Book I: Boletaria Palace

Chapter 2: Phalanxed
(Multiple Penetration)(Tentacle/Goo)(Absorb)(Demon/Beast)

“Yeegh.. I won't be telling the Father about this..” She reared back and tippy-toed away from the portcullis where the three dreglings had slipped into a sweet, pleasurable death. She halted her steps to glance around. The room was rather unsettling. It was wide and very, very dark. The torches on each side of the long, darl hallway did not provide much light and the combined sounds or roaring torches seemed to mask the movement of something else. She could swear she heard something sliding around. “Just need to get out of heeereee..!” She spoke quietly to herself. Her slow, quiet footsteps finally lead her to what she would judge as the half-way point. She could finally see daylight. “Thank the creator!” She shouted – relieved and excited. What a mistake.

The slithering and sloshing she heard earlier was echoing again. “Uh-oh.. Time to go!” She took a step forward then another. As the second foot was about to land it was seemingly snagged on something. She heard it again - “Sssslissshhh” - and when she tried to tug her foot forward to run. Whatever had a hold of her seemed to be trying to envelope her sandaled foot. She managed to kick free of the sandal, sprinting as fast as she could in the snug robe, however each leg that pushed forward and arm that flailed out to try to grab daylight was webbed by some black goop. “SSSHLISHHSHSLISH!” The noise had grown violently loud. Her legs and arms were both restrained by a gooey, but rubbery black slime. It tugged her back until her pert rear and upper back smooshed against the body of the jiggling demonic slime – she was restrained. She squirm and fought to pull free, but that just seemed to make the process hasten – the demon goop was absorbing her into its inky, globular form. The touch of the slick, rubbery surface seemed to have side-effects. Dreariness – an almost intoxicated feeling. Within minutes of struggling she simply just blacked from the blobs 'poisonous' texture.

She had no idea how much time had passed. When she awoke she was suspended in mid-air in a red, circular room. The room was alive – swirling and moving about. Her wrists and ankles were bound to the ceiling and the floor respectively by black gooey restraints. She deduced that this 'room' was in fact the blob's insides. She didn't suffer any injury – or seem to be in poor shape other than being eaten by a demon. “Hmm.. Now how to get out of here..” Before any ingenious plan could be enacted she noticed some of the demon's gooey 'paws' swirling up her legs like vines which she responded to quickly kicking her legs, but kicks didn't work this time. The demon seemed enraged at the unwillingness of the teenage priestess – a deep growl from within before the gooey walls collapsed on her. She was still conscious this time, but surrounded by goop that restrained any movement like she was submerged in a gooey pool. The squirming of inky vines crawling up her legs could still be felt, particularly once they'd invaded the sanctuary beneath her robe. The vines smeared over every bit of flesh on the way up – as if examining her. Soon the tentacles made it to a skimpy pair of cotton panties. The tentacles were almost loving and seemed to know just what buttons to push. They wouldn't even invade the 'holy area' on this priestess – not yet. The main tentacles divided into smaller ones that gently massaged over the crotch of the panties – the cotton form snuggly fitting her crotch and ass, outlining her labia and curvy ass cheeks when it rode up between.

A single new vine would swirl around her right arm until it hooked over her collar and dipped down the neck of her robe. The rubbery tentacle thrust itself between the heavy tits – swollen and crammed together from not only the outfit, but the collapsed inside of the blob squeezing around her body. Once it made through the canal of tit-flesh it split in two and each vine wrapped around one of the near spherical mounds until they were wrapped completely around each tit, striping it, the very tips of the tentacles forming into little suction cup mouths, latching down upon the fat nipples to suck and slobber on them while the body of the vine squeezed and milked each entire tit. This was when things got out of hand.

“Augh.. F-Fuu~! - NGHN!” The whorish priestess moaned out, but once she did so the demon leapt at the opportunity. A phallic tentacle thrust itself into her opened mouth – it had no taste and was slick like wet rubber. She was turned on – excited. She accepted her fate – not questioning it once – it felt too good. Her cotton panties clung to her spoiled crotch – drenched. The wet material outlined her engorged labia perfectly and once the demon got its fill of her drooling gash it went further. The oral tentacle started thrusting against her cheeks and occasionally plunging down her throat – in and out- faster than she could gag. The ones constricting her breasts tightened and sucked on her even harder. Finally, the two tentacles down south slid to the sides of her panties and slid agonizingly slow up into the leg of them. The tentacles split directions there. One began immediately thrusting into her pussy – the tentacle angling itself so the black, rubbery material could fill and reach everywhere until it was invading her womb. The rubbery skin of the tentacle formed small buds that massaged everywhere it touched. She wanted to cry out with joy as her first orgasm flowed out as though she'd pissed herself. She could only send vibrations from her muffled moans – which seemed to feed the blob's desire. The second tentacle between her legs, lubed in the slut's own juices, would squirm against her tight back door. The pink rosebud would only give way for a slender bit to weasel in, which it did, flicking around like a snake tongue violating the lewd sanctuary – a place only the 'Father' had been.

Her body was squeezed and constricted. Her holes were probed and violated. Each time she came, which she did three times, the demon seemed to feed on the very fluid itself. It absorbed her release which seemed to make the tentacles violating her holes expand to widen the passages more. The tentacles never slacked, continuing their cum-hungry thrusts until finally a voice cracking, muffled moan greeted the fourth explosion of clear, hot honey from her pink nether region. It was with that the demon seemed to immediately grow tired of her. She was literally spit from the beasts body – flying through the air like a bird until nose diving into the daylight, sliding along stone after a 'thud.' “Ha..! Light..!” The used priestess was thrilled to finally see the light of day. Then her ecstasy was shattered when she heard to loud roars and two dragons flying by overhead, vomiting flames along the bridge. “Fuck.” She groaned with exasperation before passing out.