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Chapter 4 by sinerinal sinerinal

What does Sydney do next?

Realizes her mistake

Sydney sits, catching her breath. Suddenly, the apparently solid stone room becomes organic, as if the room was alive, with phallic -shaped tentacles coming from the walls, ceiling, and floor. As Sydney raises her dagger, and tentacle shoots out from behind her, grabbing the hand with the knife in it. Panicking, she tries punching the offending appendage, only for the other arm to be grabbed in the same way. The tentacle on her sword arm squeezes, forcing her to release the sword.

A tentacle as thick as her body moves over her, squirting her with a green liquid that covers her entire body. Suddenly, she hears a burning sound. Looking down, she sees her armor, clothing and equipment sizzling away, leaving her completely nude with a bright red face.

A pair of tentacles with ends that look like suction cups latch on to her nipples. A thin, tongue-like appendage sprouts inside the cups and begins to tease her nipples. Another pair of tentacles, this one like that of an octopus with smaller tentacles where the suckers would be, attaches to her inner thighs. As Sydney writhes, trying to escape the tentacles, the small appendages begin to pleasure her, eliciting several moans. This is soon added to when the 'tongues' begin to extrude a slightly blue liquid that makes her nipples unbelievably sensitive, causing her to start lactating. The milk is immediately drained by the suction cups as they continue their relentless **** on her nipples.

A larger tentacle moves toward her labia, teasing it and making Sydney literally drip. Suddenly, it enters her, sprouting tiny tentacles that pleasured every inch of her vagina. The tentacle begins pistoning in and out, causing her to feel orgasm after orgasm rock her body.

Yet another tentacle finds it's way into the mouth and begins thrusting. Soon, Sydney looses all sense of time, eventually passing out. She awakes several times, with the tentacles not stopping. Soon, she has lost all sentient thought, becoming no more than an animal addicted to non-stop sex. Even if she could speak, she would have no words.

The End

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