No (Gore)

As the older woman tried to poke the monster June, felt the young man’s hands start to slip, “No!” she screamed.

The man fell backwards as their grip failed and June fell into the mouth of the creature.

The tentacles pulled her down as some sought out her holes. She couldn’t believe the creature wanted to fuck her as she fell feet first into its mouth. Her cunt, well lubed and ready for sex earlier, easily accepted the first tentacle, pushing into her, and she groaned. As others grabbed here, the two strangers could only look on helplessly. June felt tentacles wrap around her, felling out her arsehole and mouth while others grabbed at her breasts.

She stooks in the squishy maw of the monster, its tongue wrapping around her legs while screaming for help. Then its fangs closed. They weren’t big, but they were sharp and pointed backwards. Every time June struggled to pull herself out, the teeth held her there, like brambles hooked on clothing, but it was her flesh. She screamed and cried as it slowly dragged her inwards. The first gulp dragged her down to her thighs—the second her hips.

With each swallow, the teeth moved up her body and dug back in. When they reached her breasts, she started to feel the tingle on her feet and realised instantly what it meant. The creatures digestive acids were starting their work.

She sobbed as she was dragged back more, the people above her screaming their grief, their sorrow, their apologies. Then the darkness came over her head, and the tingling continued to get worse. June closed her eyes.

Strangely, the tingling was stimulating, almost arousing. As the tentacle continued to fuck at her cunt her nipples rose to the tingling sensation. Each cut of a tooth stinging pleasantly. She gasped for breath but drew in digestive juices. Her eyes and nose stung and she flaied as bes she could while bound by the creatures tentacles.