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Sarah and Jennifer laid in their cell. It was bright from light emanating from tiny holes in the wall, and through the wall material itself, and the scent of sugar was permanent. The floor, ceiling and walls were undistinguishable from each other, felt and looked like paper, but they were certainly solid enough to keep the women within. They had walked up to the giant wasp hive carefully and stating their peaceful intent, expecting to use their skills as diplomats to rescue a local villager called Alice from the up-till-then peaceful creatures that dragged her in three days ago. The creatures wordlessly swarmed around them, hundreds of creatures with five foot long bodies and skeletal black legs, and pulled both women into their hole. They both felt single wasps leaping onto their backs , and graze them with stinger, and neither felt or sensed anything else just seconds later and for an inestimable time since. They woke up at the same time, merely with the feeling of having a wonderful nights' sleep, in this little room. But Sarah had been stripped of every stitch of clothing. Upon waking and until now she pressed herself against the walls worrying about this, feeling the soft fibrous warm surface on her bare legs and bottom as she covered herself with her hands. Nakedness was sometimes a requirement amongst diplomats that needed to mix with intelligent animals, so she didn't feel quite as embarrassed as she used to at this state. But this didn't explain why Jennifer, sat down cross-legged, had kept all her clothes on. Her friend felt her conscience biting. Jennifer wouldn't let Sarah have any of her clothes as replacements, not even her stockings to wrap around the poor girl's exposed crotch. It hurt her, but it was obvious to both girls that she wanted Sarah to remain a more obvious target for… whatever. Sarah, frantic, had tried to escape through a hole in the wall, three foot up and just wide enough for a sleek little wasp body to crawl through, or a captive human to be slipped in, or for that matter slip back out. But all she needed to do was look into it and see an utterly alien wasp head peer back at her from the other side of the waxy tunnel, and she would back away with sullen horror. She sat down quickly, trying to cover as much of her peachy flesh with her own limbs as she could. Then she leapt up again.

"I felt the floor groping me!" she squealed. Jennifer looked up, startled.

"I've been feeling it for a while. It's only vibrations…" she replied, looking down. It did feel like te sensations were increasing. She slowly got up, but before her butt had been taken away, the sensations doubled, and became very pleasant. Sarah pulled herself against the wall, her whole body flushed white.

Jennifer opened her legs a little wider, placing the soles of her feet together, and she started to hum. as if preoccupied, smiling gently.

"J, Jennifer? Murmured Sarah. Sarah breathed shallowly as she felt the soothing sensations become arousing. She pressed her crotch down on the waxy floor, which seemed to be softer here, and moulded around her butt a little, making her incredibly comfortable. She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure increase, pulling her dress from under her, so her bottom cheeks and thighs were unshielded from the surface, save her panties. She felt some sort of shape emerge from the floor, around her crotch but the sensation was too delicious to move. She thankfully forgot her cruelty towards Sarah and just enjoyed the sensations.

"Jenny! The floor around you is moving!" she heard. Jennifer opened her eyes, and looked down. The floor was warping and rippling! A great greenish shadow was directly under her, as if something was swimming under the floor. Suddenly something pulled it's way out of the ground and gripped the fabric of Jennifer's panties. She felt them get shifted aside, then it rippled it's way into her exposed slit. Jennifer screamed as she felt herself get opened, and she pulled herself upwards. She barely got into a kneel before the thing rooted in her vagina went taut, what felt like roots within her tugging at the folds and muscles inside her slit. She lifted her skirt and looked with horror at the thick, fleshy coloured, ribbed tentacle coming from an oriface in the ground and buried inside her body, moving gently against her pubic hair. Sarah pulled away to the furthest corner, repulsed, and tried to burrow into it with her back. Three new tentacles erupted around Jennifer, one fixing suckers on her skirt, ripping away the front, the others wrapping around her shoes, sucking onto them and pulling them away. Jennifer felt herself pulled back to ground, as the tentacle forced itself further into her with shuddering heaves, burrowing through her passages until it opened her cervix and slowly prized it open. She screamed with defilement, and thrashed as the thing invaded her womb and fed roots into it to remain fixed against the walls. The other tentacles groped her in their attempts to shred away her clothes. The tips, like toothless mouths, oozed a clear liquid that started to disintegrate the fabric, making it ooze off her like the slime. At her crotch she felt the tentacle pumping a mouthful of fluid, inflating her vaginal walls until it erupted into her womb, which she grasped with her hands, crying to Sarah. Her friend paced forwards uncertainly, then stopped and backed away from the tentacles. Jennifer felt another burst of liquids, and a third, with the regularity and sound of a heartbeat, that thumped through her naked body. Her womb expanded in slow spurts, and she looked down upon a swelling belly. She rubbed herself, arced her fingers over the increasingly rounded dome, grasped the thrumming tentacle and tried to pull it free of her wide-open vagina as her tummy started to ache with the strain. Her tears splashed onto her breasts, her inverted belly button slowly popped out. Then the thumping blow slowed, stopped, reversed and she felt the thick liquids pouring back out of her, fast. She smiled slightly, and clutched her legs tightly closed to the incredible feeling of rushing liquids. Her belly slowly deflated, sore and covered in red stretchmarks Then suddenly it was filled again, in one hard pulse that made Jennifer scream with shock and a little pain. Her belly was fuller still, worse than the most gross pregnancy, then her womb was sucked empty again., and her stomach was covered in wrinkles and deep ruddy red complexion. The woman wailed and held herself as the rushing liquids pumped back in and out of her with regularity , making her squeeze the tentacle at her crotch and experience shrieking orgasm. Her belly was now inflating and deflating quick as a heartbeat. The liquids increased every time, and now she felt them slip through her stretched womb and into her belly, and around her organs.

"Oh… What's it doing to me!" she managed to scream through pleasure, horror and the changes. Her chest started to bulge and shrink as well, then so did her breasts. Her veins and arteries bulged and became greyish green when she was full, then dwindled and almost dissapeared when she was emptied. Soon her whole body was filling with the pumping liquids. Her mouth filled with it, she started to cry green tears, her teets weeped thick greyish green slime down her thick-veined breasts. With each heartbeat pump, her body pulsed and shuddered. Then the heartbeat stopped, and Jennifer was sure so did hers. She looked down at herself during this sudden ceasing, and with trembling fingers stroked a big, full, rounded belly, then huge, ponderous breasts. Her whole body had a greenish tinge to it, particularly in her thick veins. She shakily tried to get off her buttocks to her knees, but the tentacles snaked around her feet and caressed her slowly, clamping her down. Her fingers reaches herhips, then up to her sides.

"I can't feel any bones! My whole body is soft! I feel like a slug…" she wept. Her heart wasn't beating, she felt an utter stillness that can only be experienced by someone who can no longer feel their heart beating. She pressed her hands together, and shrieked as the fingers bent bonelessly, and even her knuckles had the fleshy consistency of her breasts. Sarah looked at Jennifer's face and squirmed with repugnance, looking at the lack of teeth and green saliva wetting her gums. Then her friend gasped horribly as she felt the suction start anew. Each heartbeat pulled free the liquids in her body, in it's regular, strong thumps. Her bulging belly became normal, then oddly thin, and continued to contract. She screamed and watched her flesh, now like pulp, getting sucked out. Her breasts shrank quickly and deflated, eventually becoming loose, dangling flaps of veined skin. She could feel the mammary fat pouring out, down into her belly and away into the tube. She pressed and fondled the empty things and felt the last drops of flesh drip out of the swollen teets and onto her palm. Deep under the room, through what Sarah realised was a translucent skin covering clear liquid, the dark shadow was gone but now a cloud of red and green swirled out and expanded. Jennifer felt an orgasm roll over her as arms and legs started to flatten, and she lost control of them until they became limp as rope. Her maddened scream became softer and died, and she looked despairingly at Sarah before her head lolled forwards, and she closed her eyes and mouth. She could feel her head empty slowly of blood, bone and brain matter! Sarah watched the womans' head deflate, become withered and wrinkled, then almost flat. Her torso and belly, the only remotely human things, shrivelled up and emptied. The tentacle shuddered as it moved about visibly inside the flaccid skin. Then it pulled itself free, discarding something that was once her friend but now looked like a deflated sex doll or shed snake skin. All the tentacles sank back into the skin and Sarah fell to the floor next to the... corpse? The cloud under her hands and knees billowed.

Jennifer looked up from the cloud of her own pulped flesh. She could feel her whole body swirling through random currents, then slowly start to pull together. She was now looking out from a head, shaped of a syrupy substance. Underneath, she grew a torso and two ponderous breasts, then hips, legs and arms. She seemed to be forming back together again! She looked at her new fingers shaping themselves, her flesh turning from red to her normal ruddy pink, felt a chasm open up in her chest to form her lungs. Even strands of hair cascaded down from her head, formed from the cloud that was rejoining her. She pressed her skin, giggling, then recoiled with new shock as her fingers merged seamlessly with her breast flesh, until she pulled them back out. Past her swam what looked astonishingly like a bird, it's form rippling slightly as it slid through the pulpy atmosphere with it's wings outstretched. In the liquid-hazed distance was what looked heartbreakingly like another girl, naked as well. But she had cow-like udders and cloven hands and feet, and two long green lizards tails. The more she looked, the more subtle animal features she could see on the creature, which smiled oddly, flicked a horrid long tongue and swam away in a graceful flurry of limbs. There were other… things here, chilling amalgamations of creatures jennifer had presumed suffered the same fate as she. She imagined horses, bears, birds, being sucked clear of their skins and being pulled inside. She swam upwards quickly, towards the skin. Sarah was above it, and the once-human pressed tight against the seal in an effort to touch her body. She smiled with delight as her arm stretched up, and managed to pull through the barrier. But it appeared in the air as a long tentacle, and Sarah screamed and retreated to the wall frantically. Jennifer wept, though her tears dissolved into the liquid. Then, in what felt like a miracle, she saw Sarah crawl tentatively forwards and touch, then warmly hold the tentacle. She said something, but Jennifer could hear and feel only vibrations.

Then she felt a huge shape under her, and suddenly two great, green claws caught her and pulled her against a great underbelly. Her tentacle shrank back and reformed into a hand. She swivelled her head round and looked at a snakelike creature, his fleshy length several meters long. He had clawlike hands capable of gripping her whole chest, but instead of legs he had many tails, that resembled a squids lower half. He was covered with deep green scales which lightened on his underbelly, against which Jennifer was pressed.

'Get off me!' She screamed. Or rather, her mouth opened and her lungs compressed, but the liquid was no medium for sound. Her thoughts were the only thing to leave her. She looked up at Sarah's look of concern and fright. The tips of the reptiles' fingers merged into her buttocks, and she could feel them moving inside her.

'I don't wish to', said the creature, his answering thoughts clear as if Jennifer's own mind had generated them. He smiled widely with his long, very reptilian mouth. Out slipped a tongue that was mostly a snake, it's own mouth opening and slipping free a tongue.

'I was a dragon before I landed on the wasps nest.'

'You were a dragon!?'

'Actually, I was a dragon and many smaller creatures as well, before they all became a part of me. Now you and I are flesh for the wasps. You will feel their mouthparts stick through the walls and suck away parts of you. We are the consistency of soup, which is apt as we are their food. And your thoughts are useful to the Hive Mind. You and I are both part of the same creature now, we are both in the belly of the hive, swimming in it's digestive juices.'

'Could you help me escape?'

'I could. But I brought you into here. You won't be able to live out there now, beautiful creature, you are just a pool of nutrients.shaped by your mind. And I want to taste your mind and body myself…' It… he… curled under her back like a hammock and forced her legs apart with liquid currents. Jennifer mouthed another scream as between her legs his underbelly parted in three places, and he grew three massive phalluses, red and like lizard tongues, each one far too large for her own vagina, each one ending in a wide, flower-like opening of ribbed flaps. He gripped her tight, kept her perched atop his underbelly, and lay horizontal so Sarah above could see from the world of air.

'Is she a friend of yours? She looks concerned about you. Afraid for you.'

'Y, yes she is!'

'Good, it's important that she knows what will happen to you…' He bucked his hips up slowly and Jennifer's slit was opened around the middle shaft. She wailed silently as the monstrous organ punched it's vivid redness in, it's sides slowly merging with her crotch. The monster vibrated his pleasure like a frantic purring, and thrust his second and third phalluses into her belly, which absorbed them and bulged with the extra flesh. He humped her quickly, stretching and warping her lower body like dough, and Jennifer mouthed pleas for help from Sarah. The human looked down and saw the victim's back melt into the monster's. His scales swam in her flesh, then started to multiply and infest her bare pink skin, joining in the centre until her stomach looked like an unusual bump underbelly. Her whole body started to sink into his chest as if she was drowning in him. Rebecca could feel his juices run through her back, even worse, pump from his dreadful penises, the liquids of many reptiles mixing with her own, corrupting her. She could barely comprehend the full horror of becoming a part of him . But his semi-solid shafts pulled in and out of her, giving massive, appauling pleasure. She wriggled futilely in his chest, until her torso, belly and waist became almost indistinguishable from his scaly underbelly save her own feminine curves, just visible amongst his muscles. Her breasts remained proudly bulging out from her integrated chest, but they too were covered by his scales. Her vagina and hips became swollen and grew, and fitted his penises until finally becoming permanent sheaths to hold his penii. He took her arms and legs and pressed them against his sides until they too became mired in his body, then sank without trace into it. She looked with revulsion at herself, at the expanse of scaly underbelly she had become, then felt the sensuous, monstrous presence of the reptile filling her head, transforming it into the head of an iguana. Jennifer felt every inch of her become defiled, and sensed his body as the most utterly comfortable thing she had ever felt. He hissed softly, stroked her chin and belly gently, still thrusting his hips hard, until he shuddered. His mind slowly merged with hers, and she sensed him plunging into her memories and laying everything bare, casually learning everything she knew about herself, and more besides. She shuddered briefly and relaxed completely within him - there was nothing left of her to be raped; everything had happened to her. As her consciousness faded, and she felt utterly blissful sleep encroach, the reptile conglomeration grinned towards Sarah in a way that made her back away to the walls once more, then he slipped into the paper-coloured murkiness, the fleshy hell, with the flick of many tails.