Re: Alyssa (Tiffanian)
Alyssa felt the warm slime shoot up her arm, almost as if it were going to pull her in, but it just sat there for a few seconds before tentacles wrapped around her, one of them forcing its way into her mouth as it jerked her away from Mary and into the chest, closing with a bang. She felt strangely comfortable as the tentacles slowly immersed her in the warm slime, and it began to slosh around her as more tentacles slowly made their way up to her from the depths of the impossibly large chest. The one in her mouth had extracted itself, perhaps in the hope that she would beg it for mercy. If so, it would be sorely disappointed, because mercy wasn't really what she wanted in this case. She began to moan as dozens of tentacles began to rub themselves against her body, the slime oozing itself into most of her orifices. The tentacles seemed to massage her body for an eternity, but neglected her pussy, and she whimpered with need as her juices swirled out into the slime. The tentacle that had been in her mouth came very close to her, almost as if it was taunting her... Damn little bastard, so that's his game she thought, realizing that the mimic was going to make her beg it to make her cum. Of course, she still had some small shred of pride, so she resolved to hold out as long as she could, trying her best to stifle any noise she might make. Of course, it didn't take long before couldn't stand it, and she whimpered as she called out to the mimic Please... please let me cum! One of the tentacles moved up from its place caressing her thighs to carefully tease her folds, frustrating her as she bucked her hips desperately. Finally it began to gently rub at her swollen clit, quickly sending her over the edge in an intense orgasm.
The tentacles took that moment to force themselves into her, two of them slowly pushing their way into her cunt, aided by the slime that was now lining her walls. They began to thrust immediately in unison as her muscles contracted around them still in the throes of orgasm. Two more tentacles entered her mouth, these thankfully alternating their thrusts so as not to suffocate her as they crammed themselves down her throat. Another set began to rub at her asshole, gently working themselves in along with the slime and thrusting gently in unison. Even as Alyssa came down from her high, she moaned lewdly around the tentacles pumping themselves into her throat. She loved the sensation of being filled so fully, and felt her pleasure quickly build as the other tentacles continued to massage nearly the entire length of her body. She felt herself convulse in a second orgasm, flailing her arms and legs wildly in the slime as she cried out, loudly but quite muffled.
The mimic started then to gently lift her out of the slime, and paused as it adjusted their position just below the lid of the chest. Alyssa panted as she waited eagerly for the thing to resume, and she soon got her wish. It began to thrust in unison into all three of her holes with increasing speed and intensity, and began to seek ever more outlets... It placed a tentacle between her ample breasts and used two more to press them together around it, thrusting vigorously. It also pressed a tentacle up against each of her hands, and another against her feet; she quickly took the hint and began to stroke them furiously, having a difficult time using her feet in that way at first, but getting the hang of it fairly quickly. The thing sped up its thrusts to an intense pace, seemingly desperate for its own release. She felt herself carried away by the pleasure of the experience as the mimic began to twitch and throb, and she barely noticed as the tentacles not directly involved lined up over her. She cried out as the thing came, its hot, sticky seed pouring down her throat and into her womb and bowels with some force, the feeling of being filled pushing her over the edge into another world-shattering orgasm. She felt the thing's cum spurt onto her from all angles, covering her almost completely in spunk as she thrashed.
When the two of them finally calmed down, the mimic placed her onto the floor of the now normal-sized chest and sank into its bottom, leaving Alyssa dripping cum and slime onto the chest. She laid there panting, barely conscious from the sheer force of her orgasm as she wiped the spunk off her face. Finally, she mustered up the strength to call out to Mary. Mary... Open the chest now, please.
