Re: In the Sunken City of...?(Jessica/Tiffanian)
Jessica couldn’t even get her attack off before the mimic lashed out at her, slapping her arms hard enough to make her drop her harpoon. It knocked the fight out of her as well, and she allowed more tentacles to grab her arms and legs and pull her into the chest without a fuss. It was a bizarre thing, really. There was far more space inside the chest than there should have been judging from the outside, and it was clear that some sort of strange magic was at play. It was also full of slime, not water, which was odd. She was distracted from those thoughts by the sight of the doctor, though. Miller had already been stripped by the mimic, and Jessica could only take her eyes off the shapely archaeologist with great effort. She was quite the beauty, tall and probably around 32 if Jessica had to guess, her age having done nothing to dim her looks. The nerdy girl had always had a bit of a thing for redheads, too…
The mimic made it very hard not to look, though, as it pulled off Jessica’s wetsuit and placed her just in front of the doctor, face to face. She blushed bright red as she was put so close to the other woman, the tentacles starting to massage her gently. Her entire body was rubbed softly by the tendrils, causing her to shiver with pleasure. Suddenly Dr. Miller got a look of shock on her face, which confused Jessica for only a moment before she was roughly penetrated in both of her lower holes. She opened her mouth to squeal out, and some of the slime quickly forced itself down her throat. It was clear that the same happened to Miller, as the mimic pressed their bodies together and began to thrust vigorously into the two of them. They aren’t fucked in perfect unison, so each thrust rubs them against one another, their nipples playing against each other and teasing them. Even as it was pounding into them roughly, it continued its gentle massage, the mix of sensations quickly working their magic on Jessica.
It seemed to be getting to the doctor too, as the shock faded from her face and was replaced with a blissful look. Despite the slime that was slamming into their throats, Dr. Miller managed to press her lips against Jessica’s, giving her nerdy assistant the best kiss she could considering the circumstance. Jessica was too filled with lust and pleasure to be shy about it, and she tried her best to return it. She could feel the intensity of the thrusting increasing as she did, her cervix being pounded into painfully a few times before being penetrated, the tentacle forcing its way into her deepest place. The pain quickly faded away, the all-new sensation of being so stuffed quite pleasurable for Jessica. The one in her ass worked itself deeper into her bowels to match it, the slime in her throat pushing her limits and making her gag hard, tears coming to her eyes. She was loving it, though; the rough treatment, the feeling of helplessness that she was coming to enjoy, it was all getting to be too much for her. A few more minutes in, she had the first of many powerful orgasms she would have at the mimic’s tentacles. It kept up for quite some time, and several more orgasms, before the slime withdrew from her throat, and an enormous amount of cum was pumped into her lower holes. It filled her up more than full, stretching her womb painfully, and she groaned weakly as her body began to bloat.
Finally the mimic let her go, and she began to float up through the chest and then out, up through the water and to the surface. She could feel the cum flowing out of her body in the pitch-black of the room, panting to catch her breath. The doctor wasn’t far behind her, and now that her lust had passed she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at what had happened. "Doctor… are you okay…?" she asked, content for the moment just to float on her back and let her body regain its equilibrium on its own.
