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Urban Hive (Biles & Asys)

"No... please, I need more..." Her body twisted strongly to one side, fingers curved and clenched like an epileptic. Looking closely at the underside of her dick, one could make out the bulging urethral tube as the grub slid downwards. Myra shuddered, mouth open in her own silent scream. "N--no, why'd you take them out?" she whimpered, feeling lost without the the probing tongues. What was that for? she thought. In order to gauge whether pressure and abrasion enhanced the taste or increased the buildup of cum? She was unable to think. Myra had no idea of what the shadowy creature was after--the fact that it had the pleasureable job of making the futa into a permanently aroused cum-cow, groaning with ecstasy as she is pumped to climax after climax, and whimpering with frustration when the tentacle or grub or cock or mouth is gone.

Soon a new sensation began and yanked her back to the here and now once again. The sensation was incredible and shouted clearly in Myra's mind through the numbness. She opened her mouth to cry out but found no sound to use. She had no idea how to sort the feelings flooding her body. The grub tapped suddenly against her prostate, a spot she didn't recognize or know, but the feeling of it there forced her to make a raw, bark-like noise.

When the wet, sticky glans of the gigantic grub met her own, Myra's entire body arched forwards for more. "Yes," she croaked out, suddenly quiet, in a pleading tone heavy with sincerity. Then louder and more frenzied, "Yes--please!" she gasped while panting wildly.
 
The large leech monster began kissing and slobbering all over Myra's flaring cumlips as it made loud kissing popping sounds. Due to the stickiness of the leech's slime and the drooling pre, it created a somewhat sticky adhesive that pressed eachother's lips to one another. However, the leech pulled it orifice back out before pressing it back against the futa's gaping cumslit. Over and over, it was forcing the abrasive stickiness to send jolts of sensation of having one's tape or band-aid yanked off their bare skin. But after it had enjoyed playing with Myra's tip, it suddenly opened its mouth wide open to reveal the nasty grotesque oral cavity that was infested with cobwebs of slime with writhing villi each baring pinhole orifices as various worms of shapes and sizes were oozing down the side of the oral cavity wall.

The intense heat was overwhelming the tip of the futa's hapless cock. Within its mouth, she could hear the random squealing gurgling sounds as what appeared to be a large worm slowly emerging from its mouth. It's resembled more of a purple earthworm and its body was pulsating, contracting and extending. It's tip was pointed with juices flowing out of it. After displaying such a ghastly scene, the giant leech monster finally hover its mouth over Myra's exposed glans and allowed some of its salivating slime to run and ooze down onto the shiny surface of her glans. Then without warning, the horrible mouth closed down on the head with the chapped radial puffy lips sealing around the neck of her cock.

A loud slurping squealing noise suddenly echoed through the dark forest as the leech sucked violently on Myra's plump fruity glans, making it swell up within its disgusting oral cavity and subjecting it to all of the various disgusting wiggling protrusions and parasite she witnessed just before the leech trapped her tip into its mouth. Inside, it was extremely hot and wet and it sent waves of pleasures rippling through the massive length of her member and assault her groin region.
 
Each sharp, irritating adhesion and pull of the beast's glans to her own, viscous strings of slime and precum draping between the cockheads every time they pulled apart, caused Myra to whimper, her hips tilted away from the irritation. But then the massive head dilated to reveal a wet cavern of terrible, grotesque, wonderful things... her pelvis moved forwards, trying to prod her cock into the steaming heat. A long, whining groan drawled from Myra's throat when she saw the lavender-colored earthworm--God, she needed relief, five of those, no, ten, to fill her cock, four to hook their tips inside the meatus and tug it apart, spread it to a drooling, gaping hole for the other worms to dive into and stretch even wider...

Lost in fantasy, the futa's cock began to bloat again, the flared, massive glans darkening with blood, the lips of her cumslit almost blue with need, twitching and throbbing veins and arteries criss-crossing the wide, pulsing shaft. The nearby heat of the massive beast's gaping maw washed over her cock, promising pleasure, thick slime drooling down to pool over her bloated, flaring glans.

The first touch of the grub enveloping her cockhead almost broke her.

Head flung back, Myra's face slackened, hips pumping wildly into the hot, wet heat of the wriggling, sucking depths of the leech's mouth. She could actually feel her glans swell massively with the suction, and her hips twisted and pivoted, seeking more stimulation. Babbling incoherently, she begged for more.

But the monster was only getting started. Everything it had been doing, it continued to do. The cilia and villi worked Myra's throbbing, over-swollen purple glans, and she cried out to the surrounding forest.
 
Slurping and pressing all of the grotesque horrid slimy disgusting things all over Myra's hapless but needy cock generated more sloshing and gurgling sounds. The futa, having to experience all these wonderful sensation was writhing and thrashing, but the leech creature was far too strong to prevent her cock from accidentally dislodging itself from its fearsome, but gruesome mouth. In it's slurping effort, the ruby lips began to pull itself along the girth and towards Myra's battered glans. With its tight grip, it managed to rake up enough foreskin to the point that even at the peak of erection, Myra was capable of having her foreskin closed completely around her sensitive glans.

The leech's lips was slobbering Myra's foreskin over the ridge of her glans, but before it could finally collapse and fold over her tip, the ruby red lips began to resonate and shake erratically. Suddenly, the chapped crevices began to expand to the point that the lips finally split themselves into a series of writhing tentacles. The rest of the long stretched mouth began to transform as well into a smooth wet glistening form which resembled a Korean penis fish. The base of the tentacles that used to be puffy lips formed a new set of lips that looked more like the ends of a foreskin. In the end, it looked like a penis fish was extending its tentacles to fondle and slip underneath Myra's stretched foreskin which it slowly stretched it out to expose her glans. The purple earthworm stuck out from the leech's newly formed lips as it turned out to be the tongue.
 
Her cockhead felt bloated, massive, a mass of raw nerves, the lips of her cumslit purple with blood, the length of her shaft a labyrinthine stretch of inch-thick veins and arteries. Her cock pulsed, twitching with each heartbeat, drooling with each twinge of the grub in her cock. The drag of Myra's thick, fleshy foreskin over the sensitive ridge of her glans was almost sensory overload: thick, sweet pre-cum gushed from her dilated urethra into the maw of the hungering leech in increasing amounts, nearly flooding it. She was breathing fast, her eyes half-lidded; a continuous low, wavering moan fell from her lips.

The tapered, finger-like projections that slipped under her foreskin to the untouched flesh there was almost too much. The futa's hips jerked to life again, her stomach flexing, body arching, trying to get more sensation. Her balls felt too heavy, too full; she needed them tugged and squeezed and enveloped and suckled; she needed to be filled and stretched and left screaming, begging. "Pleasepleaseplease," Myra babbled. She would come once, and then--surely--the creatures would let her go... right? She still had hope in her. She still thought that there would be an end to this.
 
With the way the giant leeched morphed its maw and fully enveloped Myra's fattened tip inside its oral confines, the futa was hit hard by much harder and intense wave of pleasure causing her to surrender more of her warm juicy pre. With the tendrils groping and writhing against the inner tender flesh of her member, Myra was able to see the myriad wiggling movements bulging out in all directions of her foreskin while the slurping puckering kissing actions milked the fattened fruity glans of its salty smooth flesh. She wanted desperately to have her juicy lengthy pride ravaged inside and out and when the purple worm-like tongue finally made contact and kissed her cumlips, it finally began to burrow into her cumslit and then diving into her urethral passage soaking up the ebbing fresh semen oozing outwards.

Unknown to Myra, the leech creature was capable of telepathy thought and it could sense its mate's desire to have her healthy fleshy sack be touched, groped, and serviced to help the futa reach her long agonizing climax. Upon feeling her member kneaded and thoroughly violated, Myra would suddenly feel several sensations converge on the lower regions of her scrotum slowly crawling upwards as its fleshy touch began to resonate natural heat onto her male organs and pulsate every second. As the odd sensation finally encompassed much of her testicles, whatever enveloped her organs began to move and churn against the natural movement of her testicles. Tingling stimulating sensations suddenly began to seep through her healthy orbs and resonate sending shocks of pleasure to surge up to her groin regions.
 
Myra was so intent on watching the tapered lengths of the leech's mouth brush under her foreskin in sharp relief that it caught her entirely by surprise. She felt the wormlike tongue push itself into her, breaching her, the sensitive lips of her cumslit flared around its width, gaping wide open. It only took a few seconds, but the sensation burned into her brain, the wide, ridged invasion bumping against the untouched, wet walls of her urethra, the feeling replaying over and over for long moments after it had stopped. She was screaming, she realized, gasping for air, her entire frame lurching upwards in the straps. Her hips pumped and heaved, fucking herself on the tongue. "Please," she barked hoarsely. "Wider. Deeper. More."

It was unimaginable and hard to admit to herself, but her favorite part was having her cock fucked. Nothing she'd ever experienced could compare to how it felt when the ridged worm pushed into her yawning cockslit, like some enormous wad of cum pushing in and out. She didn't want it to stop. She didn't think she ever wanted it to stop.

What happened next caused her to howl out even louder.

Something was working at her balls, finally, a warmth that covered her scrotum and stretched her sac until it was almost painfully stretched, positioned underneath until each testicle was captured separately. They were sucked and released, sucked and released... first the right, then the left. Myra strained forwards, wanting to see whatever was touching her bloated balls, but the angle and the width of her distended cock enveloped by the massive leech prevented it for now.
 
Myra became very highly turned on upon watching her beloved plump cock get brutally ravaged almost to a maiming point beyond recognition, her gaping opened tip which was stretched painfully merely detonated explosive surges of devastating pleasure rupturing through her entire violated length and echo violently into her groin regions where her muscles were flexing beyond their control. Getting aroused by the visual site added more pleasure through her body. All the while, her large churning seed factories were getting fondled and massage as more of the fleshy mass grew all around the delicate organs and began secreting unknown chemical liquid through her skin and affect her testicular organs by making them highly active and growing larger in size while suppressing the testosterone levels.

When her sacks reached the size of a volleyball, Myra's attention suddenly turned towards her cock where the purple tongue was squeezing into her urethral passage. However, after prodding just the entrance, the leech suddenly rammed the tongue straight through the gullet of her needy cock within seconds with such a voracious and brutal manner. When the tongue ran the length of her member, it began to jerk viciously back and forth from the base all the way to the glans without fully withdrawing itself completely outside. The thrust became very aggressive and extremely fast. The ribbed surface of the tongue suddenly extended radial gills and scraped against the urethral walls further distending the futa's heavily engorged and bloated meaty rod now drowning in a cobweb of veins and arteries.
 
Myra managed to shift her body--barely enough--to see the huge swell of her balls on either side of her cock. The suction increased and with the chemicals, she could feel her balls stretching obscenely, filling with blood, so full and heavy.... they were distended and huge now; scarlet red from being so engorged with blood. Each time the suction increased, her tender flesh extended and expanded to even larger proportions. She watched her balls, engorged, throbbing and purple in the fleshy membrane that surrounded them, bloat and then slightly shrink as they were sucked harder and harder, faster and faster, the shocking sight of her massive scrotum, a mere foot in front of her widening eyes, exciting her more and more

Suddenly, she was torn from the mesmerizing sight of her swelling balls by a new sensation inside her. The tongue had breached her, almost fully, nearly to her prostate. Myra had never had something so deep in her cock--it was fucking her. The tongue pulled back again, pulling a moan out of Myra with it, and swiftly drove into her cock once more, pushing out a whimper. Immediately, but more firmly somehow, it pulled back then pushed in again. It repeated the stroking faster, then faster, until soon the futa's cock was being brutally fucked with the slimy, ribbed shaft. Her cries had now transformed into a single, long whimper. It moved even faster until it was sliding in and out nearly twice a second.

Each time the tongue moved inside her cock, Myra could see the lips of her cumslit ride those invading gills as they slid past, her pitiful cries seeming almost to read those ridges as musical notes. The terrible, wonderful tongue pumped away, creating a very faint, but increasingly obvious, "squishing" sound. The futa's eyes darted around, seeking the source of the sound until she traced it to the rod reaming her cock. She watched it for a moment, transfixed, listening to the sound of her cock-rape layered into the other sensations.
 
Myra was howling and agonizing once she could feel her slick urethral passage was getting scrubbed vigorously by what felt like a metallic pipe brush cleaner. The gills on the purple tongue began to grow larger but more flexible, and they began to space out a bit from eachother further stretching the length of the leech's tongue. Yet, it did not stop or impeded in anyways of its vigorous thrusts but made the sensation burn even hotter for the futa begging to be abused terribly. When the futa was able to adjust herself, she was mesmerized by what was happening to her large testicular sacks. Soon, it began to assimilate and embed itself into her sensitive reproductive organs as veins and cobwebs of flesh started to fused into her skin to the point it was difficult to determine which was part of Myra's flesh and which was those of the parasitical growth.

When the leech was further destroying Myra by tunneling her urethral channel, it was often splashing bits of fluids each time the gills of the tongue would pull out into the exposed air and add more aroma to the saturated stench of Myra's sex. The nightcrawlers were chirping and shrilling louder. The futa's cunt was beginning to get stuffed until wiggling things began to scurry just below the surface of her belly. Her vaginal G-spots were being constantly tormented and prodded by the worms' tiny heads. Some latched their mouths onto the inner warm flesh where Myra's affected prostate glands was throbbing the most.

The leech had one extra free tentacle amidst the others that was stretching out the lip of her foreskin, it began to change its soft bulbous tip into something much sharper and when it did, drops of fluids began to ooze out from the tip. The leech planned to further stimulate Myra when it jabbed the tip into the bottom neck of her cock, where her frenulum G-spot was the most sensitive and vulnerable. Once inside, it began to pump non-lethal venum to force Myra's cock to grow out in length little by little while burning that particular G-spot with tingling stinging sensation that did nothing but yield raging pleasure beyond measures.
 
The flared gills rubbed and bumped and rippled along the gaping, wet length of her urethra. Every time the tongue pulled back and resheathed itself, brushing against the hypersensitive lips of Myra's cumslit, she cried out. Pre-cum drooled and sloshed out of the dampened tunnel, dripping down the underside of her veined cock to where her cunt was being ravaged and her G-spot drummed, pressing cruelly against her still-untouched prostate from the other side. The nerve-filled inside of her foreskin was stretched like a thin balloon, the tentacles clearly visible as they slid and constricted around her glans.

Her balls felt heavy, overfull, a massive weight that draped between her slackened thighs. Each tug of the parasitical, well-veined membrane made them feel fuller, a dull, drowsing pleasure that throbbed and pulsed and made her squirm. The chirruping and squeaking cries of the grubs seemed distant, a wall of sound that enveloped her.

The sharp sting of the venom was shocking, a sensation that pulled her from the humming throb of her massive, oversized balls to drag air into her lungs. Myra heard herself screaming, faintly. There was the burning, first, an angry pulse that swept the entire length of her cock in tight, overwhelming pleasure; then she actually saw her cock lengthening, the pleasure ebbing and centering at her frenulum. Her dick twitched, bloating from the poison, and grew.
 
There was no stopping the monstrous creatures from wrecking Myra from within as her will was geared more in their favor than any defiance as there were no objections from the ravaged futa schoolgirl. The grubs and nightcrawlers alike who surrounded their willing prey began screeching and squealing impatiently as the pre made them more anxious. They wanted Myra to surrender her gushing seeds and partake in savoring the sweet milky nectar of a higher species. This was an even rarer opportunity as the futa was literally throwing herself as wormfood to these lowlife alien creatures, not to mention she was well-endowed and no doubt would be very suitable for nursing and breed purposes.

As Myra was ecstatic in feeling the pangs of burning pleasure roar through her ever-growing penis, the tongue inside it continued to scrub viciously inside without damaging the hot urethral fleshy walls. To further drive Myra up the walls, the tongue sent waves of vibrations a series of oscillation that resonated back and forth from the tip all the way to where the tongue was exposed. As if that was not enough, tiny weak bolts of electrical shock discharged along with the waves of vibration. As Myra was being plundered from the inside, the grubs, maggots, leeches, larva, worms, and slugs decided to converge on her cock once more latching themselves onto any surface of cockflesh they could claim, seeing that it was constantly growing almost the length of her forearm.

The anticipation was drawing near. The creatures of the night could sense within Myra a brewing orgasm ready to spill over and gush out from her body in such a raging explosion. They all worked in unison to fasten the pace as they could taste the sexual scent from the saturated air around them. The big leech monster was satisfied that it had found a suitable mate to which to impregnate and lay its eggs inside so that Myra could give birth to its new generations of offspring. With her tremendous testicular sack producing tremendous amounts of milky seeds, the leech was assured it had more than enough nourishment to sustain its future offsprings.
 
It felt like having her cockhead gently tickled, but magnified 100 times, and tucked away deep inside her body where she couldn't get to it, only feel it. Like a slow, melodramatic death in a bad horror film, Myra made exaggerated gasping noises as her body finally gave up to the nightcrawlers.

She was coming. But she was coming from the nearly unimaginable cock-fucking of her stretched urethra. But she didn't have to imagine it, it was very real, a ribbed and gilled shaft slipping deep into her urethra with quick, smooth strokes. Her body had no choice but to respond. The orgasm wracking her body was unlike any other she had known. It wasn't from stimulation on the outside, like the wriggling of the grubs and worms, or the suckling of the membranes on her massive, plump balls; instead, it was mostly from the merciless movement of the tongue inside her, so close to her prostate but never close enough, moving against the inner walls of her cum-tube. She heard herself scream in a pleasure-laced agony as she unwillingly pumped shot after shot of her seed against the leech, overflowing, gushing and spurting around the blockage. This was exactly what her body secretly--perhaps unknowingly--wished for. And so, with another loud, choking sound, Myra's body lost its battle against the forest.

Gasping and whimpering with each shot, she offered what must have been an enormous and seemingly endless cum. Beneath her, the vines creaked as her body thrashed. Five seconds of Myra's orgasm passed... ten seconds... thirty. Only the futa's endless noisemaking was any indication that she was still coming. A full sixty seconds passed. While Myra's cries may have been growing quieter, her writhing continued. Now beyond the point of ejaculation, her body collected itself, trembling again and again as she moved into the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her moans became clearer and more pronounced now as she entered a very brief refractory period.
 
To Myra's surprise as well as the leech, the futa wailed a most horrific crying shrill from her screaming throat. The orgasm exploded painfully from within forcing the gallons of milky seeds to blast out of her ravaged swollen cock. As her mind was leaving a blazing departure to Cloud 9, her body was writhing and bucking madly from the intense overwhelming orgasmic pleasure. Not even she was able to handle it and her soul was shattering from within. Each volleys of spunk shot out was an equivalent to dozens of normal ejaculation. Initially, the leech beast intended to keep all of the futa's tasty seeds for its selfish hunger, but it never expected copious amounts to gush out in a raging waterfall.

The beast decided to be very generous and allowed excess semen to pour out from its horrendous maw and share it all with the nightcrawlers who had clambered on to Myra's exposed sexual organs and appendages. It didn't take long for more nightcrawlers to come out in droves and literally swarm over the young futa's groin like a writhing organic pulsating blanket. Yet, amidst the clambering swarm of worms, additional spunk continued to seep out on top of the writhing maggots and grubs all squealing and shrilling in delight. There was so much that the intense stench of her fresh orgasm began to permeate and spread outwards no doubt luring more slithering creatures to her presence. Even as the leech was gulping down all of Myra's ejaculation, it didn't relent on its rigorous stimulating efforts to suck Myra's seed factory dry until not a drop could ooze out from her stretched cumslit.
 
She was shaking hard, the muscles of her legs cramped. Myra groaned, hazy with the orgasm, and, using the veins as leverage, managed to pull herself up to a crouching position. The twitching, trembling muscles of her thighs could not push her to an unsupported standing position, not with the heavy erotic weight of her hanging genitals. Her cock was about seventeen inches long now, eight inches wide, but it was dwarfed by her testicles. Each one had steadily grown larger and larger.

Her scrotum had stretched to accommodate its growing contents--it now held two gonads each the size of a small boulder, her sac hanging below her knee, stretched and swinging. They boiled and writhed with gallons of cum, each testes' intricate coils of sperm-generating tubes prominent and bulging through the futa's stretchy scrotum. One could see the seed within being produced at fantastic rates, pints of the stuff being actively squeezed through straining ducts and tissue.

The writhing of the nightcrawlers did not cease and the leech did not stop its relentless fucking. Myra had expected them to stop once she'd had an orgasm, but they weren't. She drawled a groan of protest, struggling away from them as best she could. The leech hadn't even touched her prostate, but already she felt overwhelmed by the pleasure. She didn't want to come again, but she was very able to. "Please..." she begged. "I came for you already, what do you want?"
 
The swarms of slithering nightcrawlers continued to remain latched onto Myra's drained sexual appendages and organs like a mass writhing blanket of flesh. Putting herself in a squatting position, her member still laid slumped against the soft earth due to its sheer bloated and engorged size. It was breathing and pulsating in pain but the leech beast still grappled her member with its flexible and agile maw. The rough tongue still pumped along the length of her stretched urethra. Myra's body had finally been appeased sexually by her massive orgasmic bomb that practically flooded much of the swarm and gushed down the gullet of the hungry leech. Once she was finally able to squeeze the last remnant of her climax, her cock still remained highly aroused from the nightcrawlers and the leech that commanded them.

This time, Myra was protesting and stating the limits of her sexual desires. Feeling exhausted not only by the infernal sex to which she had willingly gave herself to, but also the fact that she had to lift the heavy burden of her mutated growth of her giant gonads and cock. Even now as she didn't want anymore excess pleasure, her sex was still burning for more pleasure and eager to shoot out another load. After going through the neverending sexual journey and ordeal to reach her orgasm, the climax was now coming to a close leaving the young futa nearly wiped out and exhausted.

The leech for the time being was satisfied on what his potential mate was capable of and now it was time to bring her into his fold.

"You have great energy and are able to provide more than enough sufficient nourishment. You will be perfect as my mate and I shall breed with you. I shall take you to my domain" An androgynous voice peered as a thought inside Myra.
 
Myra felt so tired. Her mind was going numb, overloaded by the feelings flooding in, the suction on her balls, the ebbing orgasm; things seemed far away, like everything was viewed backwards through a telescope. She nearly hoped she would pass out, but that wasn't what was planned for her.

She watched, looking down, as the leech continued to fuck her oversensitive cock: her stretched, blood-purpled cumlips arced out away from her meatus, and the gills spread fully as they were pulled, rippling, from her urethra, and then compressed again under the pressure of her cumslit. The ridged shaft was getting irritating, and she squirmed, hips trying to pull away; the expanding gills and the pressure of the shaft, pressing on the inner walls of her cock, had stretched her cumslit hugely, enough that a fist could very easily fit in there and more.

Her leg muscles trembled from the strain, twitching at the blanket of nightcrawlers that suckled at her. Myra wondered faintly what had become of the grub at the base of her cock. The voice came as if from far away, and it seemed to wake up struggle in her. She bucked against the vines, bloated genitals swinging between her splayed thighs. "Breed with me?!" she hissed. "No, you won't make me come again... I'm too strong..."
 
"Of course you are strong. That is one of the reasons I have chosen you to be my mate." the voice responded within Myra's head. As the pleasure and the blissful relieving sensations slowly began to melt away, the incoming events which was presented to her began to expose her sudden fear of the alien environment that she had initially surrendered to just to satisfy the burning lust that had been flooding her body since then. Now that Myra was finally coming to her senses, reality was now dousing her with a frightful bucket of cold water as the prospect of 'breeding' did not sit too well with her even though she was heavily endowed and incredibly sexually active when provoked.

The leech beast, whose tongue still remained inside the worn out fleshy tender canal, began to excrete a fluid from the expanded myriad gills of its tongue which immediately began to absorb into Myra's flesh and slowly causing her male sexual organs and appendage to slowly shrink little by little in a natural regression to a flaccid state. Only this time, Myra would no longer have a flaccid state that was heavy and cumbersome. The leech would reduce her cock and her orbs of seed factory into a normal average size, but in the future, Myra would retain her massive endowed size when the time came. The futa would have that one parasite still merged with her inflated prostate glands with which the leech monster could control Myra to an extent when it needed to breed.

The purple wormy tongue began to feel tight within Myra's urethral tract and it began to withdraw from her massive cockmeat and back into the leech. Once the monstrous creature finally dislodged its maw from Myra's member, it let out an unusual alien squeal prompting the blanket of worms to suddenly break apart and scatter back into the shadows from whence it came. Myra was now able to see the devastation and the soggy wet juices covering her bruised member as it was slowly shrinking into a convenient size. The vines which entangled the futa began to pull itself upwards and letting loose her arms. The leech monster sprouted out tentacles of its own and seized Myra by both her ankles as it was planning to drag her away into the dark unknown.
 
She shivered wildly. Myra thought, for a few moments, that perhaps this was all fanciful imagination--because how else could she explain this, and the voice in her head, and the otherworldly nightcrawlers and vines and the leech?--but it was dispelled, because this was all far too real to be sleep or dreamt-up crockery. The shrinking of her massive, bloated cock, bouncing against her stomach and smearing cum and falling flaccid between her legs, was all too real, as was the disappearing weight between her thighs.

Her cock was a sad, sorry sight, limp and purpled with bruises and covered in her own fluids and the emissions of the leech. As the tongue withdrew, she howled, feeling empty without it, and a flood of fluid--cum and pre and slime--streamed and about poured from her urethra, now free of the blockage.

Without the vines holding her up by her arms, she buckled, fell to her knees, and felt the tentacles wrap around her ankles.
 
No sooner did Myra succumb under the restraint under the leech beast's control did the creature soon began to drag its newfound mate into the humid darkness from whence it came. Fortunately, the vast blanket of leaves to which Myra's back was being dragged over were very soft from the humidity of the environment but her skirt was pushed upwards against her torso along with the rest of her uniform. Only her cute but sexy schoolgirl-style kneesocks and shoes remained fully intact because of how the leech was holding her legs as it dragged the hapless futa deep into the darkest part of the forest until finally, it reached a pitch black cave obscured by the dark night and the myriad branches and shrubs.

It was like a small cave but concealed a downward tunnel that led to an underground abandoned warren which was expanded to accommodate the size of the leech beast's body and no doubt, its new mate. In the chamber, Myra was confronted what looked like an interior of an organ, or more like an infested organ which displayed many various alien fungi growth, moss, and lots of tentacles that sprawled along its fleshy-looking walls. The tunnel which the leech dragged Myra to reach the chamber suddenly closed up like a puckered anal-vaginal orifice thus trapping the futa. The size of the chamber was very small with little room for maneuver.

Clearly, this was no doubt the design of the leech who obviously wanted to be intimately closer to Myra. The walls whose surface were not infested or covered by tentacles displayed many puckering orifices in various sizes where worms, grubs, and lowlife nightcrawlers of those types were observed squirming and out of them constantly. The ground was very soft, infact it was so soft it appeared to be pulsating and throbbing as if she was literally inside a living creature of somekind. Everything about the leech's dwelling was very eerie and very creepy in a squeamish kind of way.
 
At first, she tried squirming against the vines that braceleted her ankles, struggling against the wet, rotting leaves. But they slipped under her, dragging up the hems of her uniform, leaves sticking to her skin. Myra just lay there soon enough and allowed herself to be pulled along. Everything smelled damp and fetid; she could see no more than a foot or two around her, and the air was heavy with humidity.

The branches scratched at her, and she covered her face with her hands as best as she could to avoid getting her eyes poked out. The cave was pitch-black, and the rocky surface bruised and scratched her skin with gritty abrasions until the welcome relief of the wet, slick interor of the tunnel. The chamber had a sort of residual light--almost like light shining through thin skin--and she could see the tentacles and nightcrawlers and squirming walls.

The futa recoiled, but there was nowhere to go; the leech still had her by the ankles and there was no escape from the room. She tried to wriggle away, but the floor was warm and soft and she more or less sank into it. "Where are we?" she asked petulantly.
 
"Welcome to my place of residence, my domain" the voice answered. Noticing that Myra was slightly roughed up from her trip, the leech sprouted more tentacles and wrapped themselves around her body, turning her over so that she was on all fours as the rest of the tentacles attended to scraping away whatever leaves and dirt her body had tracked into the chambers. Soon however, the leech beast began to let out a gurgling sound and the ceiling above them opened up like a sphincter. From the orifice above Myra's head, several vines and roots lowered themselves and revealed what appeared to be a bunch of fruits.

"You will need to replenish your strength for the time our consummation is at hand" the voice explained just as the leech plucked out one of the fruits and brought it in front of Myra for her to try it. "It is not poisonous I can assure you that. If I had wanted to end your life, I would have done it far sooner than you realized" while it wasn't a threat, the leech tried to make it clear of its objective to its new love mate.
 
Leaves and twigs were untangled from her hair and dirt brushed away; Myra was flipped onto her hands and knees, exposed, genitals dangling limply between her thighs. Like a bull waiting to be milked, for its hefty cum-udders to be squeezed and drained.

Her head lifted at the squelching noises, and the futa squinted through the dimness of the room to see vines grow and flower into miraculous fruits. She sniffed at the one presented to her; it was true, what the voice said, that it would have killed her long ago. It obviously did not want to kill her--at least for now--and Myra thought it best to obey unless she wanted to get on the leech's bad side.

She was hungry, it was true. The fruit smelled delicious, and did not look all too different from a peach. Sniffing at it again, she took a bite of the fruit.
 
The taste of the fruit proved to be very tropical and sweet, not to mention fresh and moist. Though they were alien, these fruits were far nutritious than any humans have ever encountered. Infact, the fruits were so nutrient-rich and easily digestible perfect for the human digestive system that once consumed, it left no trace of any excess waste that would be normally expunge from the human body as other foods tend to do. The fruits also had another purpose, it was to make humans like Myra fertile and enhance her sexual organs as well. One bite of the fruit was enough to equal that of many delicious fruits at once. The leech beast continue to observe its mate replenish her strength.

As her genitals were dangling, the ground beneath her began to react. As it was pulsating, its transformation went unnoticed by Myra who was too curious about the fruit she was nibbling on. A long slit began to form on the ground below her and the edges which defined the slit began to resemble a pair of chapped lips. Slowly and subtly, the slit began to open like a big mouth and from the center, a large lotus-like plant gradually emerged. Its skin looked like typical human skin but heavily cobwebbed with pulsing veins and arteries. The orifice was a radial and anal-looking. It was flaring its lips puckering up and down. It was quite obvious on what this lotus alien plant wanted to feed on.
 
Her strength seemed to return to her with each bite of the fruit that she took. The flesh was sweet and ripe and wet, and Myra's nibbles were soon turning into eager noises and full swallows and bites. It wasn't long before she had consumed the entire fruit, her mouth smeared with sticky-sweet juices, and whined aloud for another.

All the while, her cock was swelling between her thighs though it was still flaccid, and her balls bloating to their former size, heavy, a massive weight that tugged at the sensitive skin of her scrotum. They were so large that they rested on the floor, so big she could easily have sat on them: each heavy testicle was much bigger than a pumpkin, more like the size of boulders, in an obscenely stretched soft sac bulging with huge veins.
 
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