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Who Rescues the Rescuers? (Acitar & Biles)

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Lanteia's slid into the co-pilots seat, shaking her head to clear the last foggy feelings of sleep from her head as she examined various readouts and sensor displays. She scratched her head, looking very confused, seeming to check twice, three times.. then again just to be sure. Her quizzical expression deepened even further.

"Main computer on standby, life-support is online, main-power is down, running on backup's...Their comm's are.. online.." She swiped her hand across the screen moving through more read-outs, both eyebrows raised as each screen added to the look of utter confusion on her face, her expression one of concern and bafflement.

"All escape pods intact, all shuttles, fighters and utility craft still in their bays.. No external damage." She swiped onto the last screen, her head tilting one way and then the other. "Life-signs inconclusive.. the hell does that even mean." Lanteia looked uneasily at Claudia and then out of the cockpit window toward the largely slumbering outpost as they circled it, she shifted nervously in her seat.

"I guess we actually have a real mission for a change."
 
The shuttle continued to maintain orbit around the station. When Lanteia reported that main power were offline but the comm was still operational, Claudia had to wonder about something.

"Comm's still online? Hmm..." she thought out loudly rubbing her chin for a brief moment. "It's possible the station might have been hijacked for something... But for what?" Claudia was still spinning her mind. Then she suddenly glanced towards Lanteia.

"Say, what do we know about the purpose of this station?" she asked "Can you bring up the information from the database?"
 
Lanteia shuffled through various screens and display, looking over at Claudia and shrugging her shoulders. "Nothing much about it.. Hmm.. Became operational about six months ago... Look's like some kind of research or scientific station.."

She kept shifting through displays, rubbing the back of her neck with one gloved hand. "Looks like it was set up for a couple of planets in this system that have some ruins as well as extensive plant and animal life."

Lanteia seemed to shrug again, looking across at Claudia, her puzzled look remained. "That is literally all it says about this place.. No mission reports.. No crew logs.. Maybe if we get main-power back online we can find out more.. Maybe it's just having new station hiccups.. Sensors might just not be working or "

The blonde soldier gave a nervous smile toward her veteran partner.
 
"Well, I guess any motives for any criminal activity remains nothing more than a big question mark" Claudia sighed then pausing for a moment, she decided to make her next move. "Okay, see if you can try to tap into the comm surveillance system. We'll be going in barrels loaded and assume the worse. However, I'd wanna take a peak inside the station first so we don't get any surprise waiting for us okay?" she asked. Then with a flick of a switch, Claudia engaged the auto-pilot programmed to orbit the station. As she got up from the seat, she momentarily pressed her hand on Lanteia's shoulder for support and entered into the main cabin.

"Get working on it while I suit and prep. Looks like we got a real mission on our hands this time" she said. Immediately, Claudia began donning various armor plating on vital parts of her body before opening up the storage locker and picking out various firearms and inspecting its condition and status.
 
"Sure thing." Lanteia nodded, cycling through various functions on the shuttle console as Claudia pushed her way out of the cockpit. She scratched her head, rubbing the back of her neck as she cycled through camera after camera. "Destroyed.. Destroyed.. No signal.. Destroyed.. Pointed at the floor.." Lanteia sighed as camera after camera flicked by in largely useless states, those that weren't destroyed or off, were pointed at odd angles or showed nothing but darkness and emergency lighting.

The worried look returned to her face as she pushed herself out of the seat and into the back of the shuttle with Claudia, similarly opening her own locker and retrieving her armour, a weapon and her medical and engineering kits. "Looks like we are going in blind too.. Most cameras appear to be offline, destroyed or show absolutely nothing at all due to the fact they only have emergency lighting running."

She continued putting on her armour and other various equipment as she continued. "Life support is at least working but everything else appears to be locked down or running on minimal.. For whatever reason I guess we'll find out soon enough."
 
After inspecting the firearms and arming herself with additional handguns, Claudia listened to Lanteia's report as she finished making sure her gear was well equipped and gear. Hearing more bad news that she was not able to tap in and access the station's security system, the tanned futa sighed once more and then looked up at the ceiling closing her eyes just for a brief moment.

"It never gets easy" she whispered to herself. Glancing towards Lanteia, Claudia then gave out another command "Okay kiddo, let's get geared up for level 2" she explained. In the military and in SAR missions, 'Level 2' meant gearing up additional equipment. Not only in extra firearms, but also taking along with them a small computer with which to hack into doors and airlocks, emergency biohazard medical kits, and a rebreather for possible pathogens. Claudia however was going to join Lanteia later as she headed back towards the cockpit. Sitting down, she turned back expecting Lanteia to go level 2.

"Okay, you get geared up and I'll be docking this shuttle okay?" she said and with that, Claudia disengaged the auto-pilot system and began to maneuver the shuttle to one of the nearest hangar bay.
 
Lanteia nodded at Claudia as she gave extra orders, going back into her locker for the extra equipment strapping each piece of additional equipment into an extra set of webbing over her armour before donning the helmet and setting the re-breather in place with a loud suck of air as she tested the seal and it's in-built communicator.

"Check, check, can you hear me?" Her own voice burst into her ears as she toyed with the volume of it, she bounced on her feet to make sure none of the additional equipment would fall off if she needed to run. She hated all this extra weight almost as much as going in blind into an unknown situation. She did a few more testing bounces on her toes making sure the additional weight shifted around correctly as she finally settled on a volume for the communicator.

"Alright, I am suited up and ready to go.. Let me know when we are down."
 
Suddenly, the cabin lights went out and shuttle was engulfed in utter darkness as it entered into the docking bay. Claudia was far too busy steering the shuttle which then turned around and began to hover backwards. What little light was able to shine inside the shuttle came from the dim sun itself which barely shown through the docking bay. The klaxxon suddenly sounded just as the cabin lights went into red light mode. Claudia flicked and pushed levers and buttons and engaging the shuttle into an automatic protocol.

Within an instant, she bolted out the cockpit and raided the lockers to equip herself with level 2 protocol procedures. She was very quick and expedient. Within less than a couple of minutes, Claudia was fully suited up and then a small sharp jolt rocked the shuttle and a loud hissing and clang banged against the shuttle's airlock located at the back. Cocking her rifle weapon, Claudia nodded to Lanteia and put on the rebreather. As both were fully decked, they resembled more like future sci-fi armor-suited valkyries with full headgears on.

"Okay, watch my 6" she said crackling her voice over her suit's comm. Pressing the button next to the airlock, Claudia gestured her hand for Lanteia to back up as the airlock cycled open, upon completion, Claudia glanced back at Lanteia and gave a gesturing nod to follow her. Soon, she carefully rushed out of the shuttle and aimed her rifle all about and engaging the flash light.
 
Lanteia shifted nervously on her feet as the shuttled was plunged into darkness as Claudia set it to landing on auto-pilot, she was so fixed on the airlock she didn't even notice Claudia re-enter the back of the shuttle much less fully gear herself up. She being both the technician and the medic meant she only had a side-arm as there was no way for her to carry anything bigger.

She was startled out of her own thoughts when Claudia's voice crackled into her ears through the head-set. "Right behind you."

As they left the shuttle and entered the landing bay she instantly felt a lot less safe than she had whilst on board, as Claudia swept the room she rushed over to the control panel on the other side of the bay, pulling open a wall panel and yanking down a lever to manually close the bay doors behind the shuttle, allowing them to push deeper into the outpost. The whole place had a spooky pall having over it, near silent except for the sound of her breathing with only their flashlights and the barely adequate emergency lighting strips along the walls that were struggling to keep the darkness away.

"We're in and secure." Lanteia lent against the frame of the door as it slowly slid open, the corridor leading into the station proper just beyond them as she waited for Claudia to catch up.
 
Claudia waited for Lanteia to systematically secure the transition from the shuttle to the station's main lobbying area. After opening the airlock leading inside the station, Claudia read Lanteia's sign and proceeded forward into the corridor with gun pointing forward ahead of her. Not stoping along the way, Claudia continued forwards still until she reached another large door. To her surprise, it slide open and allowing the two to enter into the central lobbying hub of the outpost station. After stepping through, Claudia glanced back at Lanteia and gave her the same gesturing nod of her head to follow her in. Stopping into her tracks, Claudia then pointed her guns in all direction she could see possible. Left, right, straight, up, and all of the combinations. The only direction she left Lanteia to defend was the back.

Inside the main area, everything appeared abandoned with broken equipment strewn across the floor and various debris littering much of the area. Hundreds of wires, mostly entangled and broken hung down from the holes were ceiling panels were missing. The whole area became a techno-jungle. Slowly, she walked forward panning her gun around looking for a main computer terminal when she found a large rounded donut reception desk.

"I think I found the main terminal. Let's go check it out" Claudia radio'd through the crackling sounds of her communication device.
 
The extra baggage on top of her regular equipment caused Lanteia to lag behind Claudia as they entered the main lobby, the younger woman stopped in her tracks at the disarray of the lobby, her technically minded eyes scanning the room as Claudia swept it for danger. Her wrist mounted flashlight having trouble giving her much of a clue as tangles of wires, conduits and cabling hang from everywhere

"What the hell happened in here?" She said with amazement in her voice narrowly avoiding tripping over what was left of a repair kit as she followed along behind her toward the reception area.

"I'll see if I can't get it working.." Lanteia slid over the desk and landed on her feet, laying on her back and disappearing underneath, the sound of cables and general clattering about is heard as she set about trying to bypass any kind of lockout manually in an attempt to give the two a chance at figuring out what they were walking into.

"Ugh.. Amateurs.." She muttered into her headset as a large clump of cable came flying out from underneath the desk as she ripped it clear.
 
Both entered into the center desk reception area and each found a station to occupy and immediately began accessing the terminal to see what they could do to improve their mission. As Lanteia was busy scrambling into the computer to get whatever power was available online, Claudia was busy scanning through various files as well as trying to find the star log entry database. She hoped to find what exactly has transpired on this outpost and explain why it was in a state of disarray. The main lobby area was still primarily buried in utter blackness except for the light emanating from the desk reception area as the two were working the computer terminal with faint interface sounds chatting away and barely echoing across the main lobby.

For awhile, everything seemed almost dead quiet. They could hear the low rumbling of the air condition still operating. Claudia decided to prioritize life support system. After scouring through the hierarchy of file function commands, she brought up its status.

"Good news kiddo" she said "Looks like we can breathe in here and there's definitely no signs of any airborne pathogens either" immediately, Claudia dislodged her rebreather and a hissing sound shot out from it. She gasped and blustered out. However there was a slight cough that jumped out from her throat. "Ugh, god, the air is thick and almost humid" she grumbled "Almost like we're in a jungle or something".
 
Lanteia pulled off her own re-breather, her nose wrinkled and she coughed as the humid air filled her lungs before she could recover enough to continue trying to repair the rather thoroughly dismantled innards of the reception computer. There was a brief flicker and then the familiar buzz of an electric light as she pulled herself from beneath the desk. The reception area being filled with light. "That's about all we are going to get.. and only in reception.. I guess it'll do to move any survivors here."

"Main computer is out of the question from here.. for some reason it doesn't seem to be linked here..." Lanteia tapped her way through various screens, skimming file headers, personal logs, mission reports, all seeming to flash up as access denied in angry red letters. "Most I can tell they were doing some kind of biological research.. maybe some archaeology.. Odd that they blocked all the files... Maybe someone was trying to steal the data? Nah, pirates aim for weapons tech.." The younger woman seemed almost to be half talking to herself.

Lanteia wiped her brow as sweat began to bead upon it from the hot, humid air pumping into the room from the vents. "Sadly, no way to get to the environmental controls changed.. someone tore out all the linking components to other systems."
 
Claudia grimaced and growled silently as the situation for the two was becoming tedious and annoying. Blustering and somewhat grunting beneath her breath, she continued navigating through the operating system in hopes of finding the data entry log.

"It's a God-damn amazing that this station didn't fall apart. I mean fuck, look this mess. I'm surprise we even have life support and gravity working at all." Claudia huffed. A few minutes later, Claudia became frustrated when she found the entry log but wasn't able to fully tap in due to some error glitch and faulty tampering. "Grrr, hey Lanteia, can you do something about this directory? I'm trying to access the log, but the damn protocol is just-" but her complaints suddenly went dead silent as a loud metallic bang echoed throughout the cavernous lobby area. "What the fuck?!" Claudia's military instincts suddenly kicked in and in seconds, her rifles were back in her hands darting around the room. "Check your six" she whispered out loud.
 
Lanteia had already thrown herself into cover a split second after the loud crashing noise thundered around the reception area, the younger woman peered cautiously over the reception desk before she brought herself to answer, her wrist flashlight and sidearm pointing in the rough direction the noise had erupted from. "I have no idea what is holding this place together.. but whoever or... whatever pulled it apart sure knew what it was doing or was extremely lucky..Either way.. I think this is a bit beyond search and rescue now.. we should leave.."

The younger soldier was looking around the room, backing toward her partner as the lights that had recently been powered back on began to flicker until they cut-out completely, plunging them back into the gloom of the emergency lighting and their own flashlights once more. What neither of them had noticed was now sliding across the ceiling out of an open vent, it hung above them in the gloom, two feeler tentacles seeming to hover in the air, sensing the heat rather than seeing them with eyes.

The large mass of the creature drew itself back into the darkness, it waited as Lanteia's flashlight moved up through the gloom then as the beam of light hit it, there was a shrill alien cry as it launched itself toward the two, a single gun-shot rang out from the younger soldiers side-arm as the large alien creature lashed a pair of it's larger tentacles around her thighs and flung her like a rag-doll back over the reception desk with a loud crash. The last thing she saw clearly before unconsciousness briefly claimed her was something like an eyeless squid a greyish-pink in colour and almost as if covered in some kind of oil or other substance, the size of a horse, covered in mouths and masses of tentacles of various shapes and sizes rearing up, the tentacles surging forwards toward Claudia.
 
"No can do, Lanty" Claudia replied, it had been a long while since she called her partner by that nickname "If there are any chances survivors are still here, we have to rescue them at all cost" she explained "besides, many of our missions may have been mundane lately, but our reputation has kinda preceded us and I doubt the high command will smile at us kindly if we got the fuck outta Dodge with nothing to show." Claudia continued prowling with guns hot and eyes tracking. Yet the two were unable to see the horror sneaking in close proximity towards them. And just as Claudia was about to admonish her partner for her way of thinking, a loud ear-bleeding screech pierced the dead silence.

"Lanty!!" she yelled out after turning 180º in less than a mere seconds with rifle already unloading onto Lanteia's assailant. Freaked out by what she saw with the flashlight, Claudia's heart raced up her throat practically but her military prowess kicked in just in time. She was about to let out another burst of fire only to see the disgusting tendrils smother Lanteia, Claudia's cat reflexes prevented her from pulling the trigger until she could get a clear shot, but by the time the opportunity open, the alien had already thrashed her partner back into the reception desk. The veteran fired another round only to miss when the creature jumped down and come dashing towards her. "Shit!" she growled angrily when her proximity to the alien creature shrank at an incredible rate. Wasting no time, Claudia attempted to leap off to the side.
 
The strange creature was far more agile than it deserved to be for it's size, it flicked, twisted and coiled itself seeming to anticipate every single shot toward it. As it toppled and rolled across the reception desk it tracked Claudia, seeming to sense what she was about to do it snatched a multitude of tentacles toward Claudia as she was in mid air, each slippery appendage instantly coiling itself around ankles, wrists, shoulders, thighs and neck with an almost iron grip. It slammed Claudia into the deck though the intent seemed to be more to stun the ebony woman than injure as the main mass of it's body slid from the reception desk with a wet fleshy thump as it hit the deck plating. It's dozens of mouths, all seemingly different seemed to chitter and shrill as it tightened it's grip to try and keep Claudia immobilized, taunting or perhaps claiming it's victory.

Meanwhile Lanteia groggily pushed herself onto all fours, her vision was blurred, the room seemed to be spinning and all the sound in the room seemed distant to her ringing ears, her eyes intently focused on the side-arm that had fallen from her grip, she crawled with agonising slowness toward it, her stunned state making her stumble even whilst crawling, her vision kept fading as she struggled to remain conscious. As she reached her gun she flopped to her side, opting to pull herself around the desk as she leveled the barrel at the creature only to realise it had Claudia, her swaying vision coupled with the possibility of hitting her made the two shots she fired impact harmlessly on a nearby wall. The creature shuffled, as if gazing at her in some kind of sightless manner as the adrenaline flooding through her failed to keep her conscious any longer, sensing she was no longer a threat for now it turned it's attention fully to Claudia.
 
"Impossible!" she thought loud in her mind and floored by the fact that this massive... Abomination was capable of incredible speed. Claudia made a loud thump onto the ground when she was caught midair and the armor she had slightly compromised her agility and speed, it was barely enough to give the creature a highly tactical advantage. She growled angrily through her bare clenched teeth trying to pry the tendrils off her neck, however, she was given hardly a chance to fight the creature off when she was suddenly thrashed about trying to knock her out. Grunting loud here and there, Claudia became disorientated but tried focusing her attention on attacking the creature. She had already lost the grip of her firearms the moment the creature seized her and it was tossed out like a toy. However, once the futa had been more or less pinned down to the ground, the light from her rifle revealed the creature's grotesque and unspeakable horror.

"What the fucking... shit!!!" she gasped out with face bulging out in utter shock and terror "NNngggh. Lanteia, get up!! Lanteia, Lanty!!!" she screamed out to her partner hoping that she wasn't out of the game. Claudia struggled growling and roaring at the vile thing. She tossed her head side to side trying to avoid the dangling tendrils in fear that her face might get ripped off. However, both the futa never realized the true horrible fate that awaited them. Claudia turned to see where her rifle had been tossed and attempted wiggling and shifting her body little by little towards its location in hopes of reaching for her weapon, but the mass, strength, and the agility of this monster was proving very difficult and Claudia didn't want to end her career in this manner, not if she had anything to say about it. "Damnit Lanty, get up soldier!!" she scowled furiously.
 
A single gun-shot rang out as Lanteia fought herself conscious from her partners frenzied yelling, there was a shrill, ear-splitting squeal and a shower of sparks as the shot passed right through it and impacted a display across the room. She went to squeeze the trigger again but the creature once more showed it's speed as it tore the gun from her grasp, crushing it in one large slippery tentacle as another wrapped around her middle. Ensuring Claudia could see her, it slammed her partner into the deck so hard she heard the air rushing from Lanteia's lungs and her body armour buckling from the impact, the alien monstrosity shrilled out in such an earsplitting sound it would have near deafened the pair.

It lifted the limp and unconscious Lanteia into the air, shaking her from side to side before dropping her unceremoniously back to the ground, ensuring Claudia could see it started sliding out of the room, dragging the ebony futa along with it, leaving a slick, slimy trail behind it as the half dozen tentacles nearest to Claudia joined those holding her immobile, tearing off armour, equipment and clothing with frightening strength, crumpling several of the larger armour sections as though they were tissue paper. It chittered, shrilled and clucked with it's various mouths, many of them latching onto any newly bared sections of Claudia's skin as the monstrous creature dragged her deeper into the darkness of the outpost.
 
Guns fired ablaze roaring violently through the stuffy spacious air in the main lobby area. Flashes of lights flickered the source of the loud rattling sounds and metallic ricochets bouncing from all various panels and whatnots. Claudia now was in peril, though she was gaining hope once she saw her partner getting, only to fall into despair when the alien creature outmaneuvered her and disarmed her so fast that her mind couldn't registered what had happened, but her ears did pick up the sound of Lanteia's gun cracking with metal creaking. Now the two futas were surely screwed for sure.

"Lanty, NOOO!!!!" Claudia screamed out and clenched her face in agony for a brief moment before looking at her partner's limp body as it was being picked up and shook around like a toy, then being tossed aside like trash. "Grrr, damn you monster. Damn you, you fucking shit!!!" the ebony futa lost her composure and entered into a furious rage, she was literally kicking and screaming from her lungs trying to defy her horrible fate, but despite her impressive Amazonian strength, it was all futile and did little to phase the creature holding her in its grasps. As it began to slither away, Claudia gasped frantically reaching out to Lanteia as if desperately calling out for help. Then as she was finally dragged into the black void of the deepest shadows and recess of the station, her struggles and fight with the monster gently echoed out into the lobby.

Claudia grunted feeling and hearing her armor being ripped off her body along with the sound of fabric being torn off her body. She gasped upon feeling her large breasts and her groin region suddenly exposed out in the God-forsaken environment.

"Oh god no... Lemme go, lemme go!!" she cried out feeling squeamish now that she could feel slick puckering flesh grip and kiss various areas around her dark supple tanned skin, but a deep chill ran down her spine when some of them were becoming too close to her private parts. Claudia could feel her masculine slab of meat bouncing up and down along with her wobbling breasts whose nipples were pointing straight up.
 
The strange creature kept sliding slickly along the deck-plating as it dragged her deeper and deeper into the outpost, the air became almost uncomfortably warm and humid, corridors, wrecked rooms and general disarray moved by, more strange noises emanated deep from within the outpost. As it moved it never stopped baring the amazonian futa along the way as the iron grip of the slimy tentacles holding her pressed her down onto the mass of the creature, more of it's many mouths latching onto her ebony skin some merely sucked, leaving slimy trails as they tasted her skin, others seemed to have tongues within which dug into her skin and massaged her straining muscles. A pair of tentacles from the creature seemed to hover between her thighs, the first of which started coiling itself around Claudia's swaying meat, up and up, wrapping the length of it until just below the glans as it squeezed and relaxed, working it's slimy, oily rubbery tentacle around it. The other slowly slithered around the hanging orbs, coiling only partially around them as it explored further between her thighs.

Lanteia startled herself awake, it hurt to breathe after being slammed into the deck so hard reacting more on training than actual intent she crawled toward Claudia's rifle and clasped it in shaking hands. "Claudia!!" Her yell seemed to disappear into the gloom as she shouted after the slimy trail, unaware she was likely making herself a target. She had no idea how long she'd been out cold as she stumbled toward the door in pursuit the room seemed to spin as she crumpled to the ground, adrenaline having long since worn off, it took her several minutes before she could push herself up into a standing position she looked toward the door they'd came in, considering returning to the shuttle and calling for help.

She wasn't about to leave Claudia in the hands of that, whatever it was, taking one final glance toward the hangar bay door she began to follow the slippery trail deeper into the station, her flashlight only providing a few meters of vision as she slowly crept her way forwards.
 
Claudia cried out in a shriek of horror as she became almost stripped and all of her most private parts fully exposed to the disgusting ugly creature. The constant yell and scream had caused enough for the futa to wear out her throat and was reduced to letting out bursts of cries at certain interval. She still clenched her teeth tightly and grimaced as she tried to desperately to fight against the tendrils restraining her body. However, her muscles were getting worn out and the constantly lick on her muscle tones began to take effect. Claudia was losing the battle very fast and her crying voice was slowly transitioning into bursts of loud stuttering gasps as the slimy lick lathered the exposed parts of her flesh, her upper thighs, upper arms and now much of her torso.

"Uhhhh. No, no, no no... Get off..." she whimpered but within the next few minutes, her cries of agony would slowly turn into loud agonizing rut and moans. Now her dangling shecock became the prime target and her glans had poked just out of its foreskin. Claudia let out a squealing long gasp with face bulging out upon feeling the slithering wormy tentacle slowly lick and coil slowly around her plump engorged pride and forcing it to go erect. "Whyy!!!! Let go!!" she growled but it was no use, the coiling flesh forced Claudia's meat rod to straighten out and suddenly grow hard until her shiny glans began pulsing hard and the puffy lips of her cumslit opening up like a flower. Gulping hard, Claudia frantically panted very loud and rapidly when both her fleshy orbs were being gently touched and prodded, her organs churned shyly from the mere touch and the stimulation help but feed Claudia's needy erection.
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Lanteia was in terrible shape and with her beloved veteran partner abducted screaming in horror, her morale was likely to have taken a much hit. Yet, as a true soldier she pushed on alive but not unscathed as the alien had done a number on her. Unfortunately, Lanteia's trials and tribulation had only just begun. The alien menace was not the only one to occupy the abandoned outposts. Other xeno life form have slowly gathered around the central area ascertaining the loud commotion. From the shadows, they watched as Lanteia was stumbling towards the bay at a snail's pace. At first, they didn't know what to make of her, but she seemed like the 'others' the creatures have encountered before. Taking precautions, the stalkers slowly trailed behind Lanteia without alerting her their presence.
 
The large creature seemed to reach wherever it was going though it's innate talent for multi-tasking ensured Claudia was too distracted to keep track of where she was. The oily tentacle that was wrapped around her cock started to coil and uncoil, the oily, rubbery texture of it creating an odd sense of friction around the chocolate skinned length, the end of the tentacle flattened itself as her foreskin was drawn downwards the now leaf shaped end began secreting more of the oily substance as it flicked slowly across that sensitive bundle of nerves and up over the smooth glans, then down, then up again, repeating it with deliberate intent. The mouths which seemed to cover every single part of the creature were now licking, sucking and dragged over every toned inch of her body, the oily substance seemed to make her skin more sensitive as a pair walked themself up along the sides of her breasts as the pair of tentacles taunting the churning orbs between her thighs jiggled and bounced them. The myriad of appendages still holding her in place started to turn her onto her stomach so she'd be laying face down upon what she could only assume was it's back.

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Lanteia had no idea she was being hunted as she slowly followed the strange trail left by Claudia's assailant, having to stop every few meters when her vision blurred or the room seemed to shift, often bracing against the walls of the corridor until the dizzy spells passed, the heat and humidity weren't helping her either as she fumbled her way through the dark. "Just get.. Claudia.. and leave.. that's all I have to do.." She muttered to no-one in particular as if trying to keep her mind focused despite how much her head felt like it was spinning and her ribs hurt, probably bruised, had she not had her armour on that thing might have flat out crushed her. She pushed onward however, feeling herself through the gloom with just the flashlight on the rifle and on her wrist.
 
"Aaah... Nnnggh, damn... You..." she cursed out hissing and growling like a wild beast. By this time Claudia was unable to defy her assailant and lost her strength in her voice to scream and shout out. Her penis had grown extremely hard and achingly painful from the surge of torrential pleasure flowing out from her loin and into her meaty length that was now greased up by the alien sludge. "This can't be happening. I can't die like this.. N-no fucking way" she mumbled out but was barely able to say anything beyond that, now she was rutting harder and louder than before while panting in a stuttering manner. Claudia was devastated that she was becoming sexually aroused by the ugly ghastly creature who wanted nothing more than to mate with her. As she struggled with the tendrils with her hands, Claudia could no longer maintain her bearing and orientation.

Her body would twitch and jolt from the stimulation on her plump engorged penis as her foreskin was scrunched down to the base. The fleshy flat tail end of the tendril brushed and stroked against the very sensitive areas of her member forcing blood to gush into the veins and arteries as a means to grow out more of her agonizing erection. The incessant licking was more than enough to force Claudia to loosen her grip on the writhing tendrils as she now arched her back and gritted her teeth bare open. The humidity was strong and the futa was becoming hot under the sleeveless turtleneck, or what was left of it. Moments later, Claudia's cochlea organs that acted as natural gyroscope told her she was being turned around and before she could determine what had happened, she could feel the pulsing flesh suddenly press against her naked front.
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Entering through the corridor, more debris and smashed equipment began to litter more of the floor with each step of the way. Tons of wiring and cable tubes were gutted from the ceiling and making the path to pursuit Claudia became much more difficult, clearly this was literally a dense jungle. Unfortunately as Lanteia ventured deep down the cluttered hallway, various sounds of random noise echoed along the walls as well as metal panels being banged and creaking about. However, there was a sliver of hope when Claudia's remaining screams for help managed to faintly sound towards Lanteia's direction as if she was not too far from her location. But the tones in her eerie shrills gave a foreboding impression that her partner was suffering unimaginable horrors at the fate of this vile creature. Now the last debris of obstacle now standing before Lanteia was literally a wall made up of hanging wires and cables, but on the otherside however was a very long stretch leading up to Claudia and the alien.
 
The alien seemed content with the new position of it's captive as the flat end of the tentacle smeared it's oily substance all over her swollen glans as the other coiled around it squeezed and relaxed steadily, it chittered quietly to each of her words or noises, seeming to take them as some kind of encouragement. Suddenly the two tentacles that had been working on her engorged meat withdrew, leaving it feel briefly cold after being trapped in the hot embrace for so long when suddenly another pair of the larger ones pressed down on Claudia's toned buttocks and pressed the entire length of her cock hilt deep into one of it's mouths. The inside of it was hot and slimy, clinging to the veiny length of her shaft as it applied an almost air-tight suction along it's entire length she felt something long, thin and flexible teasing around her glans before poking at her cumslit. The creature ramped things up further still as another pair of it's mouths latched onto one of her swollen churning orbs each, tugging and sucking on them in a lighter manner.

It seemed irritated with the turtle neck as one tentacle plunged down between her cleavage and promptly tore the garment to shreds, two of it's larger tentacles starts to stroke and work that strange oily substance into the supple skin and over her nipples as they poked upwards.

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Lanteia carefully picked her way through the various wreckage and debris with some difficulty, the lack of light as well as her physical state made deft footwork a virtual impossibility. The various noises of the creaking, groaning wreck of a station on top of the situation had her on the edge already then she heard something, it sounded human enough and it was coming from the direction of the trail the creature had left, it spurred her on stumbling toward the noise she came up against the vast tangle of cables and wires. Looking at it she pressed her hand between it and the wall, trying to pry a gap for her to push through but to no avail, she'd have to clamber through it. Hoping none of these wires and cables were still live she started trying to work her way through the dense jungle of debris, getting caught or stumbling slightly with every movement as her pounding head and aching ribs kept her especially off balance. "Hang on.. Almost there, Claudia.." She muttered to herself.
 
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