There's no escape for you now

The monster that steps out of the distant darkness and into the moonlit swamp before you is as tall as any of the willows you saw when you traversed the mire. It is clearly a creature of undeath, though not the same as the zombies.

It might once have been a giant, its flabby body still rippling in places with muscles. Its pale flesh has been twisted by unearthly energy and now it has four muscular arms. Its enormously distended belly is large as a wood shed and seems to be glowing faintly from within. You can see the movement of dark, snakelike things inside it. The creature's head is huge and resembles a monstrously enormous bullfrog. Its eyes glow with purple energy and an evil that could only be intelligent.

For a moment your mind overcomes the venomous spunk filling your body and you realize that you should have escaped. The creature steps into the tower with a tremor of heaviness felt beneath your body. It is too late now. There is no escape and all you desire is to submit to this monster. You lay in the pool of filthy spunk and begin rubbing the stretched lips of your cunt and the swollen nub of your clit in anticipation.

The zombies retreat and shuffle backwards to give the huge creature room to approach you. It is even more terrible up close. You can see the dark veins covering its swollen, pale flesh, and smell the foul stench of powerful necromancy.

Hideous laughter booms out from the creature, blowing your hair in a chill wind and shaking your luscious, cum-drenched flesh as the creature leans its upper body forward and covers you in its massive shadow. One hand wraps around your waist like a vice. Fingers as big as your wrist constrict your tender midsection and you are lifted into the air like a doll and held before the creature's hideous face. The huge mouth opens, revealing rows of hundreds of tiny, razor-sharp teeth. You can see the rotten strings of flesh from previous meals caught between those sawblade teeth and you wonder if that will be your fate. A snack for an undead giant.

The grayish pink muscle of its tongue slides out from its mouth and reaches several feet to lick your entire face, down over your heaving breasts, and across the spunk-sloshed bulge of your belly. You shudder and quake with pleasure at the creature's touch, so drunk on the fluids of the zombies you long to feel the undead creature's teeth shredding your body as it devours you.

You think your desire has come true as the monster tilts back its pale, frog-like head and opens the crescent of its mouth. It holds you by your arms over its head and its pink tongue parts your aching thighs and dips into the creamy cove between your legs. You gasp and orgasm immediately, contractions forcing the yellow zombie cream out of you and down the creatures tongue. Your dangling legs are actually in the wet folds of its mouth and you can feel its sharp teeth against your ankles. You don't care, you thrash and roll your hips and fuck the giant tongue exploring your insides.

The creature's tongue flattens beneath your ass and between your legs and cups you almost like a chair. It slowly begins to lower you into the stinking pit of its mouth and all you can do is grind against its tongue and continue to cum. At this moment you can dream of no better fate than to be a meal for this undead monstrosity.

The creature's lips close around your body and its huge eyes rotate to watch your disappear into its mouth. The teeth hardly touch you and you feel your feet being pulled into a tight membrane of flesh. You realize as muscle action pulls you deeper that the creature is swallowing you whole and as your breasts and then head fall into the stinking darkness of the creature's mouth your legs are already knee-deep in its gullet.

The fleshy walls of its throat close in around you and you are dragged into a tight, pushing tunnel being drawn down into its body. The throat is awash in the intoxicating saliva and this further stimulates you so that you gasp and moan as the muscles press against your curves and pull you down. You can hear the creature roaring, shaking the throat around you, and you feel it begin to move. You manage to work your hand down over your slime-coated breasts and wedge its between your legs. As you sink deeper and deeper into the stinking guts of the undead monster you finger your swollen clit and cry out as you shudder with one orgasm after another.

Your feet push through the muscular ring of a sphincter and into a hot, open chamber. You cry out as you fall several feet into a sloshing soup of warm liquid. Several nodules that seem connected to the walls of flesh glow with red light. It smells horrible, but it feels fantastic and you relax into liquid and continue playing with yourself. Beneath you is a stretching curve of the sack enclosing the chamber. You imagine you are in the stomach of the beast, but this liquid does not appear to be harming you.

The creature roars again, shaking the chamber of its stomach so that stray pieces of food and droplets of liquid rain down on you. Something moves beneath your legs and you cry out. The liquid seems to be draining out of the chamber and as it does you realize that you are surrounded by the long coils of snake-like appendages, slimey with black liquid, squirming underneath you so that you cannot stand up.

Suddenly you feel one of these trunks coiling around your waist and lifting you up from the floor. A large, black tube flicks through the air and you see a pink orifice on the tip. This slides open, leaking fluid, and fills your view. You feel your head being pressed into this fleshy tube until it closes beneath your chin, surrounding your neck in an air-tight seal. You are lifted and pulled against the wall of the stomach and you feel more of the tendrils attaching themselves to you. Your nipples slide into the sucking embrace of tiny mouth as the wet suction pulls steadily and firmly, making your breasts bounce up and down.

A hot gush of liquid fills the tube surrounding your head and you open your mouth and begin swallowing almost without thinking. It's thick and putrid and reminds you of the cum the zombies spurted int your mouth again and again. You drink and lick the inside of the tube surrounding your head until every drop has been cleaned up. As you are doing this you feel your fet being swallowed by these tubes and your legs spread very wide. You sink into the soft membrane of the wall and feel the fat head of one of the trunks pushing between your legs. The zombies and their huge cocks have prepared you well and after some pushing it pops into your abused cunt. You cum immediately and so does the trunk, pumping your cunt full of gushing liquid until your womb is overflowing.

You lose track of all time in the darkness of the creature's stomach. Sometimes you are awake as the creature shudders and pumps you to overflowing with its cum, other times you remain asleep only to be awakened by a mouthful of thick, sour liquid. You can feel your body growing fat from all the swallowing and your belly distends and swells until you are hugely fat. Your breasts, too, grow to enormous size and the sucking at your nipples begins to produce warm spurts of milk that trigger powerful orgasms between your legs.

The trunk is only withdrawn from your cunt long enough for you to expel your first clutch of squirming worms, screeching and crying almost humanly as they drop into the pond of liquid beneath you. These hideous maggots writhe and grow and when they are hungry they slide up your legs and grip your breasts with tiny claws and their mouths surround your huge nipples and they drink your milk, nourished by your warm, human body.

Days become weeks, weeks become months. The worms grow into things with legs and arms. Hybrids containing your life forces and the deathless energy of your master. You glory in their strength and moan with pleasure each time the creature fills your fertile womb with another massive loud of its cum. Your body begins to fuse with the wall of its belly and you no longer need to swallow the liquid, it has grown into your esophagus and pumps directly down your throat. Some of your offspring grow large enough to be birthed into the world and you feel sad when they are gone, but glad when you are filled with more cum or birthing another litter of monsters.

The land is overrun, mankind enslaved, and you don't care. There you remain, within the creature, insane with pleasure and fusing into the monster's flesh as you grow fatter and fatter, until you are little more than a well-fucked womb and dangling, milk-heavy udders for your hundreds of children. Your connection to the creature sustains you forever and you are doomed, or blessed, to spend eternity locked in the ecstasy of sexual embrace, producing hideous, deathless offspring. And not minding at all.