Aurora looks around for the other captives

The marine's head was spinning, but she knew better than to lose control of herself in a situation like this one. She took deep breaths, and then turned her head to scout around the room for other survivors. It didn't take long.

Directly above her, in the shadows, was a young woman--no older than twenty one--with the same creature attached to her face. Her belly was also swollen, and she was covered in some kind of a slime. Down what she perceived to be some kind of cavern hall, there was a redhead, bound to the ground in a squatting position, with something terrible happening to her pussy. Aurora couldn't tell what, but she was gasping and groaning. Lastly, a young African was buried before her in a mass of tentacles, not explicitly bound but without real hope of escape. They groped her at all corners. The next step was to try and communicate with one of them, if she was fortunate enough to know the language.