A loooooong fall (Bad End)

(This is a smut chapter.)

The capsule descends rapidly, making you shut your eyes and lean against the side to remain steady. This continues for a few seconds before the tube seems to begin dropping at an angle, and you fall over onto what you can no longer call the side or the bottom. The angle then changes again, and you’re lying on your back as you rocket sideways inside the capsule. Without warning, the bottom collapses, and the container comes to a halt. Your momentum, however, does not come to a halt, and you’re launched horizontally through the air and into a familiarly soft and wet cushion.

You know what happens next, but it only happens if you let it! After shaking your head and focusing on your current situation, you flip onto your stomach, and propel yourself forward, whatever direction that happens to be in this low-lit room. As your ears stop ringing, you’re again greeted by the debauched moans of other girls, but you continue to scramble forward in your escape attempt. Suddenly you drop in altitude, and you’re on all fours with smooth concrete beneath you. Yes, you’re on the floor! You don’t even bother to stand upright before bolting towards what you pray is the door, but you barely make it a foot forward before your ankle gets snagged by a tentacle. Crap!

You claw at the ground trying to get away, but your other ankle is grabbed as well, and you’re left hanging diagonally like a wheelbarrow while the tentacles slowly reel you in. Just like last time, the creature’s first order of business is undressing you, and your clothes are peeled away from your skin one by one as you squirm in vain. You think for a second that it’s going to spare your pitiful excuse for panties before it rips them from your hips, completely ruining them.

After last time, you’re expecting it to start with your ass, so you shriek in surprise as it drives itself into your hypersensitive pussy this time. You still haven’t recovered from the effects of this thing’s ejaculate, so it already feels like you’re on the edge of orgasm. You swallow hard and try to focus on dragging yourself forward and out of its grip, but after a minute or two, you’re just beating your fists on the ground and trying not to cum.

Not that it helps. Nothing could help you hold out against the nerve-wracking pleasure pistoning into you. Your arms give out and you collapse against the floor, resting your cheek on the ground while your erect nipples slide back and forth against the smooth concrete. Come on Emilia, don’t… Don’t… CUMMING!

A pathetic cry is squeezed out of your throat as your cunt loses its battle, dripping generously around the unyielding member inside of it. Your whole body shudders, and you flex your fingers against the floor in a feeble attempt to get free before your pussy is filled with more tentacle cum. It doesn’t work. Your tunnel is flooded, and the heat returns to your crotch just as strongly as you remember it.

You’re suddenly pulled into the air by one of the tentacles around your ankles while the rest release you, leaving you dangling upside down by one leg. You might be afraid of how high up you are, but it’s far too dark for you to even tell where the floor is anymore. You could be an inch high or a mile high for all you know.

You don’t even try to brace yourself for which hole it will pick this time. You’ll just get it wrong. You hang helplessly in the tentacle’s grasp, still swimming in the afterglow of your orgasm, when a tentacle slides deep into your ass. Your cunt ripples into a mini-orgasm as some dew is knocked loose from your soaking wet lips. So goooood… No! You can’t let this thing win!

You reach your arms out, trying to grab anything to free yourself as you kick your free leg around wildly. Your hands find a pair of tentacles beneath them, and you latch on without a second thought. Unfortunately, the tentacles seem to misinterpret your intentions and begin thrusting back and forth in your grasp, earning themselves an inadvertent handjob while you fail to grip hard enough to impede their movement.

Meanwhile, your mouth and pussy both get stuffed with a tentacle as well, and your tunnel clenches down appreciatively as the burning in it subsides. With blood rushing to your head as you’re dangled in the air with tentacles using your every hole, a heavy fog starts to settle over your mind. Somewhere along the way, your leg stopped kicking and just stayed bent. You’re not really sure when but it’s not too important.

Your tits bounce freely as the tentacles make a cocksleeve out of you, spitroasting you relentlessly and even turning your hands into sex toys. A feeling that you’re forgetting something nags at the back of your mind. The fog grows even thicker, but you still think you’ve figured something important out. You suckle against the tentacle in your mouth as it pumps into your throat, and it relieves a slight heat that had formed around your lips and in your mouth. Oh, that’s it, you were forgetting to suck the cock in your mouth. That was it, right? …No, that doesn’t sound like it. You keep sucking though, because it feels nice. You try again to remember, but the lightheadedness and overwhelming pleasure make it really hard, so your brain kind of won’t think anymore.

A climax hits you out of nowhere and you scream in astonishment, the sound loud enough to ring out around the tentacle **** your mouth. The tentacles’ climaxes follow right on the heels of yours, and you’re positively flooded and coated with tentacle spunk. Then the worst thing possible happens. The tentacles all withdraw except the one holding your ankle, and a furious heat seems to engulf your whole body. You need to stop burning. You need it, you need it, you neeeeeeed it.

Your arms are pulled up to your sides, and then a big tentacle wraps itself around them and your torso several times. It’s like a big hug, and it makes you feel better but it’s not what you need. You get flipped and twirled around and it makes your head spin, but when you regain a clue of what’s happening around you, you’re bent forward at the waist, feet still unable to find solid ground. Lifting your head up, you see another girl mere inches from your face. She looks happy, bent over like you with her arms hugged to her sides. She’s also bouncing back and forth like the tentacles are fucking her. Lucky.

You’re not left to be jealous for long, as the tentacles plug both your pussy and ass at the same time. Yessssss… Your eyes roll back in your head as you orgasm yet again, spilling your love juices everywhere and moaning like a whore. The girl in front of you suddenly lurches forward and locks her lips with yours. It makes the burning in your lips go away and also makes you drool like a total mess. At that moment, you’re reminded of what you were supposed to do. Make out with this girl! You forgot how to fix the burning in your mouth but she reminded you. She’s so nice. You feel bad for being jealous of her earlier.

The tentacles crank up their speed, causing you and your fellow fucktoy to break away from your kiss and both cry out at the top of your lungs. Your breasts bounce back and forth with incredible ****, swinging back to hit the tentacle hugging you each time. Even among all the other noises filling the room, you’re still able to pick out the sound of your cunt being fucked into a sopping wet mess.

Another load of cum is pumped into you, forcing you to wail uncontrollably, and considering the noises you hear from the other girl, she’s probably getting the same treatment. Every muscle in your crotch and legs quiver despite feeling absolutely exhausted. Excruciating heat blossoms within your body, and both you and your companion simultaneously smother each other in a deep kiss as your insides are painted by the tentacles once again. The ravaging of your holes starts back up again, and not a moment too soon as the heat was making you mewl desperately into your friend’s mouth.

After some time, a light floods into the room. A distant voice hovers around you but you can’t tell what it’s saying. The tentacles suddenly drop you on your stomach and go away. Nooooo… You blink a few times under the harsh light before looking around and seeing your makeout partner looking back at you. She smiles wide and rolls you over on your back before climbing on top of you, planting her slit on your face as she takes a long lick of your pussy, making your legs extend so hard it aches. Ooooh, she likes you, ehehe… It’s okay, you like her too. You’ll bring her home once this is all over, but for now, you return the favor by licking her vigorously.

Eventually the light goes away, not that you really notice from beneath your new friend. You enjoy each other for a long time, licking and fingering lots of moans and orgasms out of each other, but no matter how many fingers or tongues get involved, they don’t compare to the tentacles. So when you see the tentacles returning from the darkness, your pussy starts gushing in anticipation while you grin harder than you’ve ever grinned in your life.