Obviously male, and beyond her comprehension.

As Rat guided Beth in the direction of the mozerer, she could feel her arousal growing again. She seemed to be almost insatiable as far as sex was concerned.

“Just around the corner,” Rat told her as he withdrew his cock from her breast. He hopped down, and Beth poked her head around the corner. She froze. The creature was wrong, wrong in so many ways.

She could see what Rat was getting at, that it was turtle-like, kind of, if a turtle stood on two legs, had stony scales, a long snout with jagged teeth. But that wasn’t what made it so perverse. It had no size. It was monstrously large but had no size.

Beth stepped back out of the doorway and closed her eyes, trying to refocus. She looked down at Rat, who smiled. “Told you,” he said smugly.

Beth leant around the corner again. Sure enough, the creature was as it was before. Huge, but not. Wide but impossibly slim. It turned around, and Beth gasped. Its cock was as tall as she was but no bigger than Rat’s. Each ball was larger than her head but absent. She looked away from it again, her vision awash with motion as her mind reeled in horror. It was and wasn’t there. It was and wasn’t huge. She shook as she tried to focus before doubling over and being sick on the floor of the hallway.

Rat shook his head, “We should move on quickly, if that’s the effect it’s having on you from just looking at it? I don’t know what would happen if you hung around too long.”

Beth was unsteady on her feet as she nodded in agreement. She stepped past the doorway quickly, worried the creature might have heard her being sick and didn’t relax for several steps.

Just as she was sure she was safely away, she felt herself lurch backwards, dragged by some unseen force. She slid down the hallway as she looked over her shoulder. An impossibly large hand had a grip of her outfit, its arm bent impossibly around the angle of the doorway. Her vision blurred again as she was dragged into the room.

There standing in the middle of the room, with an erection she would barely feel but would rip her in two, was the mozerer. She screamed as the creature dragged her forward, then it whispered in a roar, “Tasty.” Part of Beth would rather be eaten by this creature. End her mental suffering at being in its presence, but she knew, deep down, it was not talking about eating her.