The Shadow...

The looming creature, so large it appeared as nothing but a smoky apparition while his eyes adjusted, soon lowered its face into his field of vision. It was a sort of cross between a centipede and a slug, the squirming mollusk body lined with as many as a hundred gripping legs, each segmented like a bug's. The thing was horrific, maybe as horrific as anything William had ever imagined, as the face and the two eye stalks atop it lowered close to look at him.

Its mouth, a sort of vacant hole in the center of what looked like a starfish, grew steadily wider... Until suddenly, with blinding speed, it lowered itself down over his mouth and nose.

The good news was he could still breath.

The bad news was that, no matter if he came back to his senses or not, if he fully recovered from whatever horror the thing had unleashed to make him sore and sap his energy, he suddenly wasn't going anywhere. The starfish apparatus of the monsters head closed around his face, locking him in tight while the many segmented limbs enveloped his body.

A tube, hard, pulsing and wet, slipped past his lips, past his teeth. He could feel his throat stretching and expanding as the monsters proboscis jammed down his throat all the way, past his gag reflex, before settling in his stomach...

(William takes 1 Libido damage)