Drip

With a gasp, you awaken on the ground of a place that seems to spin around you. A blurry, white light shines ahead of you, casting eerie shadows across the stone floor. Somewhere far away, it sounds like someone is screaming.

And then it stops.

Though your eyes still struggle to focus behind tangled strands of your wet hair, and though this place yet seems to spin, it place feels familiar, somehow. Like you've studied it, or been in it before. But something about it is... Off.

It is humid but cold, made cooler still by a cool draft that blows over you, filling your nostrils with a heavy, saccharine scent.

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You shiver, feel your skin tingle in response to the draft, as though it's exposed. Tilting your chin to your chest, your heart jumps in response to your soaked, tattered shirt, and your bare right breast; the nipple erect in the cold.

Your breast is glossy with an opaque, faintly green substance that drips onto it from the darkness above. The liquid trickles down the inner curve of your breast, down your naked abdomen, and lower, past the torn scraps of your shorts and panties. It beads at your reddened sex before falling away.

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Panicking now, you try to move - and cannot. Your wrists and ankles are fastened to the wall by a hard, green substance that glistens in the light like glass, leaving you spread eagle against a rough stone wall.

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And then another sound from  the dark directly in front of you; a wet and thick cracking. The sound intensifies and seems to get closer, before it suddenly... Stops.

Drip

In the light, something like a spider or a large, fleshy, human hand skitters amongst the shadows; a massive, spider-like hand as big as your head, with a snakelike, flesh-colored tail as long as your arm.

Chitinous nails tip each long 'finger', and the cavern fills with a soft clack as the creature skitters along the stone floor

The creature disappears into the dark as quickly as it appeared, and in the terrible silence, you try to see where it went.

The source of the white light comes in to focus now: your flashlight. Illuminating countless, fleshy, oval structures that appear to be anchored by roots to the cavern floor in front of you.

One of them has been opened, with four petal-like appendages drooping lifelessly at its sides, as though something has escaped from within.

And then, from the dark, a spider -like hand reaches for your face, its long bony fingers spread wide and clasping around your head. In the palm of a hand, a hollow, fleshy, penis-like shaft, angled straight for your instinctively gasping mouth.

And before you have a chance to clench your jaw shut, the appendage is snaking its way into your throat as the the fingers close around your head. Something wraps tightly around your neck, and then again, and again, and the hand begins to throb at your face.

The world begins to blur as you panic and fight for air, and it feels like you're suffocating and drowning at once. A thick, spongy mass fills your throat, then your esophagus, as something passes through the appendage reaching for your stomach. And then, just before consciousness fades, you hear the gross cracking sound again; you feel something clamp around your hips; feel something penetrate your womanhood...

And then you wake up, dripping from your mouth, with a pool between your thighs, surrounded by alien eggs that begin to quiver and open...

Not huge on snuff, though I'll play it for the right girl. Instead, I'm looking for a submissive girl with an intense breeding kink - a girl who's not afraid to describe giving vaginal birth to a terrifying, hybrid super predator. The sort of girl who would hate a fate such as this... Which is why she's so terribly turned on by it.