Something's "twitching". (Day 1 Part 5)

You were so distracted by the burning sensation and that thick tendril, that you had paid no attention to the other ones. You can't see it from your angle, but the tendril in your rear is twitching violently. You can soon feel a somewhat familiar 'bulge' in the tentacle squeezing past the tight entrance to your perky rump, and almost as soon as it unleashes that first hot torrent of seed into you, another 'bump' squeezes in to join it. It continues that pattern with a few more blasts, but before it's even halfway, a sudden shock of pleasure and extremely dulled pain shoots up your spine.

That fist-thick tendril had begun impatiently worming its way between your tight folds, stretching you out slightly to accommodate it. By the time it had squeezed all the way up to your cervix, the one in your backdoor had already slid out. With nowhere to go in your current position, that last load remained inside you, while another tendril quickly came in to swiftly pick up where the last one left off in your cum-filled rump. However, this time the thick tentacle in your cunny had started roughly hammering in and out of your body, sending you rocking up and down in mid-air with the combined pounding of those two tendrils, while the one in your mouth is starts gushing another large load of that other 'mystery substance' into your throat while coating your taste buds in its delicious flavor.

All this aphrodisiac-enhanced stimulation is more than enough to send you over the edge into another explosive orgasm. Yet, even as you climax, it almost seems to drive the creature onward, doubling into a jack-hammering pace. It's all just overloading your senses with pure exstacy, and you hardly even notice most of that strange spunk in your mouth is overflowing down your cheeks, and even down to your forehead, settling in your rosy-pink hair as you've neglected to swallow. The constant rocking up and down is make it difficult regardless, with your plump breasts constantly bouncing against your chin, and the occasional splatter of your own juices splashing across your face from above. Yet, you can already feel your toes going numb again as the intense stimulation is pushing you towards another climax before you can even recover from the last one.

After another few minutes or so that seem like hours to you, you finally reach another climax. This time, you're somewhat grateful that the creature has decided to pull out of your mouth for a bit and you're able to freely moan out in a shuddering high-pitched cry of exstacy. Almost as if on cue, the two remaining tendrils pounding you start to twitch and shudder violently again.

You can feel the first blast in your rump, but the one in your cunny is backed up against your sweet petals. The bulge in that thick vine is struggling to squeeze into you, as another blast of hot seed splashes inside your rear. The next bulge in the larger tendril starts pushing at the first one, but adding to the size and pressure at the same time as it slowly, but surely starts to push into your tight womanhood. If it weren't for that aphrodisiac distracting you with pleasure, you're sure the stretch would've been painful. Finally, with the third bulge adding to it, the backed-up seed finally slips into you, providing and odd 'tingling' sensation as it travels up the rest of the tendrils' length towards the tip.

You gasp out at the sheer pressure that combined blast unleashes into your body. A huge tidalwave of hot seed pours into you with the power of a fire hose, rapidly filling up your womb and your insides. The one in your rump was long done as the other one continues unleashing it's seed, which starts to overflow from your upturned cunny like a volcanic eruption. Blasts of seed spurt out from the pressure, and splatter across your face and chest down below while the rest of it drools down your front and back like flowing magma. All the rest remains backed up in your body. Your bowels feel completely full of the stuff, and your lower tummy feels almost bloated with it.

The creature's only had you for a few hours or so, and you're already stuffed and covered in it's spunk, and you're more than exhausted. Still, it's up to pure chance that you'll be rescued, but it's highly unlikely. You know you're inevitably stuck here until it's done with you, just like the other women it had captured, so it'll be a while before you're out of this place.