____Best to Hide____(Acitar x Xinavee)

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Best to Hide​

Eons had passed since the last time a being of any make had passed this close to the desolate planet. It’s sleeping forces were slow to waken and had nearly missed their chance to reach out and snatch the shuttle out from space, to turn it’s course, as a torrid wind raked along the desert wasteland and a primordial soup gurgled with toxic heat before a magma bubble burst from the oily black membrane to spark and sizzle against the arid sky.

Lightning sparked and flared, shooting from the alien planet to arc along the shuttle, disrupting currents and electricity, and sending it into a spiraling course through space. Already the air was thickening, stirring, forming into clouds as flames and droplets of rain began to pool against the escape pods surface, doing it’s part to slow down the course of the foreign metal, but nothing could stop it from lodging into the thick liquid sludge of the tar like goo.

The impact upon the planet was much greater than the tiny surface of the escape pod should have been. A great quake shook the deserts cracked surface and split fissures into its nexus with an echoing thunder, until the reverberations slowly died.

 

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RE: ____Best to Hide____

Fleeing for ones life was seldom conducive to thinking clearly, Estelle was far more concerned with shaking off her pursuing assailants than where her shuttle was actually heading. The last jump her shuttle made put her very much out of reach, entering a wild and uncharted region of space, a nebula choked expanse that ships entered but seldom returned from, she was simply glad that the angry red blips on her sensors were gone giving her a moment to breathe and take stock.

The life of a smuggler was the definition of risk and reward and she had taken a risk on the wrong cargo. Leaving her to flee for her life, barely escaping in her shuttle with the clothes on her back and the supplies it carried. Her cornsilk coloured hair hung in loose bangs about her sunkissed face, partly covering one pale blue eye as her shuttle gave a sudden violent lurch, a bright arc of pure charge hitting her shuttle. It seems a moment was all she was going to get as a planet filled the viewport before spinning out of view again, a quick glance at the sensors gave her very little to go on.. A mostly breathable atmosphere if only barely, inconclusive signs of plant or animal life before a shudder passed through the tiny ships frame, the sound of tearing metal screeching in her ears as alarms and warnings began blaring all around her.

Unstrapping herself from the pilots seat she swung on a backpack, grabbing two larger bags as she was thrown forwards, her ears popping as the ship itself began depressurising around her before she stumbled into the escape pod. It slammed shut, her stomach scrunching up as it sensed it's occupant was aboard and fired itself away from the disintegrating shuttle.

For what felt like a small eternity her entire existence was naught but the shuddering of her escape pod as it scorched through the sky before slamming into thick liquid tar. The impact still knocked her out cold for several minutes or maybe several hours, it was hard to tell when her eyes finally opened and she hit the emergency release, blasting the hatch clean away to land in more tar like goo.

All she had to shield her from this environment was the underlayer of a stealth suit, it clung to her every subtle curve like a shiny grey latex at least it'd be easy to clean it off once she found some shelter. The ground itself still seemed to be reverberating oddly from the impact of her escape pod or maybe it just wasn't entirely stable? Not that she had much choice, strapping one of her larger bags over her shoulders she held the other one aloft as she reluctantly stepped out of the pod feet first into the goopy tar, hoping it wasn't too deep as she looked around for a good direction to head in.

 

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Had she been awake upon impact, she might have seen the incredible transformation of a flat barren landscape of dust and wind and goo. As the pod was swallowed ever deeper into the tar like liquid, and the great quake shook the planets crust, mountains were forming of steel and graphite and limestone. Soils of iron and copper and lime and beaches of clay and silicon.

The tar like pool was deep, but thick as a bog or thick quick sand, able to sustain her weight so long as she kept moving and didn’t fall down for too long. It pulled at her, tugging at her feet and arms, threatening to pull her deeper to the bottomless abyss should she just give in and sink. The substance had an oily slick along the surface, shimmering and colorful in the failing light of the two suns, but this same substance clung to her easier, coating along her skin, dripping underneath the protective layer of her stealth suit like a sweaty, itchy film.

From up ahead a beach shone white and pristine, a shore to the black tar bog, where already thick bristled grasses were beginning to grow further back, nylon bristles spiraling towards the sky as cotton plants and rubber trees painted the landscape a more welcoming green.

Behind however, a bubbling bulbous blister began to rise up from the surface of the primordial goo, enveloping the pod and the hatch within it’s boiling sac before bursting in a spray of molten fire. If she were not careful she would be burned by the raining ash.

 

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Estelle was having trouble keeping up with the situation much less taking in her surroundings at large as the pod behind her seemed to be slowly sinking into the tar like pool she found herself in. She noticed she only seemed to sink if she stayed still for too long atop the slowly bubbling tar, though it didn't stop it trying to pull her down into it's sticky embrace forever as she struggled onward doing her level best to keep the supplies, clothes and essentials in her three bags free of this oily tar like mire.

Whatever it was it had an oily top layer, it danced with a million different colour's in the light of the binary stars above but for all it's beauty it had one serious downside. It clung to her skin, the thin layer of specialised rubber that formed her suit did little to shield her from it as it somehow seemed to soak straight through to her bare skin beneath. Whatever it was it was like a sweaty itch film that she could do little about as it spread from her arms and legs after just a few dozen steps. She was after all entirely naked beneath it, partly in her rush to escape and partly due to how tight it was already.

The white of a beach for lack of a better word greeted her eyes and gave her a clear destination beyond the oily slick she was hopping through right now the more pleasant green of trees and plants drove her forwards at a slightly increased pace as just behind her the only trace of her being here was engulfed and promptly incinerated. Making her all the more glad for the speed in which she chose to leave the pod after waking up.

She would have to worry about escaping some other time in her mind even as her feet found the sand beneath their feet and she finally stopped to take in her impromptu refuge. The lack of any built in boots or rubber soles on the suit meant she felt every grain as if it were shifting beneath her toes opting to check her three packs before moving on. The first had a few sets of clothes in it as well as some equipment such as a locator beacon which she'd be leaving off for now and a communicator, the second contained what were labelled as capsule meals, a days water and nutrition somehow crammed into one easy to swallow pill, hardly living the high life but it meant she was safe on that front. The third contained enough valuable commodities for her to buy a new life when she decided to return to the galaxy at large, unaware of the true nature of the world she landed upon.

Estelle sat down, taking a moment to catch her breath and find her bearings as she secured her packs once again, brushing her blonde bangs from her face as she tried to decide which direction would be most likely to harbor some kind of shelter.

 

[Xinavee]

As Estelle took inventory of her packs, she might have missed the way the black goo began to inch forward, one long seeping slick of tar stretched out from the rest of the bog. Absent of the oily shimmer, the tar thickened, lengthened into an appendage, seeped further up the beach to slowly flow over her foot before the thick muck tightened about her, and sucked her back closer to the pool of primordial ooze.

It would drag her down the beach a ways, back to the edge of the black tar like pool where the oily film would once more slip up over her body. She might not have been sinking, laying half out of the pools edge as Estelle was, and yet, the slick defied gravity, working its way up her body, through the molecular pores of the suit to cling and slither up her legs, her arms, her torso, saturating everywhere and then, poured in. Into her eyes, her ears, her nose and mouth. It would filter in through her anus and meatus and even into her nail beds and hair follicles. She was drowning, but no sooner had her body been completely covered in the oily slick, it just as quickly vanished. It did not ebb away, rather, it seemed to evaporate, upon her, and within her, leaving a tingling, heated sensation in every pore of her being.

The pool, began to undulate, and then wave, but not as though something were coming from it, rather, as though it’s substance had changed, from thick tar, to a blood red ocean. It’s waves crested in a crimson spray and then coursed up the beach to lick upon Estelles skin, foaming against her before receding once more.

Among the twisting coiling silicon grass at the edge of the beach, grew new, hair like wisps that waved in a fresh soft breeze. Another wave came crashing to the shore, leaving behind that bubbly foam to cling against the latex suit, this time, not able to penetrate.

 

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Ordinarily, Estelle's situational awareness was exceptional and given her former line of work it was essential. However the delayed shock of having to flee for her life coupled with the trauma of a crash landing on an unknown planet had dulled the normally sharp senses she had. Though even if she had been fully alert it would have been unlikely that she would have noticed the length of tar, reaching out like a limb toward her across the beach, even as it slid over one latex clad foot she had only just looked down before it yanked her back toward the tar like pool.

Her hands scrabbled at the white sand for purchase, trying to find some means of slowing herself down as she was half-plunged back into the tar like muck of the pool. Even though she had stopped moving the tar did not as it engulfed her in it's entirety her mind going blank with fear and terror as it seemed to pour in through the thin layer of her suit. It filled her mouth, her ears and eyes and even breached the tiny pink ring of muscle between her buttocks and then almost as quickly it was gone.

It was as if it had boiled away, every inch of her skin tingled and felt warm though it took her a moment to notice her cock had begun to stiffen, pressing out the thin latex into an embarrassingly obvious shape were she not alone she'd have blushed. Another wave of something more akin to red water rather than viscous tar as it foamed up around her but didn't seem to pour into her suit and body as it had before. Still, her instincts took over after the shock wore off as she scrabbled back up the beach toward her belongings.

Estelle wiped the lingering foam from her suit as best she could before snatching up and donning her three packs and deciding it'd be best to avoid.. Well, whatever it was that had just engulfed her. Not quite taking in the changing landscape around her as she broke into a small run to break through the treeline and begin her search for shelter. Of course she had no idea what she was potentially running into nor the nature of the world she found herself upon. Her mind simply doing it's best to process what had happened in such a short space of time, one moment she'd been eating lunch pondering what to spend her ill gotten gains upon, then she'd been fleeing assassins and finally crashing spectacularly on an uncharted world. It felt like a lifetime ago already.

 

[Xinavee]

Had Estelle waited just a bit longer, she might have seen the tiny woodlouse creatures dig up from under the surface of the sand where she had laid. Their many soft teeth, like combine rollers shoveled the foam she had just brushed off into their mouths. Their hard-shell-like bodies looked more like seeds than segmented armor, but they greedily fought over the foam that still rushed towards the surface of the beach.

As she ran through towards the trees, most of the lingering foam would dry upon her body or be brushed off by the hair like grasses that slid against her body as she moved past, but a few would remain caked against the hem of her suit to grow a sticky outer coating before hardening and growing to the size of a burr. By the time she had reached the tree line, three of these burrs had cracked open, each one producing a small segmented flat worm no bigger than her middle finger. They wriggled under the suit using the sucker at their mouth to inch their way deeper under the thin tight fabric.

Likely unnoticed, just the lightest of tingling sensations streaking up her thigh as the slick secretion left a trail of goo in their wake would give Estelle the slightest indication that she had stowaways within her clothes. It wouldn’t be until all three parasites met each other at the base of her cock that they began writhing about stretching, fighting the others for territory, and the secretions became more copious that she wouldn’t be able to ignore it any longer.

 

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Of course the small details were passing her by not only due to the sense of delayed shock she was no doubt feeling and the confusion after what happened on the beach but also due to the fact she was very much only experienced with cities. Planets and places whose ecology and environments had been filled in with concrete and sewers but she continued onward, confident of finding shelter somewhere on this world as most of the foam slid off or was brushed off as she passed through bushes or trees on her way.

Whilst it was certainly a pleasant world to look at, Estelle felt ill at ease as though something about this place wasn't quite right, something she couldn't put her finger on. Of course she hadn't noticed the stowaways given they started off as no more than tiny burrs lodged against her suits hem nor did she notice those same burrs cracking open to release a somewhat unexpected cargo. Any sense of movement against her skin her mind simply chalked up to the brush of leaves or grass against her as she moved or some lingering foam or tar beneath her suit from the incident on the beach at least that was until that slight tingling sensation had moved all the way up her thigh and now squirmed about the base of her cock.

Estelle stopped in her tracks, more annoyed than worried, assuming it was just a piece of debris or somesuch or left over slime from the beach as her fingers reached up to the zipper on her neck after setting her packs down. The familiar rippling sound of the zipper stood out against the wind through foliage as her skin was steadily bared from neck to navel. Every inch of her was smooth, supple and sunkissed her breasts weren't exactly huge, just some more subtle and pleasant curves of B-cups against the latex as she tried to wriggle the tight fitting suit down over her buttocks. She had no idea what she would find when the suit was lowered enough for her to find what was squirming around at the base of her cock.

 

[Xinavee]

Three segmented worms writhed about each other, fighting for dominance as they grew longer with each suction cup mouthful of slime they ate from the other worms trail. Not cannibalistic, they hungered for the gooey secretions the others left behind that were tainted with Estelle’s salt and skin cells. As they grew longer, flattening their bodies around and against the base of Estelle’s cock, they began to spiral up along the shaft of her cock.

The tingling sensation would intensify as each worm began to secrete more and more slime about it’s body, about Estelle’s cock. Now beginning to cover the surface of her shaft as they candy stripped her cock as they continued to fight for dominance as the tails and long slinky bodies would grip here, and shove under there, trying to dislodge the other worm from it’s space.

Should she attempt to knock one off she might find an unexpected surprise to her system. An almost pleasant buzzing jolt if lightly touched, but a paralyzing electric shock if she were more forceful. Foamy froth began to drip down her thighs and onto the hair like plants which clung against her skin as she looked down onto the worms in her suit.

 

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She was a little confused at first what she was seeing her mind still not quite grasping what her eyes were seeing as the three segmented worm like creatures writhed and tousled with one another. They weren't biting her or doing anything she would consider overly hostile or dangerous but this was an uncharted world for all she knew they were poisonous, perhaps even something worse so she opted to take a cautious approach in dealing with the three small hitchhikers as they squirming seemed to be pushing up the length of her shaft, leaving a not unpleasant tingling sensation in the skin of her now swelling shaft.

Settling back against a nearby tree or she guessed what passed for one here she shuffled the tight suit to just below her knees as she reached down to set about moving along the trio of worms carefully. As she touched one an electric tingle coursed into her cock which quickly responded by swelling further, as she gingerly pinched it between thumb and forefinger she tried ever so slowly to pull it free, the electric buzzing grew and grew almost nearing painful as she got closer to pulling one free and surmised it was some kind of defence mechanism.

Of course having done this her shaft was now fully hard, the head shiny and pink as a strange foam dripped down onto the hair like plants beneath her as she reached for her pack wondering if she had anything inside that might help before they did anything a bit more worrying than giving her an erection.

 

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The little hitchhiking worms didn’t stop their pulses of electric charges once one was nearly dislodged, instead, the buzzing sensation would course down the length of it’s body, spiraling around Estelle’s cock as it did so. The charge could be seen, moving down the segmented sections as it trailed from sectioning head to the tip of it’s base, still wrapped firmly around the base of Estelle’s shaft. Each charge vibrated the skin underneath it in an almost purr like rhythm as it continued its search.

Reaching the bulbus ridge of Estelle’s head, the worm dislodged from the base of her cock to squeeze upwards, coiling over and over, tighter as it wrapped like a strangle hold about the swollen and reddening crown, even as the suction like head began to stretch and rear it’s head like a cobra, before latching over the tip of the Estelle’s penis.

One worm, successfully outmaneuvered by the other two worms, would drop to Estelle’s scrotum as she sat back against the trunk of the tree. It eagerly ate at the sticky foam that began to drip and slide down along the shaft and below her balls. Flattening, floss thin, the little worm would writhe down further slipping between her now exposed bum cheeks seeking heat, and the trail of foam that seemed to slip easily within the crevice here.

 

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Whatever these things were their goal was not something Estelle had initially been worried about given she had just assumed she could easily pull them off and be on her way. However they had seemingly adapted to make them painful if not potentially fatal to remove which began to make her worry a little more than she had to begin with as to their goal.

The three segmented worms clearly had a significant ability to generate a charge within their relatively small bodies, the thrum of electricity visible within their slightly translucent flesh. The sensation was incredible if a little worrying as to it's effect, the electric tingle was almost like a vibration that set the nerves in the length of her penis into overdrive pushing her from simply being hard to a nearly painful straining erection. Each of them having seemingly fought and marked out their individual spots made her wonder if they were just after the foam from the beach or if something more was driving their search.

Even as she fumbled with the zipper on her pack the first of the trio coiled around the ridge of her crown squeezing it tightly sending an errant twitch through her shaft as a sticky drop of dew formed at the slit. It reared it's head back before she could react, the suction cup like mouth stretching out over the trembling head of her shaft in such a way she sucked in a breath through her teeth briefly as the other two took up completely different and no less troubling positions.

The second one coiled around the base, sending white hot tingles of unwanted stimulation through her quivering erection as the third one slipped across the hairless pouch of her scrotum and between her buttocks leaving her feeling nervous knowing full well what would happen if she tried to forcibly remove them again and given where they were, that would likely hurt a lot.

She bit her lip bracing herself for whatever it was they had planned even as the small worm at the head of her shaft had seemingly fully engulfed the bulbous reddening tip fully.

 

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Writhing and wriggling deep below the pursuit of the other two worms, the lone wiggler made it's way between the comfortable press of Estelle's buttocks. It might have wrapped it's self around and around in comfort had it not been driven by it's only purpose for existence. It made it's way deeper still until the suction head of it's body swished against the star center of Estelle's anus. Here it continued to secrete that tingling slime, helping it to lave unhindered between Estelle's rear.

The second worm, coiled still at the base of her cock shifted and danced at the quiver it elicited before. It's suction head latched on to the side the shaft and would pull at the skin, though unsatisfied would pull again before leaving a slightly circular marked bit of skin as it rolled around again before latching on once more to pull. It's tail stretched out as it felt a lift to the balls, tightening it's appendage to bisect the scrotum lightly, messaging the soft skin before wrapping once more at it's base.

The worm at Estelle's head celebrated it's victory over the others with a colorful display of pulses and lights just under the surface of it's skin. It remained continued a light, pleasant thrum of electricity as it began to pull at the slit, greedy for more of the poor girls dew. It's body flattened with each sucking pull, using the force of it's full body, small though it was, to pull more and more of the substance into itself.

 

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What had started as a minor annoyance equivalent to picking up a stone in ones footwear had taken not only a more worrying turn but a slightly surreal and bizarre one along with it. The worm like being that had slipped between her legs and crawled farther back now slipped fully between her buttocks before her hands could reach back to arrest it's progress further. The tingling sensation bathing the wrinkled pink star between her buttocks with it's slippery secretions apparently allowed it to push inside without hindrance, causing a gasp of surprise more than pain as she wondered what it could possibly be looking for.

The other one at the base of her cock seemed to not know what to do as she gingerly tried to pull it free only to send nearly white hot sparks pulsing through her already aching shaft before she thought better of it, hands once more digging through her pack for something, anything that might help. It sucked on the side of her shaft, pulling at the now taut, soft skin before it bisected her scrotum as if searching for something before returning to fully wrap around the base. If it had just been these two worm like critters she'd have been plenty worried already but the third one was the one she was currently most worried about.

It pulsed with multi-coloured light just under the surface of it's partly translucent flesh but it was pulling, sucking firmly on the pulsating head of her cock pulling any and all drops of dewy arousal through the slit and into it's body. For such a small thing the sucking power it possessed was making it difficult to think clearly as it pulled back and sunk down again and again with it's slippery maw over the crown of her penis until in less than a minute her body was trembling with unwanted stimulation, her breathing growing ever more laboured under the three pronged worm assault.

 

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Wriggling, unhindered, the first worm slipping within the warm cocoon of Estelle’s ass where it began to ball up into a little knot. Its body inflated, thickening as it began to roll forward within the warmth. Its body lit down along it’s spine, just like the other had done, only within the darkness, no light could be seen, only the light vibrations through the thin translucent skin could be felt against the prostrate as the worm continued to shift and roll.

The second worm had given up it’s position at the base of Estelle’s cock, as it climbed up along the taught aroused shaft. It was called towards the other, not by noise, but rather by the light display, its own lights flashing more reds, warning the victor of it’s incoming progress. It had every intention of knocking the third worm from its perch, high upon the cock.

Great long sucking draws would pull upon the shaft, work from suctioning head back towards the tail. As the first drops of Estelle’s dew was pulled deep within the worm a strange scent would begin to fill the air, something not quite rose, with something not quite frankincense. It clearly wafted from the worm as it continued its rainbow light display. Its suction head would gape even larger, trying to secure its place upon the crown as it secreted even more of the frothing foam to try and slip up it’s advisory.

The soft earthy soil underneath Estelle would tremble, in yet what might have been another trembling earthquake, but the sound was quickly followed by a piercing horn like call, and then again and again before a rumbling thunder that vibrated the tree against her back.

The vibrations through the ground and through Estelle, more than the sound of the call, as the worms had no ears and were deaf, had escalated the aggressive movements of the second worm. It’s red color blinked warning as it wrapped itself around the worm at Estelle’s head and wiggled and shocked at the worm, trying to loosen it’s hold of the crown, as its own suction head would fight for purchase around the crown of Estelle’s penis.

 

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As that worm slipped deeper inside her ass the way it began to move and act within her caused her legs to buckle when it focused it's attentions on that one place she was hoping it wouldn't. It pressed and shifted against the tender spot of her prostate, that strange electric tingle pushing directly into her core making it pulse and throb along with her equally tormented shaft as she slumped to the ground, her legs no longer able to support her weight.

Her sense of touch could no longer distinguish between the two worms at opposite ends of her cock, their movements feeling like one to her tingling erection which only seemed to grow ever more intense with what the one perched atop her shaft was doing. It was pulling every drop of dew up along her shaft and into itself, pure, silky wet flesh scrubbed up and down over her crown causing her eyes to nearly roll back her toes curling in the latex suit unaware of the small battle taking place for dominance between the two about her shaft.

Her mind was too entranced, too fogged by the pleasure welling in her penis to feel the ground was trembling beneath her as the spar around the head of her cock nearly drove her into a climax as the two shocked and fought at each other around that most sensitive crown of her shaft. Which at this point was practically drooling all over the place. Her ears soon filled with her own desperate panting as she could no longer concentrate enough to remove them.

 

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Nestled warm and contented within the embracing canal of Estelle’s rectum. It maintained it’s humming vibration as it swirled in it’s knotting ball, shifting to face head first to the outer world. It had no brain to think or feel, only that drive to reproduce. It sent out one more light tingling shock into Estelle before flattening and becoming still, almost small enough to completely ignore and forget about.

At the other end of Estelle’s predicament were the warring warms. The first, now dripping a with that odd fragrant scent, had grown fat, several times the size it had been before. It was finding it difficult to wriggle at all any longer and was slowing in it’s movements. The colors too had begun to flash in slower successions of lavender and blue.

The second worm had not slowed at all however, and it’s red flashing and more powerful shocking bursts would quickly dislodge the first engorged worm. It would fall to the ground where it burst into what seemed like droplets of creamy dew, but as each glob of dew hit the ground it would scatter away like spiders before drilling into the earthy soil.

The second worm took up dominance just as the first had done, opening it’s suctioning mouth, slipping the slime covered maw around the crown of Estelle’s head as it shifted it’s light display from warning red, to the colorful light display as the other had done. It flashed, hypnotic, vibrating as the one deep below was, only now it had nothing to fight. The zing of electricity began to cease but the sucking didn’t, pulling with all the force of it’s little body could manage.

The grounds rumbling continued, in a steady thunder, as steady as a train, or more accurately, falling like the beating of hooves upon the ground. It grew louder, now shaking the very tree that Estelle had fallen against. This time when the trumpet like deafening call came again, it pierced the air.

 

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Estelle was struggling to concentrate at all, to focus enough to force her body to do anything she wanted it to as her mind became wrapped in a fiery haze of pleasure that seemed to obliterate any meaningful conscious thought. The one that had wriggled it's way into her rump pulsed and vibrated against her prostate in a way that had that gland throbbing at the attention, echoing the pulsing thud of blood in her erection which had it's own predicament to deal with.

Her muscles refused to co-operate, her legs felt like jelly as her attempts to stand proved useless each determined suckle from the annelid assailant wrapped around the head of her shaft sent a near paralysing lance of pleasure through her senses. Through the haze of rapturous torment the cognizant part of her mind realised the first worm like critter had grown so fat that it fell from her shaft all but splattering onto the ground, and more disturbingly the pieces came to life and burrowed their way into the soil. The second one took it's place with little pause and the brief moment of reprieve it afforded her still didn't give her time to prepare for the sensation.

A suckling slimy maw engulfed the sensitive crown of her cock and whilst it wasn't so determined to use it's electric buzzing to get what it wanted it's firm suckling and pulling was more than up to the task. The rumbling of the ground was growing closer and closer as though some vast herd of something were arriving but they would be arriving just as Estelle's penis gave in. Her eyes tipped back her mouth opened with a desperate half uttered curse as that all too familiar tingling pleasure went over her tolerance. Her shaft tensed, her balls drew tight, toes curling as she quivered from head to foot in a desperate forced release. The intensity of her orgasm felt like the universe ending as her shaft flexed over and over, the creamy load within folding up over itself, crawling along her cock until it gushed forth into the worms suckling maw. Again. Again. And again, she lost count as it passed six, her vision blurred as her existence shrunk to nothing but her trembling, cumming cock.

 

[Xinavee]

Thunder stopped just as it had become deafening, and the trees began to shimmy and creek as though a great wind had picked up the storm, only there was no wind to be felt upon the skin. Just the earth trembling as roots beneath the soils surface were tested. The hush of leaves shaking upon the branches covered the creaking groans of wood and vines tightening until the loud SNAP of a young tree gave way under the strength of vine that strangled it.

No, not just a vine. A group of vines? A clawing arm of vines that stretched from one tree to the other and at it’s apex was a ferocious face. The broken tree was tossed aside like tinder as the dark mass of vines crawled forward on it’s many limbs, drawn towards this point by the scent wafted in the air by the first, and now the second of the worms.

The beast was massive with most of it’s vining limbs the color of ebony, though others were pale green or even red in color. Powerful hind limbs had helped create the sound of the thundering “hooves” where two powerful clawed arms reached forward to squeeze into the grove of trees. A mass of tangles created a long predatorial body, ten foot tall at it’s shoulder and a menacing face with needling thorn teeth and burning ember eyes.

Thin hair like green vines would wrap around the jelly like legs of Estelle just at the point where she hit her climax. Snake like fingers rushing up over ankles and calves, gripping tighter as the vines splayed her thighs and tugged her along the ground as it pulled her closer to the mouth of the beast. More vines sprung from the back of the thing, red and sticky with a sap like sweetness. These would loop and loop again about Estelles torso and arms before lifting her up as though she were a rag doll as she quivered still in aftershocks.

The second worm had filled to capacity, its heavy body dangling now, so full it weighed heavily dangling from the tip of Estelle’s spent cock, sucking still, now to keep from falling than to feed. Alas, it could not hold for long as the Vined beast lifted Estelle into the air the worm would fall like a glistening tear towards the ground. SNAP. SNAP. The vined beast snatched the falling worm as it was falling, into the massive needled mouth. A few spider like droplets would race along the beasts jaw where the rest were swallowed whole.

Still held aloft, the vined beast would shove it’s face into the ground burrowing about like a hog looking for grubs and roots as it hunted the other spider like creatures that had burrowed into the ground.