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18-year-old Molly Sylvester was on a hiking trip through a secluded part of Weatherridge National Forest. She hoped to have a peaceful spring break without worrying about her university studies or her parents nagging her, so she planned to go camping with her friends in the foothills. She decided to go alone on the first day just to scout out the area by herself. She came prepared with hiking gear in a backpack, prepared to trek up to the top of one of the more unfrequented mountains. It wasn't as tall or notable as some of the others, so few tourists even knew about it. It was a warm spring Sunday, so Molly decided to wear only a T-shirt and a pair of hiking jeans.
After walking up the mountain for about 30 minutes, Molly decided to rest on a bench by the mouth of a dark cave covered in moss. What an eerie cave, she thought, but the view here is probably the best I’ll get before I reach the camp. She noticed a faint smell of raspberry, but it was her favorite smell so she didn’t mind. A nice breeze started up, blowing through her wavy brown hair. She sat down and enjoyed her lunch as she overlooked the dark green pine trees with a midday sun overhead.
As she finished her sandwich, Molly thought she heard whispers, almost like a person, coming from the cave. Strange, she thought as she returned her food containers to her bag. Molly got up from the bench and cautiously crept past the mouth of the cave. She squinted at the blackness, but she couldn’t make out anything.
Suddenly, a red, translucent tentacle about 2 inches in diameter and with a rounded tip came out of it and flew towards her. Molly screamed as the warm, slimy appendage curled around her ankle. She called for help, but then she remembered the tour guide told her she was the only hiker on the mountain. Before she could reach for her phone, the tentacle pulled hard on her leg and sent her reeling. “What is this thing!?” she exclaimed in confusion as she tried to regain her balance.
The slimy appendage began slowly pulling her backward, towards the cave. She tried to pull her foot away, but the tentacle only tightened its grip. She attempted to pry the slippery tendril off with her hands, but soon found that two more tentacles arose from the darkness and bound her arms in place. Alarmed, she began to cry for help louder as the tentacles wrapped around her limbs continued to reel her in. Is this some kind of… cave octopus? she wondered frantically. What does it want from me-
Abruptly, she felt a powerful yank that pulled her off her feet and into a dark chasm. She yelped loudly, but no one was close enough to hear her. Molly glimpsed the last rays of afternoon sunlight disappear as she was dragged into the darkness.
As she plummeted downward, the air around her became humid with a pungent aroma of raspberry. Bracing herself for impact, moments were stretched into hours as Molly feared the worst. But instead of slamming into a hard stone floor, the tentacles began to slow her descent and she landed gently onto slippery moss. As she squinted her eyes at the darkness, the tentacles around her limbs began to bioluminesce with a dim, reddish color.
Molly tried pulling at the tendrils, but they remained taut. Gingerly, she glanced at her surroundings as they were illuminated by an eerie red glow. Her eyes suddenly widened and her heartbeats quickened when she saw more glowing tentacles crawling out of the darkness by the dozens. She gasped as a slimy appendage roughly grabbed the back of her shirt. She whirled back to see three tentacles tearing apart her backpack. “No!” she yelled, but the tendrils had already disappeared with her hiking equipment as well as her phone.
The tentacles began to crawl up her legs as her mind raced. What are they trying to do? she thought. Are they trying to- her thoughts were interrupted when another warm tentacle began to slither down the back of her T-shirt and along her spine. “Stop! Hey!” exclaimed Molly as she struggled helplessly, her heart pounding as she started to panic. Four more tentacles wrapped themselves around her limbs, making her scramble desperately against their chillingly humid grip.
As more tentacles quickly disposed of her hiking boots and socks, her toes shivered more with fear than from the temperature. Two of the tentacles on her legs had climbed up to the waistband of her hiking jeans and began to pull it downward. “Please, don’t!” Molly begged, but it was too late. To her horror her jeans were slowly torn in two, revealing her striped panties underneath. Is it trying to… fuck me? She shuddered at the thought, color draining from her face as it became clear that her fears were justified. I’ve always fantasized about tentacles, but this is too far! A new, strangely shaped tentacle appeared from underneath her, eagerly motioning towards her panties as the other tendrils began to spread her legs. “No no no no!” she wailed helplessly, “S-stop, please, I haven’t done this before!” Molly dreaded her first time being with some strange cave monster. Her struggling became frenzied as she tried to escape the tight clutches of the tentacles.
As the tentacle underneath her began rubbing itself against her clit through her panties, pleasure shot through her body. At the same time, the tentacle along her back began pulling on her shirt along with two other tentacles. “Ah… Stop, please…” Molly trailed off as she realized it wouldn’t listen to her. Tears began to form in the corners of her eyes. Her face burned with shame as sweat stuck to her skin. Her T-shirt and jeans were ripped apart at the same time, revealing her slim, moderately toned body, reminiscent of an hourglass figure.
“Aaaaahh!” She yelled as the humid, sweet-smelling air of the cave caressed her bare skin. Her breasts heaved as her heart pounded through her chest. Only her striped panties and bra remained and she knew they couldn't stop the creature from molesting her. She barely resisted a whimper as the tentacle at her crotch continued to tease her. Realizing she was tiring herself out, Molly ceased her resistance as she conceded it was no use.
As soon as she stopped struggling, five new tendrils appeared out of the darkness and began to grope her breasts with renewed fervor. Her mind racing with regrets and fears, Molly began to cry between surges of bliss as she realized her carnal fate was sealed.
As soon as her bra was unhooked and removed, the smooth, slimy appendages around her well-rounded breasts began to squeeze and grab harder. Her nipples hardened as she felt the tendrils brush against her bosom. Molly asked the monster anxiously, “A-are you going to… m-milk me?” It was a rhetorical question as she already knew the answer, but she desperately wanted the creature to respond, to tell her it was some kind of messed up prank, to say anything, if it even could. However, the monster’s only response was to dangle a new tentacle over her mouth. The omnipresent scent of raspberry became so suffocating it stung her eyes. “W-wow,” she said sarcastically, her voice trembling through her tears. “Gotta… p-prepare everything f-first, r-right?” The tentacle fondling her pussy pushed farther into her folds and she let out a moan involuntarily. No, she thought, I can’t already enjoy this! I… I-I mean I shouldn’t…
A new tentacle interrupted her spiraling thoughts when it pulled on the back of her panties. Molly looked back sheepishly, sniffling, and watched the slimy appendage slide into her panties. “H-hey, what do you think you’re-” Molly yelped as the tentacle pulled back hard and tore apart her panties. Several tendrils shot towards her cunt and asshole before she could react. “Okay,” bargained Molly, choking back tears. “J-just one hole- two h-holes, p… p-please?”
The tentacles hesitated, even the ones toying with her breasts, allowing her to count eight of them circling her hips. Nervous and panicking, she inanely considered that it may have listened to her.
Less than a second later, two of the tentacles began rimming her asshole. “Ahn~” she moaned, immediately regretting her imprudent deal. Many other tentacles began to tease her butthole as she stifled both her tears and her moans. W-well, at least it will only use one hole now, r-right? she thought solemnly until one of the tentacles returned to her clit. Oh well, I wasn’t expecting it to listen anyway- her thoughts were interrupted when the tentacles resting around her boobs returned to squeezing. The tentacle dangling above her began to prod at her mouth, accompanied by another tendril that pushed her brunette hair out of her face and tied it back. Shit, she thought, Well… I-I guess it’s g-going to ruin all of my holes.
Like an agile serpent, the tentacle at her crotch snaked along the walls of her cunt and invoked a deep guttural moan. With pleasure coursing through her, she unwillingly let out a sensual gasp. Too late, Molly realized that this was a mistake.
The tentacle near her mouth practically jumped at the opportunity and violently thrust itself inside before she could oppose it. “Nooooooo!” she screamed through the tentacle in her mouth, choking and gasping as it ventured deeper. She tried gnawing on the tentacle, but the tough, outer membrane proved this to be in vain. Her sobs grew as the worm-like appendage squirmed and began to pump red, bioluminescent slime down the back of her throat. She felt the raspberry-flavored nectar flow like honey down her esophagus as she was forced to swallow. Is this… cum? she speculated distressingly. She bitterly recognized the irony of the creature’s semen tasting like her favorite flavor. Oh God, it’s c-cumming inside me!
She vigorously tried again to free her arms from the tentacles’ grasp, but all her limbs had been bound with two tentacles along each and her resistance was futile. The tentacles inside her mouth and pussy began to oscillate, amplifying her elation as waves of guilty indulgence washed over her. Two of the tentacles squeezing her tits paused momentarily before repositioning themselves around her nipples.
Shit, shit, shit, shit… she thought as the tendrils latched onto her nipples and began to suck. “P-p-pleashh! Don’t… d-dohn’t do that…” Molly begged through the tentacle in her mouth. “I-I-I… don’t… don’t h-have any- Ahh~ …I don’t have a-any milk for yo- Ah~!” The beast’s only response was to bring in two more tentacles from below to enter her vagina. As all three tentacles reached deep inside her and squeezed outwards, she squirted and let out a sudden, slow moan. “Noo! N-nghot inhhide! D-Dohn’t i-impregnate me!” She begged hopelessly through the tentacle in her mouth. This prompted the tendril in her mouth to leave as if to give her a break. After fruitlessly trying to spit out the creature’s cum in between short, panicked breaths, Molly anticipated that it was yet to be finished with her.
Like a tide receding before a storm, the tentacles in and around her vagina, anus, and the one near her mouth backed away. Molly flinched as several tentacles simultaneously buried themselves into and came inside her pussy and asshole. The two tentacles by her head also came all over her face. She exhaled a sensual, drawn-out breath as scarlet red slime trickled down her legs and neck. The tentacles inside of her pulled back out and more slime leaked from her entrance. “Pleashh… ah~ …stop… uuggh~ …I-I can’t t-take… ohh~ …anymhore,” she whined. “I-I’m gonna… ah~ …I’m g-gonna b-b-break… augh~”
The tentacles wrapped around her tits slowed down their sucking, but the tendrils hovering outside of her ass and pussy began teasing her again. The monster had already brutally violated her, but it was ready for round 2 if it needed that to break her.
The entire cave began to glow dimly to allow Molly to see its true size, as if to demoralize her. It was at least a dozen meters in diameter and at least five meters tall with a few rocky tunnels leading out of the cave. The tentacle monster was a red, translucent, gelatinous mass stretching from the dark, stony ceiling to the wet, mossy floor and only left a small circle in the center of the cave where Molly was held in place. She stared, petrified as dozens of tentacles emerged from the monster and engulfed most of her body.
Each of her holes were approached by five fresh tentacles. They began to tease her down below and jabbed at her mouth. “Ahn~ …a-a-again!?!- ooooh~” she groaned exasperatedly, continuing to stifle her tears.
The tentacles milking her titties began pulling harder, causing her nipples to begin leaking a strange, white liquid. Molly realized she was producing milk somehow. H-how?! Am I already… p-pregnant!?! she thought worriedly. Her breast milk began to flow rapidly into the gelatinous beast, where it appeared to be dissolved and digested.
The tentacles continued their assault further as they snaked forcefully into her asshole and vagina. "Noooo- ooh~" Her sharp gasps allowed the five tentacles passage into her mouth, which just barely fit them all inside. Her resistance to them grew weak, her gentle gnawing only encouraged the worm-like appendages to explore deeper. "Mmmm~" groaned Molly, feeling the tentacles below her start to rhythmically pump in and out of her.
Am I... s-starting to e-enjoy this? she thought, causing her to shudder. No... I don't... don't want this… right? The nagging doubt in her mind brought to light her most depraved desires as the creature thrusted deep inside her. Her mind began to betray her as it slowly succumbed to the monster’s humid embrace. It's- it's j-just a fantasy, she told herself unconvincingly.
As if to amplify her uncertainty further, the tentacles from below continued to slither deeper and deeper. Molly squirmed with regretful pleasure and her heart rate continued to climb as the monster crept into her most private areas. Three tendrils reached her womb and came, explicitly certifying that she was indeed pregnant. Molly’s moans intensified and her asscheeks clenched like she was a bitch in heat. She could feel her chest and her belly getting heavier as slime continued to be stuffed into her. The other two tentacles in her vagina began stretching it out, causing her to cum over and over. Three tentacles in her ass also began to stretch it out while the other two continued to slam her ass with warm, red cum. Her choked sobs became desperate breaths as the tentacles in her mouth almost went as deep as her stomach and began to blow loads powerful enough to feel like explosions.
I-I c-can’t take this… it's g-gonna break me… make it s-stop… she thought as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her sharp, blissful whimpers contrasted with her long, harrowing sobs as the creature ruthlessly invaded her crevices. After a relentless, uncountable series of orgasms, it slowed its assault and allowed her a moment to breathe. The tentacles in her throat pulled out, causing her to gag as she tried to vomit out the liters of red slime filling her stomach. Her face was deeply reddened with embarrassment, the monster’s red slime, and her weeping.
She pleaded weakly, “I- ohh~ …s-stop… ahh~ …no more…” She knew it would keep going until it wore her down, but a part of her began to lust hungrily for such a depraved fate. Her most perverted thoughts crept into her mind, telling her that escape was useless and that she was destined for this. She tried to ignore them, but she knew that she would soon be mindbroken if the creature continued at this rate.
As Molly prepared herself, expecting to be toyed with and penetrated brutally for round three, the tentacles around her limbs began to raise her upward. As the tentacles in her cunt and ass began to pull out, more cum poured out of her holes as she whined longingly. As her thoughts grew increasingly debauched, she felt strangely empty as each slimy appendage slid out. Only the two tentacles milking her breasts remained, continuing to violate her.
The tendrils between her legs formed into one, singular phallic mass about 20 inches long underneath her. The widest part of the mass had a diameter of almost 15 inches. “Aw, shit…” she faltered, “I c-can’t take that much…” The tentacle split into two smaller ones aimed directly at her ass and cunt, the tentacles glowing and rippling as cum flowed into them. Her eyes widening, she cried helplessly, “T-that’s still too big!”
Her body convulsed and jiggled as she resumed her unsuccessful struggle against the tentacles, but that didn’t stop them from slowly lifting her up. In an instant the tentacles encircling her went slack, causing her to suddenly plummet. Yelping as she fell, Molly shut her eyes and braced for impact. She sank into the monster’s phallus, barely biting back a moan as she felt the girth continue to widen. Cautiously, she opened her eyes to see two tentacles wrap around her growing belly. She finally let out a pained, guttural groan as the tentacles around her belly began to push her down deeper. She continued to slide down the slippery jelly until she bottomed out, invoking a low, drawn-out gasp as she was struck with pain and pleasure. “AAGGHHH~ …I c-can’t take this anym-more… I-I’m g-gonna c-cum…!” she exclaimed. Her fluids mixed with the scarlet slime leaked out from under her and soaked into the moss. The pungent scent of raspberry seeped into her skin and burned into her mind.
As she teetered on the edge of mindbreak, the girths inside her sprang to life. They began to defile her most sensitive areas while fresh tentacles approached her mouth. “Fuck! S-shit! I-I’m not gonna survive- GAAH~!!” screamed Molly as the tentacles around her limbs and her belly forced her to ride its cock, her heart pounding in her ears. “…you- you're going to ruin me… NO DO- ooohhhh~” Her pleas were ignored and the two phalluses swiftly filled her up with slime before splitting back up into several smaller tentacles. Her tits bounced but were restrained by more tentacles caressing them. Along with the five tendrils trying to jam themselves into her mouth, the dozens of tentacles beneath her continued to violate her far more vigorously. Several tentacles began tickling her ears, hands, feet, clit, and urethra. Four tentacles kept squeezing milk out of her breasts faster and faster until an almost opaque stream of milk flowed through each tentacle.
It’s s-stirring up my insides… It's making me its slave… she thought hopelessly. I-I'm s-so tired… it's going to split m-me in half… it's gonna k-kill me… Each tentacle came almost simultaneously and Molly felt immediately more bloated as warm red slime spilled out of every hole, including her nostrils. Multiple orgasms shot through her exhausted body, causing her to almost pass out from dizziness. Barely able to conceal her pleasure, her moans became loud and needy as animalistic desires flooded her mind. Using the slimy appendages wrapped around her sore limbs and large belly, the creature lifted Molly off of its erect appendages and its glowing, red cum poured out from her vagina and asshole.
The tentacles began to retreat from her holes, making strange, slimy squishing sounds as they carefully slid out of each crevice. Even the monster's tight grip on her nipples began to loosen and her milk flowed slower. In a moment of hedonistic desperation that she soon regretted, Molly grabbed the tentacle roughly as it curled around her right palm and guided it towards her mouth. “P-please…” she begged, her voice desperate and raspy. “I-I want… I n-need… m-more…” she trembled as tears streamed down her face.
The tendrils surrounding her hesitated, seemingly as surprised as she was with the salacious words she just spoke. Why did I say that!?! she thought. I won't be able to take it m-much longer… I'm becoming a slut for this… depraved creature… The tentacle by her hand wormed out of her feeble grip and seemed to stare at her judgingly for her brazen request. Shame and embarrassment pooled hotly in her chest as she tried to turn her head away. The tentacles then slowly resumed their retreat back into the mass of red slime as it dimmed and disappeared into the cave’s darkness, leaving her simultaneously relieved and disappointed.
Wondering if it was giving her a chance to leave, Molly struggled desperately against the beast’s grip. She found that it was even tighter than before and knew it wasn't done with her yet. Ugh, why did I say that?! Why did I have to be so… so h-horny!?? I’m l-losing my m-mind!! She sighed longingly until several fresh tentacles reemerged from the darkness mid-sigh and buried themselves inside her. “MMPHhh~” she moaned as three tentacles crawled into her throat and choked her with fresh raspberry semen. Her senses were immediately overwhelmed as the creature’s slimy appendages began pounding her ass and vagina mercilessly. I-I-I can’t… it's… too much… won’t… s-stop… she thought. The strength and speed of her abuse left her unable to think straight. Molly's body grew limp as her strength and endurance faded, each successive orgasm set fire to her nerves and spine and weakened her willpower.
Her heart rate skyrocketed as she saw more and more tendrils emerge out of the darkness and approach her tauntingly. Meanwhile, the original tentacles slammed deeper and deeper, creating an overwhelming satisfaction that flooded through her brain and made her mind go blank. Pain and pleasure began to compound as the tentacles began to stretch out her holes in order to fit more inside. Molly's throat was barely able to vocalize a moan as the monster forced its way deeper into her. The tentacles around her nipples squeezed roughly to speed up the flow of breast milk as more tentacles dropped in from above to fondle her boobs. This continued for what seemed like hours, her cunt and asshole gaping with each powerful thrust. With each orgasm that racked her body, she became increasingly addicted to every sensation. She could only stare ahead blankly into the darkness as a continuous stream of euphoria flooded her brain.
Eventually she submitted to the dozens of tentacles in her holes, her mind too broken to resist. It keeps making me cum… her thoughts barely formed through the haze of arousal as she was plowed vigorously. …It’s t-tearing me apart! I-I-I… need… can’t… A powerful orgasm rippled through her body as her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted from the pleasure.
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Awakening to the quiet but forceful slapping of the brutish tentacles against her ass and the sickening scent of raspberry (her memory of the flavor would forever be traumatizing), Molly sighed as she realized she was still stuck in this cave as the captive of this ruthless monster. She remained bound in a spread eagle position on the floor by two tentacles along each of her limbs. Several tentacles moved in and out of each of her holes, but at least the monster seemed to have stopped milking her now huge tits. Seeing the morning sun rays faintly coming from the mouth of the cave suggested she had been here for at least a day, which both calmed and amplified her worries.
Her mind began to race as she remembered her hiking trip with her friends, her parents, her studies, and considered being trapped here forever. I can’t stay here… they’ll worry about me… I bet my friends are still waiting for me… what would my parents say? Could I even return? What do I tell them, ‘I spent last night getting railed by a tentacle monster and I enjoyed it’? ‘Of course I resisted, I would totally rather live my regular life instead of being a cocksleeve for some tentacled cave cryptid’? No- I can’t tell anyone, even if I can leave… what could they even do? It’s too embarrassing to tell them anyway… it has already made me addicted to its slimy touch, what if I come back willingly? What if- her shameful thoughts were interrupted when the monster’s tendrils began to recede, but only from her pussy. Her eyes fluttered as she raised her neck painfully and glanced towards her gaping cunt. It was still coated in thick, red, bioluminescent slime but it seemed to lack a strong raspberry smell. Instead, she detected a hint of citrus before the tentacles in her mouth blew another load.
Suddenly, something stimulated her cervix as it crawled out. “Mmph~” Molly groaned tiredly, noting the soreness in her throat. Seeing some sort of yellow light emerging, she pulled back in surprise as her eyes darted around her hips. “What the- ACK-” her incredulity was cut short as she gagged on the viscous nectar running down her throat, forcing her to rest her head back on the soft moss. Her folds were parted as a small yellow slime resembling a tardigrade emerged out of her vulva. It was only two inches tall and smelled like a lemon. She could only watch as it crawled closer to her belly like a centipede, paralyzed with terror and amazement.
What is that? Some k-kind of… l-larva? she guessed. Did I… g-give birth to this thing? The small slime climbed onto her heaving chest and began to gently caress her enlarged breasts, its texture almost like a tongue. A trembling purr escaped her lips as she grappled with this sudden motherhood. The larva then slithered up to her hardened nipple and began to suckle on it. Molly cooed softly, transfixed and aroused by the creature.
Another perturbation inside her womb caused her to break from her trance to stare around her undulating belly. More liquid spilled out as something else pushed out of her cervix. Another small slime crawled out from her pussy, but this one glowed white and had a faint scent of lychee. Are these m-my… children??? Do they g-grow up that quickly or… have I been here that long? I-is it turning me into some k-kind of… b-breeding sow? she feared. Do they feed on my nutrients or something? A third and final slime larva plopped onto the mossy floor, glowing green and smelling faintly of green apple.
While the white larva started climbing onto its mother, the red tentacles sloppily pulled out of Molly’s mouth and anus and allowed her to let out a passionate, broken sigh. Fresh glowing red slime spilled from each tentacle and hole and slathered her bloated body in another layer of translucent semen. Gasping tentatively, she hoped the monster had only ravaged her to bear its offspring and that it no longer had any use of her. Molly tried pulling at her tight bindings again, but it seemed that birthing the small slimes drained her strength.
“What do you want from me!?!” she yelled at the darkness, but her voice was too frail. “Will you l-let me leave now?” her voice trembled as tears formed in her eyes. “I j-just want to g-go home…”
Her sniffling shook her bare chest as the lychee slime climbed on top. Giving the two slimes on her boobs a small, solemn smile, she wondered where the third had gone. She quickly got her answer as something began to lick her asshole. “Hey-! oooh~” she moaned passionately, realizing the green slime was moving deeper into her colon to lick the semen out of it. “Ughhh~ …it's licking a-all my- AHN~ …all my w-weak spots…” She guessed that all the slime pumped into her guts was enriched by her body to be nutritious for the babies’ consumption. Molly was conflicted on how to feel about her new children, especially as more and more pleasure built up inside her and clouded her thoughts.
Molly spent the next twenty minutes in darkness watching the two glowing, bug-like slimes toying with her sensitive tits, leaving Molly completely at their mercy. She whimpered as the green slime dug deeper into her intestines. Suddenly, she gasped as the darkness around her began to dimly glow red. The monster appeared to have returned with its tentacles outstretched.
Partially joking, partially out of some strange maternal instinct, Molly yelled, “S-stay away from my k-kids!” The tendrils hovered above her, glowing and pulsing with red, sticky cum. “What the- What are you doing?!!” she cried weakly. Preparing herself to be penetrated, Molly took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles. However, the tentacles decided instead to ejaculate all over her and caused her to wince as the slime stuck to her skin. “Why on meee??” she complained raspily. The yellow and white larvae crawled down off of her large breasts with a squelch and they began to absorb the red, sticky slime from her skin. I guess it sucks up all the nutrients on my skin… she speculated helplessly.
Feeling the green slime turn around in her colon, Molly whined in relief. Unfortunately, she also noticed the yellow slime begin to wriggle back down to her hips while the white slime approached her face. “Ughh… what now?” she groaned weakly. As the yellow slime reached her labia, it began to part them and crawl inside. She wanted to panic, to struggle, to curl up in shame, maybe even just close her legs, but she only had the strength to give a long, drained sigh.
Meanwhile, the white slime had crawled across her neck and latched onto her chin. “Please- ahh~ …don't… don't do that- ah~ -to y-your mum…” Molly pleaded to the white larva as it poked her demandingly in the lips. It bit her on her cheek making her now sensitive skin felt like it was burning. “Ow ow ow-! Okay! Fine!” she conceded. As she reluctantly opened her mouth widely, she stuck her tongue out playfully and allowed the lychee larva to slide down. Of course it had to be lychee, that's also one of my favorite flavors! she thought angrily. The next one in my mouth better not be strawberry flavored! Once it had fully entered her mouth, she quickly closed it again before the red tentacles could get any ideas. As the small slime got to the back of her throat, her neck bulged slightly as it began to eat away the red nectar lining her throat.
Feeling the slimy larvae in her holes, Molly let out shaky, pained coos as their bodies rubbed against her most sensitive areas, still tender from the assault from the night before. As she wondered when they would stop, the slimy, scarlet tendrils above her glowed again before pumping more viscous, glowing cum all over her. Closing her eyes to keep the red slime out of them, she quickly opened them again as she felt the green slime crawling out of her ass and onto her inner thigh. She thought, I-is it leaving or… Still growing, the green slime didn't crawl away.
Instead, it continued to slither along her leg and suckled on her toes. She stifled a groan, thinking it was ridiculous to get any enjoyment from this. As more glowing cum spurted out of each tentacle, she slowly realized that her children would now never leave her if there were nutrients all over her. The yellow slime, now almost 3 inches tall, crawled out of her cunt and back onto her belly to confirm her theory. It began to bathe in the red, sticky semen layered on thick enough to stick her to the floor by itself, absorbing it and continuing to grow.
Realizing none of the slimes would ever let her go, she felt a deep resentment against her rapist and felt betrayed by her own children. She cried herself to sleep as the small slimes continued to lick and suck the nutrients from her fatigued body.
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Molly woke up again on the wet, mossy floor, her head aching with searing pain. Both her and the floor were stained with the slime of the tentacle monster that still glowed that faint, eerie red color. She also saw some yellow, white, and green slime trails along her curvature, reminding her of her perverted slime children. She tried to get up, but her belly was full again and her legs were sore. She shuddered, realizing the creature had taken advantage of her while she was asleep, twice. At least those tentacle monsters seem to have left, she thought wearily. Her tired eyes only picked up the faint blue light of her phone laying in the remains of her backpack about a meter away.
Molly dragged herself along the moss, slowly crawling towards her phone. She sighed heavily, partially out of relief, partially out of dread as she reached the comforting blue light.
Squinting at the phone screen, Molly saw it was almost midnight and read several messages from her friends about where she was. What are they talki- her eyes widened when she read the date. “I’ve been here for two weeks?!?” she cried hoarsely. “T-this creature has b-been enjoying me for t-two f-fucking weeks!!?” She supposed the monster had fed her with its slime somehow and felt repulsed. Seeing the top of the cavern just barely lit by moonlight, she groaned in despair as she looked for a way out. “Oh, well. The worst is over.” said Molly, partially relieved.
All of a sudden the walls of the cave were illuminated again with the glow from her slime children as well as three other slime monsters, which had all grown large enough to reach the ceiling and each had their own fruit-scented tendrils. Damn, thought Molly. So much for ‘the worst is over’... This r-really is the end for me… time for round… whatever I guess. Exasperated and realizing she had barely enough energy to even move, she laid back on the soft, wet, and sticky moss slowly.
The tentacle monsters, surprised by her lack of resistance, approached her rapidly. They descended lovingly on her naked, drenched, and utterly-used form as she watched with exhausted tolerance. She closed her eyes in acceptance as she prepared to be railed mercilessly. To her dismay, the first thing she felt was strawberry nectar all over her lips.