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Containment, Chapter 4 Part 2

"Alright, so, we determined what happened, but we haven’t figured out how it happened.” Devin Powell said, flipping through the stacks of insurance paperwork, personnel files, and memorandums he received the following night from the company’s legal and human resources departments. “Ms. Chu, who was the director of the site Ur?” He asked, glancing up at the various advisors seated around the conference table before coming looking at Wendy Chu, one of the supervisors for site Ur. “That would me Elaina Wenkmyer. At the time, she seemed like the most promising candidate and her career in resource management for Daedalus Engineering made her the top candidate for director. After all, she oversaw the site’s construction and incidents at the site were kept at an acceptably low level with most being resolved without the use of the Blackhawk contingent assigned to guard each site.”Powell nodded, he remembered each interview and Elaina particularly stuck to him. He knew she was ambitious, but there was part of him that doubted her ability to manage operations like this in the long term. “I understand that, Ms. Chu, however, that doesn’t cover up the fact that she had several psychological episodes where she was found naked inside the containment dome.” He said, pulling her psychological profile out from amongst the stacks of personnel files from site Ur. “Yes, sir, however, I was also the one who recommended cycling her out for several months to allow for mental examinations and recuperation. Steve was the one in charge of organizing that and he delayed it time and time again.” Wendy Chu said, deflecting the brunt of the blame to the personnel manager for the various research sites, Steven Moss. “Wendy, you know I was busy putting out my own fires, Blackhawk was trying to squeeze more money from us and I didn’t get the paperwork for that until well after things had gotten out of hand.” Moss said, starting to bicker with Chu before Powell silenced them both. “Look, I don’t give a damn who dropped the ball, right now we need to focus on salvaging this situation, and the more cooperative you are, the more likely you are to keep your job.” Powell glanced back at the personnel record of Elaina Wenkmyer before scribbling something down on the employment history. “All records of this debacle, including personnel involved is to remain highly secret, if any of you say so much as the name of the station, personnel, or subject matter involved, you will be terminated effective immediately, and sent to some god forsaken mining colony to live out your days in abject poverty, is that understood.” Powell finished his warning with a sharp click of the pen before passing the personnel file around. “Last thing we need are loose lips, but while we are on the topic of personnel, Mr. Moss, I have some questions for you.”Powell turned back to Steven Moss and stared daggers at the balding, 43 year old man. “I remember stating when this project was first getting off the ground, that none of the staff should have any psionic abilities whatsoever. Mr. Moss, reports from our monitoring stations around Ishtar registered magnitude 2.1 on Rhine-Burton scale about four hours before we lost control of the facility, and right at the time of loss, another shockwave clocking in at 7.2. How do you explain this?” Moss felt all color drain from his face as his throat knotted up. He had no explanation and he knew he was sunk. Before Moss could open his mouth, Powell cut him off. “Is it because you felt there was no need to test the psionic sensitivity of each candidate? Or was it because you thought that it was a waste of time and resources that could have been better put to use on your own projects.”In a matter of moments, Steven Moss felt himself physically shrink as the board stared at him, each one accusing him and mocking him in their own way. “Steven Moss, you are hereby relieved of your position of Staff Coordinator for this project as well as your position of CPO for Paralaxia, further more you are to be relieved of assets you attained during your tenure and you will be tried for money laundering, mismanagement, and depending on how this coming operation goes, the loss of over 1.6 billion dollars’ worth of company property, equipment, and personnel. Your office has already been cleaned out, your family has been informed of your ineptitude, and your wife has already filed for divorce with a rather substantial settlement that your department will pay out.”Powell finished his speech just as several members of a Blackhawk security team entered the room and seized Steven Moss. The rest of the advisors looked on in discomfort as Moss was unceremoniously dragged from the room before the doors closed, silencing his pleas for mercy. “Now, to address the question on everyone’s mind, yes, your head is also on the chopping block. This is shaping up to be a multibillion dollar catastrophe, and the only things keeping this from getting worse, is the fact that the dampener field is still up, meaning whatever fuckery that’s going on within Site Ur is staying inside Site Ur. So, what happened with Ms. Wenkmyer?”Four days earlier:Elaina Wenkmyer crawled on her hands a knees through maze of vents and tunnels that snaked through Site Ur like veins in a body. Her once pristine corporate casual suite was tattered and stained, and to make matters worse, she was trying to hide in what was essentially the home territory of the Intai Juhen. She knew containment had been breached when the video feed showing Dr. Harrow reaching the emergency tunnels passed across her AR feed, but Wenkmyer thought that it would be an easy thing to fix. If she could go back in time and slap herself for thinking anything involving the Inju would be easy, she’d have done it multiple times by now. Now, she was trying to hide from the Inju by going to the last place their burgeoning hive mind would expect, straight to the source of the problem itself, the Biodome.To anyone else this would seem like a suicide attempt, or as close as one could get with the Inju, but she had an ace up her sleeve. She didn’t know how, but she instinctively knew where each Inju monstrosity was within a certain distance. The only problem, was that this worked almost like a two way radio, with Inju creatures broadcasting their location like starships lost in a gas nebula, but also homing in on her, like a port beacon advertising safe harbor, or in this case, identifiable prey. Elena had learned the hard way that this was the case, when one of her group, a young researcher who looked to be descended from Polynesian stock, was grabbed and pulled into the air ducts. In the back of her mind, she thought that the Inju were gunning for her specifically, but as long as she kept people around her, there was no real way for creatures to insure success.Unfortunately, ever since the breach, there have been less and less people in the station in general, and even less that would be willing to follow her. Wenkmyer had no way of ensuring her safety now, and the thought of getting captured by the ever increasing variety of bioforms terrified her immensely. However, she could see the light at the end of the tunnel as she sensed fewer and fewer Inju near her as the hours passed. Emerging from the one of the floor vents, Wenkmyer pulled herself onto the prefab corridor, though everything seemed a little more, fuzzy, than she remembered. “Shit… the conversion process has already started.” She said, observing the moss like plant matter covering the hallway as far as the eye could see. Every so often, she saw large black nodes protruding from the moss, and it took little imagination to think of what was held inside. “Well, this certainly complicates matters. Conversion of the station is happening a lot faster than even the most pessimistic results anticipated. And with this, the hive will most likely start taking steps to protect itself, meaning soldier bioforms will start to appear, as well as more aggressive and intelligent capture forms.”Wenkmyer pondered the situation, wondering why the moss hadn’t taken root in the vents, but not having the luxury to find out, she opted instead to send this as part of her final report back to Parallaxia. She may not have understood everything in the monthly briefings, but one thing she did know was that if an invasion had progressed this far, then it was getting dangerously close to the point of no return. “Alright, well I can’t do anything about this now, best I can do is make it to the secondary control station, and hope to God I can wait this out until rescue comes.” She said to herself, breaking into a brisk jog as she navigated the now alien looking corridors of the station. Soon, she found herself in the administrative wing of the station, though, it did not look anything like it used too. The moss that had covered the hallways and corridors of the personnel had completely covered the atrium, spreading up the columns and across the walkways like a creeping green tide. Worse yet, it had started to germinate. Stalks of strange fibrous vines sprouted from the green carpet, writhing in the air as they reached up towards the reinforced glass of the skylight as bulbous blue and green pods pulsed slowly as they gestated. “Dammit… this is seriously bad.” Wenkmyer said, working her way around the atrium and doing her best to avoid the squirming vines. She read reports of strange flora sprouting up on planets captured by the Inju, and from the looks of it, the same thing was happening to her station.Wenkmyer exited the atrium, moving faster than her cautious mind would have allowed were it not for the fact that her station, her magnum opus, was about to be corrupted. “I can still salvage this situation, things are still bad, but not to the poi-” Something snagged her leg as she moved through the hallway, causing her to trip and land on one of the black nodes growing like tumors out of the moss. There was a moment where it looked like she would be safe, that the membrane holding the black goo would hold and she’d be able get away, but, with a sickening pop, Wenkmyer felt herself fall into the now expanding puddle of opaque latex like goo.“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Wenkmyer thought, struggling to free herself from her goopy prison. “I can’t get out! Fuck, I can’t get out!” She said, panic taking full control of her as she struggled and writhed, only succeeding in trapping herself further as the latex puddle spread over her body. “SOMEBODY HELP ME!” She screamed, feeling her voice crack as the cry echoed through the hallway, with only silence answering back. Or, it would have, were it not for the sound of chittering coming from above her.Several long legs descended from above as the spider-like body of an Inju capture form illuminated itself in the dark hallway. Wenkmyer screamed in abject terror as she looked upon the creature. It had eight legs, each tipped with grasping claws that it could use to manipulate objects or hold down prey. Its body was a lot like a spider, aside from the bulging egg sac and dripping ovipositor that hung outside its body next to a set of spinnerets. Where she looking at the creature from above, she would have noticed a long tube jutting out of its bulbous thorax, but concerned her the most was its head. Its head more resembled a cross between the body of an octopus and the head of a slug, with eight tentacles covering its mouth and eyes that rested of stalks as it stared down at her. She watched helplessly as the claws sunk into the goo, grasping her arms and legs as it pulled her up with little resistance.By this time, her entire body was covered in the slime, and coupled with the claws holding her limbs, it made movement virtually impossible. Wenkmyer continued to scream, struggling all she could as she was pulled up towards the belly of the creature. She watched as its tentacled mouth flared open for just a moment before it wrapped itself around her head, a long tube pushing out of a long thin slit in the creatures mouth and slithering down her throat as she felt her legs pulled apart. She knew her cloths were gone, that was one thing the Inju were especially adept at, but at the moment, that was the least of her worries. Her muffled screams were virtually silenced by the tentacled hood, and when she felt its ovipositor brush up against her trembling slit, her body erupted into violent spasms and shaking as she tried to free herself from the grasps of the creature.Then, with a thrust, she felt the long tube push deep into her crevasse, reaching and breaching her womb in one painful motion. She cried as the pain shot through her spine, though, this feeling of discomfort was soon amplified as she felt something being to trickle down the tube in her mouth. She felt four other tendrils snake along the trembling flesh of her face as they pushed themselves into her nostrils and pressed against her temples. Almost immediately, she felt woozy, almost drunk as her body began to tingle. “What’s going on? What’s happening?!” She thought as the pain in her womb died down and soon, pleasure began radiating from her slit. “No, no, this isn’t right, it’s doing something to me!” She felt a strange gas begin to fill her nose and for a while, she refused to breath, and only when her lungs burned from lack of oxygen did she inhale.That was all it took for the creature to gain complete control of her body. Her mind weakened as the psionic assault shattered any fears or doubts she had, and the gas and liquid it pumped into her body made her ache and burn with lust. Then she felt the first egg being pushed down to the tube and press against her puffed out pussy lips. With a jolt, it rocketed inside her, pushing through until she felt it burble out into her womb with a heavy dose of slime. She moaned, loving the feeling as another entered her slit, and then another. She felt herself cum sporadically, her body in tremors as pleasure wracked the last vestiges of her conscious thought.Soon, her body spasmed in continuous orgasmic pleasure as one by one, the creature’s eggs filled her womb, growing her belly as the eggs bulged out. Suddenly, with one last jolt, the ovipositor left her body, leaving a long, thick worm in her womb to keep the eggs from falling out before they hatched. The worm writhed and wiggled inside her dripping hole, keeping Wenkmyer from forming any coherent thoughts as the creature began to spin her cocoon. Then, she felt the tube in her mouth begin to retract as the tendrils in her nose and against her temples slithered back into their holdings. He face was blank as moans escaped her now free mouth, the taste of the creature’s aphrodisiac still fresh as her body was wrapped tightly in silk. Then, with one last blast of silk, she was covered and stuck to the underside of the construct as it traveled towards the hive.

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Well, this arc is almost over, sorry for not posting any actual stories for a while, IRL has been a little hectic for me and I've been very busy with personal issues these last couple weeks. Hope you enjoy the story and I'll try have Chapter 4, Part 2 up by the end of today. Until then, enjoy.

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adismalcollegestudent · 6 years ago

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Lisarra and the Slugs, pt. 1

Wrote this for @kleinvoimond and her character, the ever lusty Tau, Lisarra. Hope you enjoy because this is going to be a two parter.

________________________________________________________________ Lisarra struggled against tendrils slithering around her body through the opaque ooze eating away at her armor and suit, leaving the Tau female entirely at the mercy of the slug like monstrosity currently molesting her. She tried bracing her arms against the jaws of the monster, but it simply opened its toothless, fleshy maw wider than she expected and swallowed them with sickening slurp. Lisarra felt herself sink deeper into the creature’s undulating mouth, pressure building and releasing as her torso sank into the overflowing pool of slime. She started to lose feeling in her limbs and body as her resistance become more and more labored. Each movement sapped more and more strength from her, and fighting off the myriad of tendrils that coiled up and around her body became more and more difficult. Adding to this, the tendrils, which she assumed were the creatures tongues, moved in an oddly sensual way, coiling around her body as they tasted her skin and explored her, with some finding their way under her rapidly dissolving breast plate and spreading the numbing slime over her chest as their nub like mouths suckled and pulled at her tits.Other tentacles found their way between her legs, sending more pleasure through her body as her taint and clit were engulfed and suckled before a harsh cry of pleasure provided an opening for one coiling around her neck. Before Lisarra knew what was happening, the tendril that coiled around her head slid into her mouth, slime oozing from its tip as it forced its way down her throat. Her eyes widened as slime spilled from her cheeks and nostrils, her mouth barely able to contain the tentacle as tingling sensations replaced the numbing void. Each movement she made sent small jolts of pleasure and the tentacles brought even more. In the back of her mind, Lisarra knew she was finished, whatever this creature had done, and there was no chance of escape as her body was pulled deeper into its cavernous maw. The soft, fleshy lips of the creature brushed against her breasts, tentacles still suckling and nursing on her tits as it closed around her neck. Then, as if she had never been there, the creature closed its mouth around her head. The peristaltic motion of its throat pushing her nearly comatose body into its stomach as the slug retreated back into the swamp.-----------------------------------------------------------Two Weeks Prior

The muggy air greeted Lisarra and the other Lotus Caste concubines as they made their way down onto Sa’mot’phal, the newest colony founded by the Tau empire. The twelve or so concubines were some of the first Tau to set foot on the planet, aside from the original 500 colonists of the Earth and Fire Castes, but were none the less pleased with their role in this event. In this regard, Lisarra should have been excited, and in a way she was, but the planet that they had been assigned too seemed to be little more than a hot, muggy, and humid ball of mud no better than what the Gue’la called Catachan. In fact, almost immediately, the concubines found themselves assaulted by various biting insects and flies that seemed to have developed a taste for the Tau settlers.

Never the less, Lisarra knew what her purpose was, and after almost ten years of experience with a variety of different species and sexes, she could call herself the best. Within an hour of arrival, her quarters were set up and all of her belongings were already being offloaded by the various drones controlled by the Earth Caste technicians. By the end of the day, the 10x15 room was decorated with her belongings, various posters of somewhat indecent animated holovids were hung on the walls, incense smoke faintly clung to the air and drowned out the horrid stench of the bog, and her various cloths and “uniforms” were already folded and inside the drawers.

Lisarra was none too surprised to see her clientele already lining up outsider her quarters as the Earth Caste engineers, surveyors, and scientists finished up their work and the Fire Caste guards simply did not have anything better to do with their time other than spar with each other and patrol the jungle. Lisarra did not know much about the planet, but from the briefings she was given, there appeared to be no sentient life inhabiting it, and aside from a several species of frog like organisms that generally grew to about a meter long, it was mostly just insectoid and avian organisms that inhabited the area designated as the new colony site.

Never the less, this was more than enough to provide inspiration for the scientists, most of whom had been studying the fauna in depth. The first night was spent with listening to the requests of both the Fire Warriors and the Earth Caste scientists and engineers. While Fire Warriors were undoubtedly skilled warriors and lovers, imagination was not one of the things granted to their Caste by the Ethereals, though some of them, mostly the women and several of the younger men, did surprise Lisarra with requests for what the Gue’la sect known as the Sisters of Battle called bondage. And luckily for them, Lisarra had come prepared.

The engineers mostly had no need for the Lotus Caste concubines physically and instead chose to use them for deeper mental stimulation, preferring to discuss mechanical dilemmas, philosophy, and other matters of the like. The scientist, out of all three groups, were by far the most eager and in the weeks leading up to their arrival, had pestered the engineers into designing and building several rather interesting devices that mimicked the sexual or predatory organs of several species of local insectoid creatures, mainly ovipositors and string spraying snares that Lisarra noted looked familiar to some of the specimens the scientists kept in their labs.

All and all, the meetings took most of the first week and by the time they were finished, Lisarra felt she knew what most everyone in the camp wanted. By the evening of their seventh day, the Lotus Caste began their roles as camp concubines as the first group of clients made their way to section of the camp dedicated to the Lotus Caste. Each of the seven concubines took one of the guests, and Lisarra, being the head, got first pick. Her first client was one of the xenobiologists of the Earth Caste scientists. Shas’saal’aun’ket was only a head smaller than Lisarra, reaching to her shoulders while still maintaining the standard stocky frame the Earth Caste were known for. Shas seemed to be all too excited for her first session with Lisarra and almost immediately stripped naked as Lisarra barely undid her kimono. “Well, someone’s excited.” Lisarra said, hanging her kimono in the closet as she examined the surprisingly busty frame of the xenobiologist, not noticing the large plasteel crate sitting next to the bed.

“Well, it’s not often one finds themselves in the company of a member of the Lotus Caste, normally you’re in the company of the Ethereals, and the rest of us only ever catch a glimpse of you.” Shas said, smiling excitedly as she examined Lisarra’s body. “I wonder what genetic selection the Ethereals used on you…” The xenobiologist mumbled, forgetting that she had paid extra to be one of the firsts to spend time with the storied concubine. Lisarra smiled, noting that the earth caste biologist was kind of cute when she rattled off technobabble and moved in, quickly grabbing the girl in a hug and gently pressed her lips to Shas’.

At first Shas yelped in surprise, the act catching her off guard as Lisarra slipped her tongue into the xenobiologist’s mouth. But eventually, Shas fell into rhythm, taking her turn to explore Lisarra’s mouth as the two females fell onto the soft mattress. Lisarra allowed Shas to take her time exploring her own feelings, allowing experience to replace apprehension with confidence and boldness to overtake the initial timidity. Soon, Lisarra felt the delicate fingers of the xenobiologist brush and rub against her labia, eliciting a soft moan as she gently fondled Shas’ breasts. The two continued this foreplay for what seemed like ages until Lisarra, confident that Shas was ready to take things further, broke contact only to straddle the Earth Caste xenobiologist, pressing her dripping labia against Shas’ mouth.

It took a second for Shas to realize what was happening, but it did not take long for her to understand what Lisarra wanted. Lisarra moaned as she felt Shas’ tongue run along the valley of her labia, gently lapping up her nectar as it dewed in her sensitive crevasse. Suddenly, Lisarra felt Shas begin to suckle on her slit, slipping her tongue in to her wet folds and easily reaching her g-spot. Shivers of pleasure rippled throughout her body as Shas continued suckling on her slit as her moans soon became cries of ecstasy before a waterfall of nectar spilled across Shas’ face. Lisarra leaned back, bracing herself on her trembling arms as she giggled with lust. “Well, you’re a little more experienced than I thought…” She said, climbing off of Shas and sliding down to her slit. Lisarra smiled, eager to repay the attention Shas gave to her slit as Lisarra let her fore and middle fingers glide between Shas’ wet valley.

Shas’ moaned as her own nectar dripped onto Lisarra’s fingers before Lisarra slipped both inside. There was an uncomfortable grunt from the initial entry before soft whimpers of pleasure replaced it as Lisarra found what she was looking for. Lisarra paid extra attention to Shas’ slit as her fingers slid in and out, Shas’ nectar sticking to it as she crawled up Shas’ body. Lisarra slipped another finger inside Shas’ slit as she brought the Xenobiologist closer and closer to her climax. It came sooner than both expected, Shas tensed up as she let out a scream of pure ecstasy, her slit clenched around Lisarra’s fingers as the concubine quickly pulled out, bringing a torrent of Shas’ nectar with it.

Shas tensed and spasmed three more times as her orgasm subsided, leaving the xenobiologist laying on Lisarra’s bed, panting through a delirious, love drunk smile. Lisarra, capitalizing on the situation, quickly grabbed one of her strap-on dildos and mounted Shas, driving the silicone mimicry deep into her clients slit. Shas moaned as she felt her folds spread against the canid shaped dildo, and each thrust brought another loud, lust filled moan as her legs wrapped around Lisarra’s hips. Leaning in, Lisarra kissed Shas and with each thrust, Lisarra would break the kiss only for a moment before resuming. Finally, Shas climaxed again as Lisarra filled her womb with fake cum, leaving the xenobiologist full and more than happy with the session. Shas left later that evening, making her way back to her own housing unit, and giving Lisarra more than a generous tip.

The next two weeks passed with a similar monotony as Lisarra went about her business with professionalism and care, making sure each of her client’s needs were met, at least, until some of the colonists went missing. Lisarra prepared herself to receive Shas for another session, up until that point, everything had been normal, save for some tremors that the Earth Caste geologists dismissed as minor geological instabilities or some far off fault line. But she noticed that every time one of these tremors happened, someone else would go missing. Eventually, Lisarra noticed that there was another tremor, at first it was mild, but soon it grew in intensity as her room began to shake. Outside, she heard panicked screams as glass shattered and possessions were knocked off the shelves.

What was even more troubling were the unnatural shrieks and grunts that were coming from outside the building. Before arrival, each concubine was issued combat armor and a pulse carbine for protection, but none of the concubines ever thought they’d use them. Lisarra, on the other hand made sure to practice with one of the Fire Caste guards at least once a week, but nothing prepared her for what she saw. All across the site, people were sinking into the mud, screaming for help as those that didn’t, were accosted by long, snake like creatures. Her face paled as one of her fellow concubines, Mi’thal, found herself ensnared by the snake, desperately trying to wrestle it off her as its head split in four segments and snapped at her, trying to latch on as it tightened its grip on her, eventually overpowering her as its tongues lashed around her head and pulled it into the creatures mouth, quickly swallowing the other concubine whole before disappearing back into the mud.

Lisarra knew it would be no use to step onto the soupy soil, lest she fall victim to whatever creatures were lurking in it, however, the hab-blocks were slowly sinking into the soil so no matter what, she’d have to leave. Lisarra stepped into the thick mud, sinking down to her knees as she kept her pulse carbine shouldered. Looking back for a moment, Lisarra saw the mud already seeping inside the hab-block as the rest concubines quickly evacuated as well. The other concubines were barely dressed, and only two of them thought to grab their pulse carbines before leaving. Quickly deciding the safest place for them was on solid ground, Lisarra led the surviving Lotus Caste towards the stone outcropping that the Landing pad resided on.

However, Lisarra was quickly made aware of the distance they had to travel as the mud continued to hinder their progress, continuously sucking each of their party members in as if the planet itself wanted to claim them. Suddenly, Lisarra felt something coil around her leg, halting in her tracks as her waist slipped below the surface of the mud with unnatural speed. The only thing that kept her from disappearing completely was the fact that two other concubines quickly grabbed and pulled, finding purchase wherever possible. However, whatever held her was stronger as she continued to sink, eventually feeling something fleshy swallow her legs as more objects began coiling around her. “Shit!” She said, feeling her chest slip below the mud as her helpers began to panic, each one trying to pull her free until both of them found themselves assaulted by their own monsters.

Lisarra continue to struggle, even as her head fell below the surface, kicking and sluggishly punching whatever attacked her, until with a gasp, she found herself lifted into the air as a geyser of slime hit her face, washing the mud away as her face slowly fell numb. With her vision cleared, she could see her attacker as the body of a giant slug like monstrosity rise from the mud, scattering the party as each of them were quickly picked off. Lisarra screamed as she found herself waist deep in its fleshy maw, slime overflowing as she saw it foam and dissolve her armor. She could already feel more tendrils making their way up her body, coiling around her legs and torso as her soft folds were teased and prodded before tendrils pushed passed, using their slime to as a lubricant as she felt them dive deep into her crevasse as she tried to brace herself against the creature’s mouth.

Lisarra felt her body spasm and twitch as the creature’s tongues dove deeper and deeper into her holes. She couldn’t help but moan as pleasure shot up her spine and slowly crept into her mind. With each thrust of the creature’s tongues, she felt her resolve slowly crumble as her arms trembled before buckling as the creature’s maw closed around her, swallowing her down to her elbows as the last of the breast plate dissolved, leaving her voluptuous breasts dripping with slime as they dangled outside the creature’s mouth. Soon, she felt another tentacle rise out of the slime as it slithered between her breasts and around her neck, pausing just as it fell into view. Its bulbous head oozed slime out of three slits as it bloomed, revealing a small opening in the middle of the three sucker filled petals. It stank of the creature’s horrid musk as it inched closer towards Lisarra’s face, every so often snapping at her like a starving beast before is struck.

The whiplash alone would have been enough to knock Lisarra into a stupor, but combined with the powerful aphrodisiac in the slime, Lisarra struggled to form a coherent thought as the pleasure was amplified by a whole order of magnitude. She felt something push into her mouth as the ooze dripped down her throat, rendering her a twitching moaning mess as the creature swallowed Lisarra, letting go of her as she was pushed down the creature’s throat as Lisarra blacked out.

To Be Continued…

#tentacle #erotica #Tau #18+#Slugs

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adismalcollegestudent · 6 years ago

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Amazing video by an amazing and talented animator/artist. Her video BugHunt is just as good and if you haven’t, you really should check out her Tumblr account as well as her Twitter.

All Done! Just a small Animation that took way too long to finish, (most likely because of my two jobs), honestly I got more done these past 4 days than I have over the previous month. Hope you enjoy! Link to pornhub video https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c8acaa57d0f5

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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Before the hammer falls, please reblog and follow me on my other sites.

Goodbye Tumblr... and good fucking riddance you burning pile of shit

If you couldn’t tell from the title, I”m a little bit salty about the whole banning of NSFW content, especially since almost every day I would see a new person reblogging and/or liking my stories. I was starting to build a base of readers and I was happy about that. But now I have to start from scratch on NewGrounds, Hentai-Foundry, as well as trying to convince people to follow me on SoFurry, Literotica, and FurAffinity. In all honesty, I’m just glad they waited until after I was done with my finals before doing this, giving me time to set up contingency plans galore in the form of these: SoFurry: https://thelearnedtentacle.sofurry.com/ FurAffinity: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/thelearnedtentacle/ Literotica: https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=4146833&page=submissions NewGrounds: https://dismalcollegestudent.newgrounds.com/ Hentai-Foundry: https://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/ADismalCollegeStudent/profile Well, I’ll start uploading more stories on these accounts since this one is getting deleted before tomorrow. Please follow me there, and I’ll start posting new stories once per month as I originally promised. It was fun while it lasted. Bye.

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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Goodbye Tumblr... and good fucking riddance you burning pile of shit

#So Long Farewell Aufeidersehen Goodbye #Final Post #other accounts #FuckYouTumblr!

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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We at Piczel.tv are sad to see Tumblr’s stance against NSFW artists, and would like to offer up our services as an alternative to Tumblr’s arbitrary shadowbans, deletions, and general stupidity.

We’re happy to host adult artists who are looking for a new place to call home, and are planning a few key upgrades and features.

Effectively immediately though, our gallery upload size restriction has been removed, to be likely raised to 10MB in the near future for non-premium users. As always, we support image sets, and don’t compress anything. Firstly, for those that have been using tumblr as a portfolio, you’ll need a way to download all of your art, if you don’t have backups somewhere else. We are planning a tool for Piczel.tv that will import zip files full of images, including titles and descriptions if we are able. Second, we’re planning the following upgrades to piczel in the coming weeks: 1. Bulk upload/import to your piczel.tv gallery 2. Gallery UI cleanup and improvements 3. Gallery performance improvements 4. Gallery comments with in line image and custom emote support 5. Site-wide PMs (in the vein of tumblr asks, but better) 6. Archive button for your piczel account Don’t forget to follow us on twitter, we may be deleted on the 17th with everyone else. Until then, we’ll make posts here to keep everyone in the loop Please consider reblogging this to help artists in need.

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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Where to find me (coming soon to a feed near you)

So with the actual tumbpocalypse coming in less than 10 days, I'm going to start posting on where to find me, this is going to include the creation of a Newgrounds and a Hentai-foundry account as well as (quite possibly) a blogspot page. Keep watch because I might not get to it immediately due to the last raining bits of course work I have to do.

Anyways, it's been nice seeing my work get noticed on Tumblr a lot more than it had been on my other stomping grounds. Stay awesome people and let's see what the future will hold.

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December 17th - a rescue plan

Some good news, I’ve been talking to two developers now and got them working together, we just had a meeting with the guys behind an existing large (millions of users) site similar to Tumblr, with a vibrant and open-minded community, and more importantly, it has open-minded owners who believe in free speech. They think we can get something done here to rescue the whole community.

I’m not allowed to reveal the site name yet. I can tell you it’s mainstream, open to everyone, open-minded and welcoming. (It’s not WordPress or any site owned by Facebook or Twitter. It’s not Pillowfort, that’s in closed beta. It’s not Ello, that’s mainly for artists. It’s not kinkspace or fetlife, those are too specialist. It’s not jux, that seems to be closed. It’s not Soup, that seems still in development and too small.)

One of the reasons for delaying the announcement for next few days is they don’t want a “land grab” where people take the names of current popular Tumblr users over there (cyber squatting). So they are looking at ways for existing Tumblr users to keep the same names on the new site.

More info over the days to come.

The plan is, broadly:

1. By December 9th, announcement of the new site and how to secure your username there

2. By December 10th, an online tool for bloggers to copy their existing content to the new site automatically, with the same tags and captions.

3. Bloggers will need to copy their content across between December 10th and December 17th if they want to use the automatic tool.

4. My understanding is that after December 17th there will be no public access to any “flagged” posts on Tumblr, but the original poster will still be able to see the flagged post (for a short time at least). Therefore, the original poster may still be able to manually download a post to their own PC or phone, after December 17th, and manually upload it to the other site. But if you have lots of posts that will take a long time, it will be better to use the automatic tool before December 17th.

Please understand that these dates are approximate and may change for technical or other reasons.

There may be a few rough edges or not so perfect looking site design on the transfer tool. Everyone is doing their best. The main goal here is to help as many people as possible preserve access to their content, in the short space of time Tumblr has allowed us, and preserve as much as possible of the Tumblr community spirit somewhere new.

The new site will cater for photo, GIF, text and html posts. It will not offer video and audio posts, due to cost reasons - maybe in future, but for now you will need to preserve video and audio content yourself in some other place.

If your Tumblr blog has a mixture of original content and reblogs, or all reblogs, all of that can be copied over to the new site. Reblogs will become “your” original content if nobody else posted them yet, otherwise they will be shown as reblogs. The devs are looking at ways to preserve attribution of reblogs back to the original Tumblr poster, if that person also moves to the new site.

Important: your Likes cannot be copied from Tumblr to the new site. You will have to go find the same posts again on the new site, and like them afresh.

(Similarly, existing reblog comments, asks, messages and other user interaction on Tumblr cannot be copied to the new site - that’s just too much to do, in the short time available.)

If you want to preserve any of your existing Liked posts on Tumblr, you will need to either: (1) download the post to your own PC, or: (2A) reblog it now to your own Tumblr blog, and then (2B) use the automatic tool, before December 17th, to move your whole Tumblr blog across to the new site.

If you have Liked a lot of posts here on Tumblr, the gridllr.com webapp should be able to help you do steps 1 and 2A quickly, I mean download or reblog.

(Someone complained to me today about the appearance of Gridllr on a phone. It’s best to use Gridllr on a PC, Mac or Tablet with a large screen.)

If you have liked a post here on Tumblr and the original poster decides to delete it, or even to delete their entire blog, some time before December 17th, then that post will be permanently lost. So if you want to be sure to preserve any of your Liked posts, you should best download or reblog as soon as possible. If it’s reblogged to your own blog it is safe from deletion, at least for next few days.

Obviously, you will lose access, after December 17th, to all past posts you have liked, if Tumblr has flagged them as NSFW. Again, the steps (1), or (2A) and (2B) covered above will be the only way to hold on to these posts.

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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Something that needs to be said

“A better, more positive Tumblr.”

Last I checked, things were going well on this app before you stuck your empty skulls up your asses, @staff. If anything, you just made Tumblr a much more hostile place. I get that you want to remove porn bots, but collective punishment solves nothing; you’d think that you learned that lesson back in grade school. Even if you do manage to somehow take down porn from this site, similar to taking down a gang boss, there’ll be a power vacuum on this app, and another problem will just fill the shoes of the NSFW accounts. Did you guys seriously not think about that?! Your visions of a safe, positive app are too near-sighted for you to see why this will come back to bite you in the ass if you follow through with this plan. Like it or not, porn is a pillar of this site, and taking it down means 2 things can happen:

1. The site collapses

2. A new pillar must take its place.

If the latter happens, something tells me that the new pillar will be hostile and/or even more problematic. Just call it a hunch.

Please reblog this because I haven’t seen anybody else addressing the power vaccuum issue, and I want to draw attention to it.

(I apologize if my train of thought was all over the place; this post was just me having mental diarrhea and venting while making a point)

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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Tumbpocalypse + Personal Stuff

So, I've started seeing posts from the artists I follow about Tumblr beginning a nuking spree of adult and 18+ pages. Now, if this were to go dark, which I hope it doesn't, look for me on sites like Literotica, Furaffinity, and SoFurry, with the possibility of a Hentai-foundry account popping up as well. Also, if this does happen, I'll probably have to find a new blog to shack up in so suggestions will be very helpful since I'm still growing and pushed past 50 followers last week.

Also, because I'm still in college, and for those of you who are/were, you'll know what's coming, I will not be able to post anything fort November and quite possibly December. So far, I'm above C level but with final papers, tests, and presentations, that could very well change so I'll be devoting a lot of time to prep and essays. Deposit what I promised earlier, no story will be dropping at the end of November, and a short, seasonal story will be dropping in December. Containment, Chapter 4 and the second chapter of the Misadventures series will be pushed back to next year.

Well, that's all.

#Announcement #schedule delay

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my boy is in college now…

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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I saw this on the BBC and thought you should see it: Stan Lee: Marvel Comics co-creator dies aged 95 - Oh my... I don't know what to say about this. We lost a great man with a wonderful mind.

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Please reblog to help this lady

it won’t “ruin your blog” imagine if you were in her shoes

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Might as well, if I have the time

Giant Terato Writing Collab

Hi there!

Inspired by this post by @dont-call-me-a-faerie and @monstersandmaw‘s Arzeran fic, I am proposing a huge terato-writer collaboration:

OkCryptid, the human-monster dating app!

The premise is simple: stories about humans and monsters (possibly monsters and other monsters) meeting, dating, and hooking up using this app.

The rules are also simple: any monster, any pairing, any orientation. However, non-con, dub-con, incest, pedophilia, and bestiality (I.E. animals, beasts, or creatures who don’t possess the mental capacity to consent) is strictly prohibited. Otherwise, it’s completely up to you! It can be as long or short as you like, SFW and NSFW is both acceptable. Participation in the collab is 100% voluntary and up to the individual, and you can write as many or as few as you’d like.

I will be creating a Masterlist for this collab, so once you have written your story, please either tag me or send me a link in a private message so I can add your story to the list. Artists are also welcome to create content for this collab, which will also be added to the list.

I will be tagging a number of writers for participation, but if there is a writer I missed or one you think would like to participate, please reblog this and tag them! I’d love for there to be as many writers attached to this as possible!

@aelia-likes-monsters, @shekissesturians, @your-monster-romance, @orc-lady-unabi, @momolady, @teradoration, @mintstermonsters, @terato-romance, @sweetstrangeness, @howtobangyourmonster, @imovipositive, @zarcake-writes, @hufflesmonsters, @elizabethtarington, @pixieungerwrites, @smut-goblin, @honeythistle, @sugary-mistery

Feel free to add more to the list! And please reblog to spread the message to other creators!

Happy writing!

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adismalcollegestudent · 7 years ago

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One more follower

So, all I need is one more follower until I reach my 50 follower mark. Once that happens, I'll do an ask the author event where you can give feedback on what I've been producing and sharing so far, ask something about me or my content, and give suggestions on what.to write next.

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Halloween Surprise

Hannah sighed as she exited the shower, wrapping a towel around her frame and stepping into her room. It was a mild night for the end of October, and she kept her window open to allow the cool fall air to drift into the Victorian style bedroom. She sighed, brushing out her auburn hair as her tail swished lazily behind her. “This just isn’t any fun… I wish I had someone to play with.” She muttered, noticing that it was getting to her time of the month and her heat was building. Earlier the day she almost jumped one of her coworkers in the bathroom just for a taste of satisfaction, but she’d been warned before and knew that one more time and she’d be out of a job.

“I suppose now is as good a time as any.” She said, unwrapping the towel and flopping lazily on the bed. Her wet fur soaked into the bedsheets as she opened up and rummaged around in her nightstand, pulling out one of the various dildos she kept inside it. “Your turn, Mr. Dragon.” She sang, licking the ribbed features of the silicon shaft. She knew it was a poor substitute to the real thing, but in her situation, there wasn’t anything she could do. Suddenly, she heard a knock on her door. “Hannah, are you done in the shower yet? It’s almost supper time.” Hannah froze before groaning. “Yes mom, I know that and I told you I ate before I got home.” She replied, somewhat annoyed her mother had interrupted her fantasy, but at the same time, glad she did. “Half a salad is hardly a filling meal, you need to eat more or you’ll never find a good man.”

“And I told you, I wasn’t feeling that hungry today!” Hannah said, walking towards her closet and pulling her Halloween costume out. She knew it drove her mom up a wall when she wore the “Naughty Witch” costume, but that made it even better than simply being able to show off more skin than her puritanical mother approved. “Well, your father and I are off to his office party, please hand out the candy, and don’t eat it all like last year.” Her mother said before walking down the stairs outside her door. “Alright mom…” Hannah said, even though she knew she would sample some of it before it was time for trick or treating.

“Alright, it’s 6:30. Trick or treat doesn’t begin for another thirty minutes, I think I have time for a little fun.” She said, walking back to her bed where the dildo stood on its base. “Miss me?” She asked, pretending there was someone attached to it as she dripped lube on the silicone shaft. “Cause I certainly missed you.” Hannah pulled her panties down and let the tip rest between the folds of her labia, the rigid silicone tip rested neatly in between the two lips. All she needed to do was push in and… “Augh!” She moaned as the easily dildo sank into her tight depths. The ribs spread her sex wider as the dragon’s cock sank down to the knotted base. Pulling it out, Hannah let out another gasp as the muscle in her vaginal canal clung to the soft ribs, bringing her closer to climaxing than most of her other dildos. Even her ovipositor couldn’t match the feeling as she pushed it back in, bringing the tip right to the entrance of her cervix. Hannah repeated this motion, moaning loudly until she climaxed, arching her back and pushing the dildo into her all the way past the knot.

She panted and giggled as she checked the time. “6:40… I think I’ve had enough fun for one night.” Hannah pulled the dildo out of her slit with a wet pop as the knot, thoroughly drenched in her juices, sent shivers up her spine as her sensitive lips were stretched. The rest came out with relative ease as her juices clung to the ribbed crevasses and ran down along the length, dripping on her bed as she tossed it to the side. Hannah wiped her juices from her crotch before pulling up her panties. “Well, time to set up for the brats.” She muttered, wishing she could continue her session with the other dildos in her collection.

By 6:55, Hannah had set up everything she needed for the trick-or-treaters in her neighborhood, though she was sure not all of them would still be in grade school. In past years, boys and girls from the local colleges would sometimes flood the neighborhood, either out of personal reasons or fraternity dares, and Hannah’s was no different. By 7:30, almost half the people Hannah saw were from her college, and every so often, she’d run up and hug one of her sorority sisters. However, nothing of any note happened, until another Trick-or-Treater walked up to Hannah as she scrolled down her twitter feed. “Well, what have we here? Another witch sitting and moping on her front porch when she should be out having fun? My, my, what is this world coming too?”

Looking up, Hannah barely made out the shape of her best friend Taylor, as she knelt down and put her hands on Hannah’s lap. “Tay! Oh my god!” Hannah said, putting her phone down and tackling her friend in a hug. “It’s been forever!” Taylor smiled and hugged Hannah back before pushing her off and standing up, brushing the grass and dirt off her own costume. “It has, still wearing that old thing?” Taylor said, joking about Hannah’s costume as Hannah huffed. “Well at least it still fits, aren’t you a little too old to wear that?” Taylor giggled, pretending to stretch out her own costume only to give her friend a rather sumptuous view of her body. Hannah smiled and hugged her friend again, giving her a quick kiss as the two sat and talked.

Towards the end of the night, Taylor saw her friends pull up and start signaling for her to leave. “I guess it’s time, but before I forget, there was this weird old man handing out gum to a lot of the girls around town, he gave me two pieces despite saying one was enough.” Taylor tossed the piece of gum at Hannah before she started down the walk way. “Oh, and he said not to eat it until exactly midnight.” Before Hannah could respond, Taylor closed the door and the car exited her cul-de-sac. “Well that was weird.” Hannah mumbled, picking up the empty candy bowl and heading inside her house.

She knew her parents wouldn’t be back until well after midnight, and she figured that locking the house wouldn’t be too bad since they had the remote for the garage. “Don’t eat it until Midnight… okay Taylor, I’ll take your word, but it better not taste like ass.” Hannah said as she walked up to her room and stripped out of her costume, leaving only her lace underwear on as she watched the clock. Hannah entertained herself as she waited for the promised time to come, and when it did, she promptly popped the gumball in her mouth and chewed it. Unsurprisingly to her, nothing happened as she chewed the gum, blowing a bubble every now and again until she got tired and tried to spit it out.

Then, she felt it begin to grow inside her mouth. “What the-” She managed to say before it completely filled her mouth. Hannah tried spitting the growing wad out only to succeed in blowing a bubble of ever increasing size and frailty. When it popped, Hannah felt it cover her face as it began creeping over her body. She clawed and grasped at the pink substance only to have it stick to her hands work its way up her arms. Hannah feared the gum would suffocate her as she slipped and fell to the ground, trying to pull her hands free of the growing pick blob that engulfed her head and shoulders. Soon, she found it reaching her chest as a slight tingling began to ripple through her body.

“Am I seriously getting off to this?!” She thought, panicking even harder as the blob engulfed her breasts, causing a low moan to escape through the glob of sweet candy still in her mouth. As it expanded, she noticed that in some portions it became thinner as she could barely make out the light shining from her lamp and her nostrils managed to secure a direct line of oxygen after two small pops emanated from her muzzle. However, this did not mean that the gum was losing its strength as it eventually engulfed her body, trapping Hannah in a tight, pink cocoon. She felt the gum tighten as is formed to her body, and through the pink prison she inhabited, Hannah thought she heard someone laughing as she felt something begin coiling around her body.

Hannah felt a sharp pinch as her muzzle was enveloped and her nostrils were invaded by two long tendrils that fed down into her throat, filling her lungs with an obnoxiously sweet odor that rendered her unconscious within a matter of seconds. Next thing she knew, she was hanging from a tree outside her house, though nothing seemed right. She thought it was the gas messing with her vision as everything seemed warped and out of proportion, but even as she shook her head to try to clear it, it still remained the same distorted parody of her home. “What the hell?” She muttered, looking around and seeing well over a dozen similar cocoons, some were empty with large holes in the bottom, others were still holding their occupants captive in various states of unconsciousness.

From the outside, Hannah saw the other cocoons were seemingly hard as a rock, but inside, she figured, like hers, were soft and sticky with some sort of fluid acting as a barrier between her body and the walls of her prison. Suddenly, she felt the cocoon give out from under her as she fell to the ground in a waterfall of purple goop. The ground didn’t hurt too much when she landed, but never the less, she grimaced as she felt dull pain radiate through her body. “Jesus Christ… that really smarts.” She said, trying to wipe the sticky goop from her body, and moaning as she felt her skin tingle with pleasure. “Okay… so purple stuff makes me horny. This wouldn’t be a problem if I wasn’t stuck in this freaky ass nightmare.” She muttered, spitting some from her mouth despite its sweet taste.

Standing up, Hannah looked around, trying to find some semblance of sanity within the mindless parody she currently resided in. “HANNAH! RUN!!!” She heard, turning around to see Taylor running towards her with two other women, each of whom were in similar situations to hers. Hannah looked at her friend with a mixture of relief and suspicion as she watch the group close the distance, until she saw what was behind her.

A creature about the size of her house barreled towards the group, tentacles lashing out every so often as it attempted to capture the feeling women. She felt herself freeze in terror as her hair stood on end, trying to comprehend the lovecraftian monstrosity that was moving towards her. It was when Taylor grabbed and slapped her out of her fear, that Hannah found the motivation to run as it grabbed one of the girls from Taylor’s group. Looking back, Hannah screamed as she saw the giraffe pulled against the creature’s skin as dozens of smaller tentacles erupted and slowly began to engulf her body, leaving only her head visible as another tentacle pushed its way into her mouth. Then, Hannah saw about a dozen other women trapped in the same position, each one screaming in fear, lust, or both as the creature let out a triumphant roar before it took up its chase again.

Hannah, Taylor, and the other woman, a shark who looked like she just graduated high school managed to escape the creature by busting down the door of one of the houses, though Hannah doubted that it offered much safety. The creature roared in frustration after it lost its prey and its probes into the house proved fruitless. Once it left, Hannah, still panting in exhaustion, stormed up to her friend and slapped her on the cheek. “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!” She shouted, grabbing Taylor and turning her towards herself. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!” In response Taylor took her turn to slap Hannah before responding in a similar manner to what she expected. “I don’t know! I don’t know what’s going on, nor do I know what that pumpkin headed freak that was chasing us was!” Hannah looked at her friend with fear, anger, and confusion as she tried to yell some more, but realized that it wasn’t going to help anything. “So what do we do? Just wait here for it to come back, and then what?”

The group of women looked around at each other as the question hung in the air. What were they going to do? Each one felt they had something to say as they waited for someone to break the awful silence that had fallen over the world. Eventually, the shark spoke in a timid, yet commanding voice. “Maybe we should wait here.” She said as Taylor and Hannah looked at her, dumbfounded. “I mean, it’s probably safer we stay in here where we can easily barricade any entrances than out there with that… thing roaming around.” Both girls looked at the shark girl, trying to think of something better before Taylor responded. “Yeah, you’re right Beth, in that case, let’s go upstairs where, hopefully, nothing else will try to eat us.” Taylor said, leading the trio up the crooked and contorted staircase.

The three explored the upstairs of the house, finding things just as contorted as they were outside. Rooms seemed like they were pulled from either a Picasso or an M.C. Escher painting and each floor board seemed to creek like it was from the set of a cheap horror movie. Eventually, Beth found a room where it seemed like the three women would be safe, after all, where better to hide than a room overlooking the street. With their hideout more or less decided, Hannah and Taylor set about making it as comfortable as possible, raiding the other room for bedding materials and the adjacent houses for food or other items that could help. During their exploration, Hannah found a baseball bat, but she doubted it would do much should that creature that took the giraffe come back.

When Taylor and Hannah went back to the room, they couldn’t find Beth, and the room was in ruins, like something broke in and attacked Beth. “Oh shit… don’t tell me there are other monsters here too.” Hannah thought, creeping into the room as she noticed a trail of purple slime, similar to what was in her cocoon. Looking at where it led, both girls a hidden room within their hideout with several pieces of furniture. Each one seemed to be leaking purple slime and muffled moans could be heard coming from within. Muffled moans seemed to come from each one as they entered and every so often, one would shudder as screams forced their way out. Towards the end of the room, the two girls saw a trunk that seemed to shudder and shake as if something was fighting to get out. Suddenly, the lid flew open as Beth looked at the two girls with fear in her eyes. The inside of the trunk seemed to be filled with purple tentacles as they fought to keep her inside, Beth’s muffled cries for help prompting immediate action from both Hannah and Taylor.

Hannah began hitting the trunk with a myriad of blows from her bat as Taylor tried pulling Beth from the monster’s clutches. The trunk found it almost impossible to defend itself and keep its prey secured at the same time as it tried to block Hannah’s assault and keep Beth from escaping as Taylor pried and clawed at the tentacles. Hannah continued whacking it with that bat before deciding to focus on the insides, noting that the tentacles themselves provided enough of a buffer to prevent any harm from coming to Beth. One by one, Hannah beat the tentacles off the shark, managing to free her mouth and arms as Beth screamed in lust laced fear. Her skin dripped with the purple goop as the trunk began spilling it onto the floor, trying to force Hannah away as a last means of defense before Hannah drove the bat into the creature’s flesh.

It let out a deafening scream as it shuddered and seemingly died, purple goop gurgling as Taylor managed pull Beth from its tendrils. Beth writhed on the floor, screaming as fear and lust vied for control over her psyche, eventually falling silent as she panted in sporadic breaths. “Jesus Christ!” Taylor said, dropping to her knees as she tried to calm the girl down. Hannah noticed two tentacles still attached to her crotch and tail hole, as well as a sizable bulge her stomach as the tentacles pulsed and jerked. Grabbing one, Hannah pulled it out as a large deluge of the purple goop rushed forth from her gaping slit. “Taylor, pull the other one out of her!” She said, grabbing the one attached to her tail hole as Taylor realized what was going on. Together, both girls managed to pry the nearly three feet of tentacle from Beth as the rest of the purple goop dribbled out of her holes.

“We need to leave. Now.” Taylor said, looking at Hannah with a mixture of fear and revulsion in her eyes. Hannah was at a loss for words, trying to think of anything that they could do aside from leaving. “Hannah, this isn’t the-” Her sentence was cut short as the trunk, still very much alive, attacked Taylor, wrapping its tentacles around her body as it pulled her into its dripping maw. Hannah looked on, too afraid to move as it began groping her friend, its tentacles slithering around her body as it began drenching her in the goop. Then, it pushed a tentacle into her friends slit, making a rather sizable bulge as Taylor gasped in artificial lust. She looked at Hannah with fear as another one forced her to swallow its length, causing a small bulge to form in her stomach as her final hole was filled by one last tentacle.

The creature seemed to mock Hannah as it ravaged her friend in front of her, thrusting violently as muffled moans of fear slowly turned to lust. Soon, Taylor sounded like she enjoyed it, screaming loudly as her body trembled in orgasmic bliss even as the tentacles kept pounding her. Then, as if to taunt her further, the tentacles began curling around her friends heavy mounds, squeezing them and playing with her tits as both were engulfed by two. All the while, Hannah was powerless to interfere, paralyzed by the scene as out of the corner of her eyes, she saw two heavy tentacles begin slithering towards her and Beth. Unable to move, Hannah could only tremble as the tips dripped with fluid, dropping some of it on her crotch as she saw her friend suddenly tense up as purple slime slowly streamed out of her holes. Then, the tentacle in front of her emptied its load, covering her head and chest in the purple goop while the other liberally sprayed Beth in the slime.

The trunk closed its lid, sealing her friend in her new prison of lust as Hannah found herself rubbing her stiffened clit. Looking over, she could only shudder as Beth simply laid there, wide eyed as every twitch caused her to tumble in and out of orgasms. Summoning up whatever willpower Hannah had left, she crawled from the room when she heard a low groan. Turning around, she saw Beth try to stand as she swayed from side to side on unstable legs. “Are you alright?!” Hannah said, trying to stand with her before collapsing to the ground. Beth only groaned as she looked at Hannah with shame and embarrassment before collapsing herself. Hannah crawled over to Beth, pulling her out of the room before the wall shut and sealed itself.

She shuddered, trying to make sense of everything she had seen and trying to rationalize herself into mental stability. But she couldn’t, nothing in this world made sense to her, everything seemed like it was designed to be some sick pervert’s fever dream gone mad, and worse yet, she had no idea what brought her to this realm in the first place. Looking over at Beth, Hannah saw her curled up into fetal position as she mumbled to herself. Both girls seemed to be in the same place mentally as Hannah held her shuddering compatriot. “Hey, we’ll get out of this.” She said, trying to find any reason that it would. She had a feeling there was some way to get out of the world, though she doubted it would be anything easy, nor less mentally scarring than what they had already witnessed.

Hannah continued to hold Beth, hoping that there was some measure of consolation the two could offer each other, but neither could say anything that did not make their situation more hopeless. Instead, with unsteady legs, the two girls made their way out of the house and towards the forest that lay just past a twisted, gnarled pumpkin patch that passed itself off as garden. Hannah glanced at the plants as she supported Beth’s body with hers and promised she wouldn’t let her go, however, she couldn’t help but come to the conclusion that it was between her self-preservation and Beth’s, she’d choose to save her own skin. Hannah couldn’t stand this place and wanted to get out as soon as possible, and if that meant sacrificing the last person in her party to do so, but only as a last resort she told herself. She didn’t have to wait long, however as looking around, Hannah saw the plants seemed to move in congruence with the two girls. Vines and individual pumpkins themselves followed the two as Hannah noticed faces seemed to form on them until twisted and hollow eyes similar to that of Jack-O-Lanterns grinned with malicious intent.

Hannah tried to coax Beth to go faster, however, Beth hadn’t regained full control over her body yet, and when Hannah felt something tug Beth towards the tangle of vines, Hannah felt panic and loosened her grip. Next thing she knew, Beth was pulled into the pumpkin patch, unable to offer up any meaningful resistance as her body reacted sluggishly to the swift and unnerving efficiency of the patch’s assault. Hannah wanted to run away, but found herself rooted in place by morass of black slime that glued her left foot to the ground. “HANNAH! HEL-” Beth yelled, though her words came out slurred and drunken before her mouth was tied shut by several of the fibrous vines. Before long, Beth was completely immobilized, her arms and legs bound together in some cruel, yet sublime manner. Hannah couldn’t bear to watch the pumpkins wind their way up to Beth’s body as she shook and continued to struggle in the patch’s trap. Suddenly, Hannah heard a blood curdling scream as she turned over to look at her trapped compatriot.

Her heart sank lower than it had when they lost Taylor as Hannah watched the pumpkins vomit up black, rubbery sludge onto Beth as the vines seemed to smooth it out around her body. Beth struggled even more as her legs were bonded together, the vines teasing her body as if they took sick pleasure in humiliating their victims. The vines seemed to be able to slip in and out of the black goo with ease as Hannah saw them slither around Beth’s legs before an eruption of spasms shook Beth’s body. Beth shook violently in the vines as her cries grew more frantic, but there was nothing she could do. Her lower body was already encased in the black goo, which seemed to act like hardened rubber. At the same time, one of the pumpkins moved over Beth’s head, learing down at her as the vines let go of her mouth. Next thing that came out of her mouth was a shriek before it was muffled as the pumpkin unnaturally unhinged its jaw and swallowed Beth’s head down the neck.

Hannah saw bulges move up the vine that held the pumpkin currently engulfing Beth’s head as more of the black goo seemed to gush out of its mouth. When it let go, Hannah gasped as Beth’s head was completely encased in the hardening goop, save for small openings in her nose and mouth. But what alarmed Hannah was the wiggling tail that seemed to push its way into Beth’s body, causing a bulge to emerge in her throat before settling in her newly gravid stomach. “God… no… please, no.” She muttered, feeling the tentacles begin coiling around her body. There was no resistance as the pumpkins methodically covered her body in the goop, and even when the pumpkin leered at Hannah, she didn’t fight back. Only when it screamed at her, did she slip out of her fear induced trance and scream back before she felt the black, pulpy flesh of the pumpkin against her face. She screamed harder, feeling the goo stick to her head as it continued swallowing her down to her neck. Next thing she knew, her mouth was pried open as something large pushed its way down her throat, overriding her gag reflex as her slit and ass were violently violated.

She felt the tube undulate within her throat as her body shook and spasmed in its rubbery cage, her body tried to fight back as she continued to gag until a large bulge in the tube forced its way past her jaw. Tears streamed down her eyes as the bulge pushed its way into her throat before coming to rest with a heavy thud in her stomach. Soon, similar bulges rested at the precipices of her ass and slit before she felt them part violently as the bulges rocketed through her body, leaving her with pangs of pain mixed with pleasure as more continued to push through her throbbing holes. Hannah felt her stomach and womb distend as one after another, the bulges turned into orbs that seemed to shake and jumble around inside her, forcing her to cum as the pleasure overrode pain and her mind began begging for more.

Unbeknownst to her, Beth was undergoing the same treatment as the two girls moaned and orgasmed almost in synchronist, their bodies becoming bloated as more and more orange sized orbs stretched their form until a large, hot jet of fluid rounded out their belly. Both girls came hard as the tubes pulled out of their bodies, the goop molding around and sealing their holes to prevent anything from escaping. Hannah couldn’t see or feel anything outside the rubber shell, but her mind didn’t need to, every twitch her body made jostled the orbs, sending her spiraling into an orgasm as her body was planted in the center of the patch, next to Beth. A familiar chuckling made it through the rubber that covered Hannah’s ears as the words “Sleep tight, next year we’ll have some more fun” began echoing in her slowly fading consciousness. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

13 pages long, hands down the longest story I’ve written thus far and easily one of the most painful to write due to the time constraints of the season. Anyways, hope you enjoyed this, we’ll probably see Taylor, Hannah, and Beth next year along with an army of demonic tentacle creatures.

#Seasonal Story #Oviposition #Tentacle #Mimic #NSFW #Story #Latex Slime #Plant Tentai

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