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Chapter 3 by Gedrick Gedrick

Can Joanna escape the alien's clutches?

Yes

Joanna swore, someone had fucked up big time, and her unit was right in the middle of it. She felt the mud sucking at her, grabbed hold of the shuttle landing strut to brace herself she fired into the mud, heavy rounds cutting through the tentacle attached to her leg.

To her horror, the thing stayed animated, coiling up towards her groin, it?s slimy tip rubbing against her armour, seeming to dissolve it without effort. Joanna yelped, dropping her gun and grabbing for the tentacle with both hands. She managed to get a grip on it as its tip pushed up into her sex, grinding its tip inside her, pushing at her maidenhood.

Joanna gasped, contact with the slime made her nerves in the area insanely sensitive, her clit throbbing with sudden pleasure just from having the tentacle move against it. Her hands began to slip and she fell backwards into the mud.

Around her the rest of the Angels were faring no better, about half having had their armour torn away and now being brutally used by tentacles pushing into their mouths, asses and vaginas. Kelly was gasping, her hair and body smeared with wet mud, nipples fully erect from the cool substance as a pair of thick tentacles spread her body wide. Two more tentacles reached up, grabbing one of the shuttles and beginning to yank it down into the mud.

Can Joanna get the tentacle out of herself?

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