A Big Tongue and Some Tentacles. (Gosh Damn Mimics!)

Inside the chest is a deep rectangular hole lined with flesh similar to that of an esophagus. A long, thick tongue sits against the wall closest to you while long fleshy tentacles hang down deeper inside.

Before you can react, a tentacle sweeps your legs and makes you fall right on your ass, dropping your sword and shield. You crawl back on your hands as the tentacles rise up into the air, curling about and reaching around for something to grab. You stumble on your hands and knees, try to get away, only for one to coil up your right leg as many others follow suit to drag you backwards toward the chest. You struggle and kick the tentacles, trying to reach for your sword not even three inches away from your hand, when you are suddenly jerked up into the air as if tossed or thrown, and land right back down on the rim of the chest by your waist, hurting a bit but nothing seriously painful. The lid then clamps down on you but doesn't use much effort. It wraps around your waist like a pair of lips and you hear a slight *click* from behind your head on both sides. You shake and try to open the chest, but it won't budge. It must have locked itself on you.

You hold your upper body off the ground while everything below your waist is hanging inside the chest. You punch and hit the lower half, hoping to make it release its grip when something slaps you in the ass. Something thick, slimy, warm, and flexible slaps right between your ass cheeks and slides up and down to the top of your ass to the clit of your pussy. You then remember the large tongue in the chest and feel descusted but a bit turned on. You shut your legs and straighten them, hoping to stop the unwelcomed licking. Tentacles tighten around your legs and ankles and pull them open so the tongue can continue. It licks from the bottom to the top of your lower areas, drenching your pants in, what you pray is saliva, to the point of sagging. You give off a grunt or two and keep hitting against the bottom half as it continues to try and lick through your pants. Eventually, the tentacles yank them off completely, exposing your rear and cunt to the moist and warm atmosphere of the mouth of the mimic.

The tongue returns to your crotch and you feel the full extent of the mimic's hunger driven lust. It cups around your pussy all the way to your clit and lathers your cunt in hot saliva. It then slowly slides down your pussy and all the way over to between your cheeks and against your ass hole. It forces a long moan out of you as your eyes close and your palms push against the chest. It does this over and over for so long. You lose track after 3 hours. It makes it almost impossible to think and you begin to feel a building pressure in your pelvis. The inside walls of the chest begin to close around you but it does not obstruct the tongue's efforts. The moist fleshy walls press your lower half into a tight squeeze, making moving them or any attempts to stop it now impossible, leaving you with only one option... Enjoy. It finally pulls away, letting you catch your breath and get a hold of yourself only for it to return and destroy your progress. It then smacks against your pussy, wiggling and working its way past your lips and inside. You let a scream escape this surprising attack as your head goes a hundred miles a minute. You always envisioned your first time to be a little more special, but to be tongued by a mimic? You shouldn't let this happen, and yet it is, and regretful as it is to admit, it is near magical. The walls beginning to suck against your skin and hold you in place as the tongue wiggles in and out. It feels rather pleasant, wonderful even. You keep struggling against it but slowly stop, beginning to consider whether fighting at this point is even possible and how you could just give up to the tongue as it is quite obvious you can't win while in its maw. It pumps saliva into your cunt with every lick, the hot sticky goo pushing you further and further with a steaming vibration as your palms are spread flat against the chest's bottom half, your shouts and moans echoing off the as they fall from your mouth without your knowledge. You can't deny that you are enjoying it immensely. You can't resist the licks and slithering of the warm tongue in your pussy. You don't fight anymore, just laying in its lips while the mimic feasts on your now juicy cunt. You try not to think about what is tonguing you and just lose yourself in the stimulation. The pressure, the saliva, the heat, the passion; it builds in your pelvis beyond comfort until the tongue digs deep into your pussy and wiggles inside without mercy. You moan and grip your breasts, the moment getting faster with the spark and warmth coursing up 5he back of your body, the built up pressure in your nethers getting so close, maddeningly close until finally with another violent twitch of the tongue it is all set free, racing for a toe curling retreat you have never known before, and finally... *SPLOOSH*!

The tongue triggers a large orgasm as you quiver and gush with mimic spit and pussy juice. Your face goes stupid and your head falls forward with your hands still on your chest. It keeps you cumming for at least a minute while it continues to wiggle inside you. What little space was left inside is quickly filled by the sexual fluids, drenching every inch of your flesh inside with a surrounding tremor of heat and pleasure. You finally stop while your face hits against the floor, feeling the after effects of your explosion. The tongue retreats from your cunt but doesn't release you.

You feel drowsy and can barely even keep a thought as the stimulation has mentally destroyed you. You try to pick yourself up, but are still stuck in the mimic's lips. You wait for a moment, trying to build up strength until something happens.