One final change, before it seals their fate.

Gabrielle's return to consciousness was accompanied by a mighty hunger. Hunger and pain in every muscle in her body. She groaned softly and tried to rub the sleep from her eyes. She was momentarily confused as her arm refused to move, but then the memories began to surface, and a panicked surge of adrenaline kicked her wide awake. She struggled against the tendrils holding her arms and legs apart but found them just as unyielding as ever. Her stomach rumbled as it reminded her that yesterdays ordeal took quite a bit from the young heroine.

She wondered if instead of drowning, she would starve to ****. She knew from stories that that could take several days, a few weeks if she was truly unlucky. And if yesterday was any indication, those day's would not be pleasant. Suddenly, a thick substance fell on her tongue. The tendril that was previously fucking her mouth, was hollow, and it was now filling her mouth with a disgustingly tasting goo. She managed to swallow the unknown stuff and was retching as the vile taste registered. After a second, another glob landed on her tongue, and an even larger volume was pumped into her helpless mouth. Again and again, the tendril **** her to swallow loads of the strange, disgusting stuff. But over time, Gabrielle felt her hunger disappear, and the soreness of her exhausted body began to fade.

After several loads of the slimy goo, Gabrielle was back to her usual strength and energy. With her renewed vigour, she tried to escape but found the tendrils restraining her just as inescapable as before. Her futile struggles did alert the creature that she had recovered fully, and it picked up where it was **** to stop previously.

Gabrielle let out an involuntary moan as the multitude of tendrils that were still molesting her young body increased in speed. It was after the first orgasm of the day had wracked her body, that she noticed a change in the air she was **** to breathe through the face mask. Instead of the sickly sweet air that was laced with a mild aphrodisiac, the smell shifted to a sharper, Spicier smell.

Within seconds, her body grew unnaturally hot, and the dull everpresent arousal grew to a powerful lust. She wanted to fuck. She NEEDED to fuck. She welcomed the tendrils violating her cunt and ass and screamed her pleasure as each thrust deep into her exposed and **** body sent her higher and higher into sexual bliss. Her body was on acting on its own, as she was helpless to resist the growing pleasure. She became tense as she orgasmed harder than ever, and she took deep breaths of air as the waves of pleasure rocked her body. Each breath of air further heightened her senses and the orgasms started to come faster and faster. What at first took several minutes, now was achieved in less than one.

After an orgasm that was so strong that she momentarily saw stars, Gabrielle looked forward to the moment she would lose consciousness. If only to get a moment of rest from the constant **** on her sex. But that moment never came. No matter how often, or how hard she climaxed, her body and mind refused to give up. She always recovered in a matter of seconds, and her mind stayed as sharp and aware as if it was a normal day.

As another powerful orgasm wracked her supple body, she realised that the different smell of the air must have been responsible. With even that last escape taken from her, Gabrielle had **** but to endure the creature's ****.

Between orgasms, she had a brief moment to look at Xena and saw that she was being tended to as well. Thick bulges were moving down the tendril towards the warrior's mouth, and she sympathised with her friend as Xena was fed the same disgusting goo that she was. Further thoughts about her former lover were wiped from her mind as another orgasm ripped through her.

Xena's return to the land of the living was less gentle than Gabrielle's. Her eyes shot open, and her body flooded with adrenaline, as countless sharp and tiny teeth bit deep into her nipples and clit. She tried to scream in pain, but her mouth was filled to the brim with a disgusting and sticky goo, and she had to work hard to swallow everything. When everything was gone, the **** against her resumed. It only took a few seconds before her body awoke to the stimulation, and she began to feel the first signs of her rising orgasm. When she was close to cumming. the fucking and teasing slowed down a bit, keeping her arousal level. With enough **** to surprise her, a new load was shot into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged from the sheer amount inside her mouth, and she shivered in disgust as she felt it slowly slide down her throat.

When she had swallowed everything, she was given a couple of seconds to recover, before her mouth was once more filled. All the while, the tendrils attacking her sex kept up the steady pace, keeping her painfully aware of how close she was to cumming. With each load she managed to swallow, she could feel parts of her energy and strength return. But even when she was finally back at her normally so impressive strength, she remained unable to escape from the tendrils holding her in place.

Like Gabrielle, she noticed that the air she breathed began to change. The sweet turned into a strong sour smell, and she dreaded what else this foul creature had in store for her.

Ever so slowly, the speed increased, and she was being **** closer to the edge. It drew out her torment this time. It made sure that every second was pure sexual agony as her body yearned for more. Each step towards more pleasure was made after seemingly endless minutes of stimulation. Across from her, she saw Gabrielle's body trash as she was experiencing what looked like an impossibly strong orgasm. Her pussy clenched around the tendril fucking her, and the many tongues along its length reached deep into her flesh.

One tongue licked a special spot inside her wet cunt and Xena screamed as the pleasure exploded. Twice more they managed to hit that sensitive spot, and she had reached her limit. Every muscle inside her tensed as her body was a fraction of a second away from cumming.

Xena feared that the creature would stop again, that she would once more be trapped in her own special hell of pleasure. But what happened was much worse. The moment her orgasm would begin, her entire body became numb. The **** continued, Xena could still feel the tendrils and tongues stimulate and tease her body. But she felt absolutely no pleasure. Nothing but the climax that was just out of reach. She trashed in disbelieve as her orgasm began to recede, reacquainting Xena with that familiar feeling of unfulfilled need.

When she was sufficiently away from the edge, her body returned to normal, and she couldn't stop the moan as she welcomed the sensations. But every time she was a fraction away from release, her body would become numb, and she helplessly had to feel the orgasm fade away. Leaving only an empty, burning desire.

Meanwhile, her eyes stayed locked on the lithe figure of Gabrielle, as she trashed through one orgasm after another. Each time she saw her friend cum, her own body's need grew more intense, until it became too painful to bear. And even then, the nightmare didn't stop. Minutes turned into hours, and then into days. Occasionally, they were **** to swallow the energising goo. But even then, the fucking never stopped. Trapped underwater, with no hope of escape, they could only endure. Each trapped in their own personal hell that had turned their deepest sexual fantasy, into an unending realistic nightmare.