Nora was too shocked to react

The creature landed and pinned her with surprising strength. Nora screamed with terror as she tried to throw the thing off, but the creature was rooted on her chest, clamping her down with its legs as if it was **** to ride her like some kind of mechanical bull. Nora pushed her hand against the creatures face and tried to stop it from nearing its disgusting maw anywhere near her. It didn't have teeth, but it looked virulent and slimy and somehow worse than if it did. She screamed.

"Get off me!"

Naturally it didn't persuade it to stop at all, but it did respond. {if mask on =true}It clawed at her face, sending her gas mask flying far from her across the chamber. {endif}A ghastly, withered moan escaped its lips, and with it a belch of foul yellow breath. It stunk so bad that Nora entered a state of shock, and she couldn't move at all for the life of her. In fact, it was so terrible she was only half conscious as to what happened next. The creature twisted its chest around as if it had no bones, and then rabidly clawed at Nora's clothes, clumsily but effectively stripping her lower half. It bent down and covered Nora's terrified cunt with its strange mouth. For a moment, the creature was quiet; whatever it was doing it could even be described as "pleasant" to the right kind of person; Nora could feel a wet licking sensation upon her nethers, feeling her up as if to sense the contours of her pussy. But as soon as she thought that perhaps it wouldn't be as bad as she thought it was going to be (which granted, would still be terrible), she experienced a sharp pain that entered her forcefully. Whatever entered her was long, flexible, slimy, and writhing madly; if it were a regular lover she would be doubling over in pleasure; instead, it was a mix of tiny pleasure (when it hit the right spot right) and massive trauma (everything else). Her own scream woke her into full conciousness.

The creature was fully engaged with the unwanted cunnulingus, so Nora took the opportunity to reach for her flashlight. Without hesitation she swung her hefty club at the monster. She hit it, and hit it again, and again, and again, until the pained whining it made grew quieter and quieter, until all it made was a low sporadic groan, and its body was in a gory, pulpy state on the ground. A noticable yellowed cloud of spores rose from the corpse, rapidally spiralling around the chamber until it dissapitated into the ochre air. Nora felt sick; not only because of what she was made to experience just now, or because of the gory scene she just created, but because the spore cloud she just breathed in made her head simultaniously light and heavy, and her nose to bleed a thick red.

"Ungh... Nghh... my head, w-what is happening to me?"

She took a step but almost fell over. She staggered towards the tunnel in front of her, but her vision began to blur, and the singular tunnel turned to two. She stumbled a few more feet before bowling over onto her knees, panting and groaning as the migrane in her head became unbearable; it pounded and throbbed, and threatened her head to burst.

"Nghhh... nnnoo... nnnnooooaaaaAAAAAAA!"

Suddenly Nora's head exploded with activity. A multitude of fungus sprouted from her facial features, creeping from her mouth, bursting from her sockets; so quickly they grew that within a few minutes her head was not visible, and was replaced with a mass of pulsating sponge, puffing little clouds of spores into the air. Her body sat there twitching, her throat trying to say words but only letting out gutteral noises.

Thus ended Nora's adventure.