
Suspended in a web of glistening slime, Sydney hung limp, her skin glazed with sweat and mucus. The tentacle creature had spent hours readying her for its offspring. The slime soaked her completely, sinking into her skin, keeping her moist and trembling.
The mother creature had forced the young girl’s holes full of viscous semen, stuffing her until it spilled past her lips in slow, sticky streams, dribbling down her legs. An offering carefully seasoned for her larva’s first meal.