyone else. She had to hide it completely.  

 

Only then could she ensure that the gameplay, which had continued uninterrupted since the main story of this game began, would proceed without issue.  

 

Plop!

 

Tears scattered across the bedsheet as Seoah gasped roughly.

 

Though she shook her head desperately, the tentacle invading the defenseless space between her legs showed no mercy—its needle-like protrusion stabbed sharply into the entrance leading deeper inside.  

 

“Ack… Ugh—!”  

 

Her hips, trembling faintly in the air, jerked upward before sinking back down. Pain shot through the most vulnerable part of her body, clouding her vision.  

 

As the tentacle, which had clung to her mucous membrane like a kiss, withdrew its spike and pulled away, a gush of slick fluid poured out as if waiting for this moment. 

 

The burning ache in her entrance gradually gave way to a scorching heat. Soon, the inner walls, too, began to simmer—slowly but unmistakably.  

 

Her dark blue eyes, though dimmed as if sensing what was to come, lost focus. Her expression grew hazy, and her pelvis twisted on its own.  

 

“Hnngh… Ah… Hng—!”

 

Though it was more like being forced open than having her mouth blocked, as the tentacle that had been thrust inside slipped out, a moan burst past her parted lips as if it had been waiting.

 

“Princess, does it feel that good? Look at how eagerly your cute little pussy is twitching. Right now is the perfect time to stuff a cock in—that’ll really drive you wild…”

 

Another man, who had been on the bed as well and had slipped between Seoah’s spread legs at some point, fixed his gaze on her pink-hued nib and clicked his tongue in disappointment.

 

“Well, we’ll save that for later. For now, I’ll make you feel good in a different way.”

 

Then, as if it had never happened, the man smirked and found the owner of the tentacle.

 

“Delian. Spread this hole open for me, quick.”

 

“Kielus.”

 

The owner of the tentacle, Delian, fixed his green eyes on Kielus, who had called for him. 

 

Soon, the tentacle between Seoah’s legs writhed again before returning to its original smooth form.

 

Squirm, squirm—

 

A new tentacle slid up Seoah’s thigh. Now two in number, the tentacles burrowed into the pink flesh before gripping the flushed entrance and spreading it wide to either side.

 

After exposing her opening, the bright red inner flesh was now completely on display.

 

“…Ha-k!”

 

Seoah’s body jerked violently as the cold air met the scorching heat of her inner walls. The heat boiling up from deep inside her abdomen made her feel as if her mind was melting.