Yoko's Unfateful Adventure

The group had made their way to through the underground base and had manage to find out how they we're going to escape Raccoon city, using one of Umbrella's trains. Kevin, an officer of R.C.P.D, had pretty much taken it upon himself to lead the group. Though David, a strong silent type of a plumber, didn't seem to ecstatic about the idea of Kevin leading, went along with the idea anyway. Yoko was just glad to have both David and Kevin with her.

After a little weeding to get rid of plant matter so they could climb a ladder, the group stopped to plan ahead. "We stick together, from now on okay?" he said. "Back in the vents, we had no choice, I understand-" Kevin added when David made a small grunt. "-but now we can't separate. Understood?"

David and Yoko nodded.

David climbed the ladder first, Yoko following, then Kevin. The order changed once they had to climb another ladder. David noticed the door and headed to it, Kevin hurrying up to play leader again. They entered a hall way with a small vent hole on the ground. Kevin got on his hands and knees and crawled into it.

"Come on, guys!" he beckoned.

David went next, and Yoko was about to do the same when something lashed out at her. She jumped back, and looked up. A licker had crawled into the room through another vent. It lashed again, not letting Yoko go any further. Yoko turned and left the room. She decided to go on wards.

She continued wandering the freezing corridors of the underground base. She suddenly felt something yank down, falling face first on the icey floor. The sting of her nose hitting the surface was so painful she didn't realize something had wrapped itself around her ankle firmly and began to drag her towards an open vent which it had emerged from.

Once in the vent, it relaxed and slid inside the leg of her jeans, swirling slowly around her leg. Yoko tried not to make any quick movement's in fear that it might start pulling her deeper in the vents. She looked down the vent to see what exactly had grabbed her. Two long and thin tentacles moved in a snake like manner towards her. She looked up and saw a grilled opening in the vent. Carefully she slid towards the vent and reached in her backpack.

At this point the tentacle had gently made it's way up her knee, wrapping itself around her thiegh. She felt the knob of the tentacle had been leaving a sticky trail once it had reached her knee, and had slowed a little.

She hurried and took out a small pipe she had been keeping as a weapon. She bashed on the grill until the bolts snapped off and the grill dropped. She let go of the pipe, and pulled herself through the hole, letting herself drop down into the unknown.

She went through the vent but did not drop the ground. The tentacle had quickly tightened itself around her leg. She hung upside down in the room, her other leg dangling. All the contents of her bag dropped out, hitting the floor producing a loud rude sound. If there was any zombies in the room, they would had heard for sure.

There was nothing but a computer light lighting the door. She tried to kick at the tentacle, to get it to drop her, looking up at it as she did. That's when she felt something trace her spine. She shuddered and tried to grab it, put something had shot out at her wrist, wrapping and pulling it away from it's other tentacle.

The tentacle tracing her spine made it's way down her shirt and pulled at it. Soon she felt tentacles from every direction, entering her shirt and tearing at it. Soon it laid in shreds on the floor. The cold air washed over her chest. She felt her nipples tightening even more than they had when she had been laying inside the vent. The small bulbs rose through the thin fabric that was left of her bra. She tried to make another move with her free hand but the tentacle soon seized that one. The two tentacles pulled towards the source making her back arch awkwardly. Her hands stretched towards something that had been growing in the vent. It resembled the plant that had covered the ladder. She had been so terrified, staring at the thing she barely noticed the second tentacle from the vent she had dropped from, wrapping itself around her other leg,

She started jerking herself around, when she realized the mutant had bonded her every limp, leaving her suspended. She stopped when she realized she was face to face with another tentacle. The knob stared at her, then split into four, revealing a mouth full of slime and suction cups. She screamed and it snapped at her mouth, covering it. She tried to close it, to keep the salty, bitter fluids from entering her mouth, but the suction cups had already grabbed hold of her mouth, and closing it had become painful.

Two more tentacles wrapped there selves around her knees and pried her legs apart. She felt more tentacles exploring the inside of her jeans. She writhed, trying to get them out. One had made it's way down her back and over the pants and had begun rubbing her crotch though her jeans. She closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheek. She had never felt so molested in her entire life.

The tentacle rubbing her crotch stopped and opened, just as the one on her mouth did. It began to suck at her crotch, right over her labia. She felt the same liquid that had been oozing in her mouth, seep through her jeans and panties.

The other tentacles began tearing at her pants, leaving her with nothing but a trashy pair of pants that we're barely being held together by a thin piece of fabric. The tentacle that had been sucking on her crotch tore the rest of the fabric away.

Yoko felt the tentacles throbbing around her legs and arms. Even the one attached to her mouth seemed to be throbbing into a large state. She watched as a larger tentacle made it's way around her. She felt it slide up and down between her butt cheeks, pushing deeper between them, until it found an orifice. It stopped at the opening of Yoko's anus, pushing slowly at it's opening. Yoko shudder in pain as it entered her rectum.

She felt it open as the other did infront of her, parting in quarters. This time the open tentacle didn't ooze liquid, it pumped it. She felt it, warm and thick, filling her ass. She twitched, trying to expel it but the head of tentacle had sealed it.

Another tentacle reached out from under her mimiced what the other tentacle had done between her butt cheeks. It brushed up and down her vulva, flicking her clitoris as it reach it. Yoko writhed, and twitched as it did. It continued this until her labia and vaginal muscles we're throbbing swollen and juiced began dripping from her. It then made it's way to the opening and slide into her, pushing it's way through. Yoko scream's were muffled through the tentacle that was attached to her mouth, still oozing fluids.

The tentacle throbbed and retreated, but entered again. It continued this pattern, throbbing bigger with each penetration. The larger it became the more uncomfortable it became for her ass to hold all the liquids the other tentacle was pumping.

To be continued in Chapter 2.