A loving missionary embrace

"Ohhhh," you coo, parting your thighs and lifting your knees. "Slide it in me, stud."

Victor smiles and guides his fat fuckpole to your tender slit. You watch his plunging prick divide your folds and stretch your dripping cunt and you moan and throw your head back as he fills you. He looms over you, leaning heavily with one hand ony our hips as he pounds your little pussy.

You start to say something and he covers your mouth with his, slipping his tongue into your mouth. As he is fucking you and kissing you, Matty reaches over and tugs at your nipple rings. The painful jerks become as pleasurable as the cock ramming your clenching cunny.

As good as it feels, you can't help but notice that something strange is happening. Victor had a nice, big cock when it slid into you, but it keeps swelling bigger and bigger. You open your eyes and realize that Victor is no longer above you. The thing that is drilling a monstrous dick into your depths is a shambling humanoid shape, skinless and oozing in fleshy folds. Its face bulges unnaturally and its tongue, thrusting between your lips and against your tongue, is long and like a tentacle. Its eyes are milky white and shift location in its face.

You are not afraid. If anything, you feel more aroused than before. The creature fucking you with a bulging, misshappen cock is beautiful, its distorting flesh like a work of art. You cum, running your hands over its sticky chest, gathering the mucus that sheaths its unwholesome body. Beside you, Matty is unchanged, but smiling crazily, tugging and twisting roughly at your nipple rings.

"Nnnnnnn!" the thing that was Victor grunts loudly and you feel its huge cock throbbing inside you, gushing seed into your aching hole. You cum from its orgasmic twitching, squeezing and milking and draining its enormous dick. Only, you don't drain it. The Victor-thing continues to groan and spurt inside you, frothy, milky-yellow discharge pouring out of your packed pussy, over your asshole, pooling beneath you on the bed.

As the creature continues to cum the symbol marked out ony our chest becomes hot. Your skin reddens and blisters. The symbols becomes searing hot, sizzling. You scream in pain, your pussy still being shot full of monstrous man milk, your painful orgasms rising to a crescendo that ends with a sudden plunge into darkness. You lose consciousness.

You awake to find yourself clad in a nearly transparent garment of soft fabric. You are sprawled atop a slightly angle stone platform. Lifting your head, you see that there is a huge, dark pit at the foot of the rock. You can hear something, moving and shifting inside the pit.

All around you, standing in a circle, are the men and women from the day before. They are clad in robes, but their heads are exposed. They are holding hands and chanting, swaying to the music playing over the loudspeakers. Matty and Victor are standing over you. Victor is reading aloud from a book in a foreign language. Sounds almost like Latin. Matty is holding your nipple rings taut with a chain threaded through the rings.

You remember what they said the night before, that you would become the bride of the Shapeless One. You smile. That sounds like a neat idea.

Somewhere, deep in your mind, you are screaming. And somewhere nearby, just outside the manicured resort, a hulking gorilla creature is watching events unfold.