You have your arm back?

You cry out as you feel something smooth tickling your insides, it explores the inside of your chest, and you feel it fondling your breasts from the inside. It vibrates and bobs inside you betraying it's amusement, then a tentacle extends from its body and slips down to your toes, where begins tickling you from the inside. You laugh despite yourself and cry out. You grasp your foot and hold it tight, trying to stop the offending appendage, but its no use. What surprises you however, is that you've grasped your foot with both hands.

You look dumbly from one porcelain white arm on your left, to a smooth inky black one on your right. You hold it out before you and twist it around this way and that, to get a better look. It responds, and even feels just like your normal arm, then an eye appears at your hand, it squints as if laughing. Immediately you lose control, and your own hand begins groping your breasts. It massages the flesh, and pinches your tit harshly. Despite yourself, you start panting and moaning. You can still feel your right arm groping and pinching, but no matter how you try, you can't stop it. The limb pauses for a brief second, and from your own arm a dozen tentacles extend to your left arm. They grasp it, and one slices clean through you at the other shoulder. It casts your second limb into the darkness, and is quickly replaced by another lecherous shadow, taking place of your left arm.

Your right fingers go to your pussy and begin rubbing and smacking your smooth flesh, dancing across the line of pain and pleasure, while the left arm continues to work on your breasts. Suddenly you find your right fingers in your mouth, and almost instinctively you lick them, lubricating them with your spit. You realize that the cloud of lust you'd thought you escaped has descended upon you once again, and out of the corner of your eye, you see Nealie also being assailed by the strange parasite. She's already wearing a smooth black leg, but your attention fails as your right hand plunges your fingers deep into your pussy.

You moan like a wanton slut as those fingers drag slowly deeply across the walls of your pussy. They seem to know just the spot to explore, and soon find a bundle of nerves at the front of your belly you didn't even know you had. Your left hand goes to brace yourself as you cry out in rapture, but as soon as your breasts are free, two more inky orbs dart to cover them. They encapsulate your breasts entirely, and a moment later they take on the same porcelain white hue as the rest of your body, and now, rather than your modest teardrops, you have lewd burgeoning breasts. They're easily as large as your head, yet bounce as if unconstrained by gravity.

This time, you're not sure if it's the parasite or your own will that guides your free hand to the massive flesh. You shut your eyes and moan. They're so sensitive. So soft. You feel them as if they're you're own, even though you know it's not your actual body.

Your right hand abandons your pussy as three more parasite fly from the wall. Two spread your legs, while the other takes on the form of a thick phallus. There you are, massaging your breasts, pressing deeply into the white pillowy flesh. The cock drives its way into your needy pussy, and you cry with satisfaction. Your own groping of your tits, and the dick pounding your cunt match rhythm and take up speed. You pinch your own tits harshly, and the cock begins thrumming with excitement, then you explode in orgasm, even as the cock gushes its hot seed into your slit.

You see a similar display taking place with Nealie to your right, and all around you eyes squint and bob and bounce with voyeuristic amusement.

Endorphins wash through your mind in wave after wave, but you have only a moment to rest as the cock begins pumping into you once again, though this time a half dozen different eyes begin to fight for your ass, and mouth, and breasts. You're pinned against the cave floor as your world descends into a dark orgy.

You don't know how much time passes, but you find yourself slowly coming back to your senses...