Mina rose from a cold, stone floor. Strange lights refracted from opalescent pools of liquid around her. She was bathed in greens and purples and shadowed blues. Rotting vines and oily sap covered the giant walls of what she now saw was the ruins of an ancient temple. Slowly, she moved one bare foot in front of the other; feeling the moss and slimy seaweed between her delicate toes.
She noticed that was dressed in antique clothing. She wore, what she thought anyway, was a lady's dress from the time of Australia's colonial period. Her top accented her large breasts perfectly and disappeared into a tight corset from which billowed a flowing white dress. She felt her hair to find it done up in two large braids and draped over her bare shoulder.
Mina felt an ache in her head, and remembered the fall. "So, I'm dreaming..." she thought. "This feels awfully real for a dream...". She wandered around the edge of a large pool full of churning black water. Dark wisps of gray smoke rose from its surface, seeming to whisper horrible things like the death rattles of the insane.
She tried to back away from the pool, but her smooth feet kept slipping on vines and rotten seaweed. It seemed like the floor was sinking in the middle, becoming a giant bowl with the pool in the center, the sides getting higher and higher. The shadows seemed to be getting deeper, and pool kept getting closer the more she ran. She tried to call out, but her words were ripped from her by a sudden wind that slammed into her back. Mina pitched forward, her white dress stained green and black on the oozing ground as she slid down toward the pit below...
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Her eyes fluttered open. She was on the oily floor of the holding cell hallway, sliding deeper toward the center of the boat. Arms reached out for her from each cell, running desperate fingers over her bare flesh, groping her heavy bosom, squeezing her flesh and tearing at her clothes; trying to catch her limp limbs as the ship pitched and yawed.
She felt a hand grab her ankle as she slid into the bars of a cell. She felt her now naked ass hit the cold bars, and something warm and wet slathering itself between her cheeks. Impossibly long; and against her asshole. It was slimy and far too thick to be a tongue. She felt the tip snake into her anus and fill her bowels. It slid in and out again and again, its warm length relentlessly entering her as desperate hands held her in place. The prisoner was fucking her ass hard and fast, his cellmate chomping at the bit to get his turn. Mina whimpered as it entered her over and over. The wild, grunting insanity behind her a jumble as his thick cock hammered into her again and again. "Wh..wha..." she barely formed in her mind as he came inside of her, only seconds later to be replaced by a new, desperate cock that slid into her now well stretched asshole...
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Back in her dream, she tried to scramble away, but it was if oily tendrils took her feet out from under her. She looked back over her bare shoulder to see that her legs were covered in pale grayish green ooze. Suddenly, a thick black vine shot out of the dark pool and wrapped around her ankle, pulling her suddenly down. She turned to see an impossible face. Tentacles hung from it, writhing beneath huge space alien eyes that glowed like burning lava. Behind the face she saw wiry long muscles on extremely long limbs as it slithered up the rocks over her kicking, flailing legs, its head disappearing under her dress. Her eyes went wide as it tentacles forced her thighs apart. Her head snapped back as she felt the foot long, slimy, twisting tongue slip into her virgin pussy and flip her hymen. It pulled back, her dress sliding over its horrendous face, and staring at it with her legs on each of its shoulders...it smiled.
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Her head throbbed. Something cold lay over her forehead. Her eyes slowly opened as she looked around... |