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Crawler surged forward, slamming his head into her. Like a spiked volleyball, she slammed hard into the ground.
Her skin turning red, then black, where the spittle had covered it. Flesh melted away to reveal muscle, then the acidic vomit began to eat away at that. She screamed, frantic, thrashing, oblivious to the flaming patches of ground that she was rolling into.
Crawler paced forward with an almost anticipatory slowness. She could make out his tongue, licking around his lips.
The heroes fighting paused for the briefest of moments in concern before Crawler shouted something, full of glee in his terrible inhuman voice.
"There's only one way to save her heroes, I have the neutralizing agent in my bodily fluids."
Everyone nearby seemed confused, Assault being the first to realize, dawning horror growing on his face. Soon however, all of the heroes understood his intentions however as his large, prehensile cock slide out of a sheathe on the bottom of his body. It's obscene length and girth hitting the ground with a heavy thud. Surely he couldn't, *wouldn't*, do something so horrible? However, one by one, they all once more realize that his entire motivation is to become hated enough that people put their all into killing him. He *would*.
Miss Militia was the first to act, she starts moving back to get back into combat, to stop this horrid beast. She shifts her weapon into a large rocket launcher but she is interrupted by Skitter visibly snapping out of her indecision and shouting.
"Wait! She'll die without it! The neutralizing agent!"
This caused another pause as it began to sink in that this situation went from heated combat to a hostage situation. Vista and Flechette are locked in mortified silence. No one seems to know what to do except Crawler, who's body was already positioning itself above Victoria's thrashing body. Tentacles coming off of his middle legs wrapped around Victoria's limbs, her strength unable to overcome the sheer muscle and bulk Crawler had, forcing her into stillness. Before anyone can decide to do anything, the thick tentacle between his legs wormed its way past Victoria's thighs, forcing itself into her.
Victoria screams so loud her voice cracks as the horrid intrusion stretches her to her bodies limit, feeling like she is about to tear apart. The pain hurts worse than even the acid from all of it being focused into somewhere so sensitive.
Crawler groans in satisfaction. "She's the best I've felt in *years*, you can feel that brute strength even down there."
Miss Militia hesitantly lowers her rocket launcher, the proximity is too close, she'd kill Victoria if she fires it here. Even if inwardly she considers that it may be a better fate. Weld wants to rush in but is hesitant to resume the fighting with Crawler actively inside of Victoria. Assault, with a disgusted scowl on his face, grits his teeth but shouts to the Protectorate members to focus on Mannequin, that the others can be ready to pull Victoria out of there as soon as Crawler backs off.
The adult heroes are hesitant to let him continue doing what he's doing but the force required to get him to stop would guarantee the young heroine's death. Quickly they rallied, recognizing a far easier target nearby.
Mannequin's expressionless face look at the heroes, then looks to Crawler, before shaking his head in almost palpable annoyance and beginning to run away.
The sounds of combat grow further away, with the only sounds remaining being the gurgling, agonizing screams of Victoria, muffled only slightly beneath the bulk of Crawler, who in turn is letting out bestial growls and groans as his fat cock slams into her over and over again.
Weld and Skitter both have their heads turn away from the sight, trembling in rage and helplessness respectively, Vista and Flechette have their eyes locked onto what's going on as if watching a train wreck.
Crawler was thoroughly enjoying himself, his tentacles wriggling all over Victoria's mostly nude body. They grope and rub all over her wherever there was skin, and penetrate her where there wasn't, the gruesome display seeming strangely intimate despite Victoria's bursts of yelling in agony as he caresses some of her organs.
His rumbling voice, notably less gleeful and more affectionate, spoke to his victim.
"You're so good at this... With how much you're squeezing down around me, you must really enjoy what I'm doing to you..."
She gurgles on her blood and saliva in response, her eyes glazed over and distant.
Crawler clicks his massive tongue. "Come now, don't get distracted."
Victoria's eyes refocus as she lets out an earsplitting scream, all of her still usable muscles clenching out of the pain. Crawler had grabbed one of her kidneys and started squeezing until she was fully conscious again.
A gravelly laugh, "That's more like it girlie, squeeze around me like that some more and we'll be done in no time."
The sound of wet slapping, sobbing yells for mercy, and stench of blood spread across the street as the nearby heroes are helpless to stop him.
The yells for mercy are suddenly cut off as another of Crawler's tentacles forces its way into Victoria's mouth, her throat instantly bulging outward from the large intrusion. Tears continue to roll down her cheeks as she gags to no avail, the relentless penetration snaking further and further inside her until it's possible to see it again through her open chest cavity and damaged stomach.
Another tentacle lines up with her ass and slides in, blood granting it easy passage. The meters of tentacle force their way through her insides, distending and bulging her core and raw muscle alongside the distortion being caused by Crawler's cock.
Crawler groans in satisfaction, "Keep that up girlie, your screams are vibrating on me, it feels great."
He continues grunting and thrusting with unrelenting force until something gives way, his penis tearing through something inside of her, suddenly becoming visible inside of her chest. Victoria convulses for a moment underneath him, choking again on the tentacle in her throat which is the only thing preventing another distressed wail coming from her.
Shudders of pleasure run through Crawlers body as he redoubles his efforts, thrusting faster and faster as his cock pushes aside her organs over and over again, bruising and damaging them as he uses her vital systems for his pleasure.
Crawler leans his head down to Victoria's ear and pants out, "I hope they can keep you alive, I hope they fix you right up and once you heal you realize you're pregnant with my child."
As he finishes his sentence, he finishes his gruesome rape, his tentacles and penis pulsing as one, rapidly pumping her full of cum, the milky fluid gushing out of holes in her body as liters pour into her. There is a loud sizzle as the cum audibly reacts with the acid that was melting Victoria, stopping it in its tracks. It also is thick enough that it stems her bleeding by simply coagulating over her wounds.
Despite everything, Crawler apparently did tell the truth about his acid.
Crawler slowly pulled out of Victoria, a wet plap as his now less rigid cock hits the ground. His tentacles pull from her other holes with wet sounding and obscene noises. The tentacles wrapped around her limbs release her, letting her hands and feet hit the ground with a soft thud. He laughs as he turns and see the young heroes still nearby, saying to them, "Hah! Well, feel free to have some sloppy seconds if you want."
Crawler begins to casually walk away because no one can bring themselves to fight after witnessing what they have just seen. As the full damage of Victoria is revealed by Crawler's bulk getting off of her, Flechette leans over, vomiting onto the ground.
Skitter, despite her apprehensions, steps forward to Victoria.
"Glory Girl..... you need to fly. We need to get you to help..."
Her eyes roll around her head for a moment before slowly facing the bug cape standing above her. The gaze seemed to be empty, as if the emotions had simply run out within her at some point during this experience.
Redoubling on her attempts to help the torn apart young woman Skitter shakily says, "You need to fly. We need to get you to help! Please, you have to fly Glory Girl."
Slowly the barely recognizable, slimy lump of flesh that was Victoria began to lift off the ground, the soft sound of small stones hitting the ground with a patter as they fell off where they were pressed into her back.
Skitter jumps into action immediately upon getting any response, she pulls Victoria ontop of her giant beetle and begins flying to the only help she knows.
Quickly she arrives where the her team was clearing a path through the edge of the area, their tight formation quickly becoming disarray as she lands with a deeply wounded Glory girl.
Glory Girl jolts with the landing, her flight sputtering out causing her to fall forward off the beetle. Some unknowable hunk of viscera coated white falls from her torso during the fall.
"Holy shit!" Regent says, as he sees the extent of the damage.
Amy goes as white as a sheet.
"Amy, heal her!"
Panacea looks at Skitter, horrified, "What... What happened?"
"Crawler spit on her, knocked out her forcefield then.... neutralized the poison. Fix her! Who knows how long she has left."
She staggers forward and reaches out toward Victoria.
Victoria notices her and tears begin trailing down Vicky's cheeks, silently weeping. She coughs and starts trembling, her body seemingly tearing itself apart with each movement.
"Please..." Victoria mumbles.
Amy pauses for a moment, before touching Victoria.
"Please just. Kill me. You can make it fast...." Victoria chokes out.
Amy freezes, simultaneously recognizing what her sister is full of through her power and processing what she just said.
Her power immediately begins its efforts to knit closed the damaged edges of her wounds, handling the worst parts first. While she works she turns to Skitter with a look of desperate fury on her face.
"You said Crawler neutralized the acid. How."
"He...." Skitter is visibly struggling to talk about the event even while dispensing most of her emotions into her jagged and agitated swarm.
"He said his... semen... could neutralize his acid. So he.. utilized it."
Tears began streaming down Amy's face, the emotions visible on her face indiscernable to all present except Lisa.
"You need to fix what you did to her. You did basically the same thing."
Amy looks like shes punched in the gut when she registers the statement, her previous emotions vanishing instantly. She faces Lisa with despair clearly etched across her face now. She looks back to Victoria's defiled body beneath her hands, where she is having to use the space biomass granted by Crawler's semen to repair her body, corrupting her further.
Amy sobs, resting her forehead against Victoria's chest which at this point has been repaired to the point of having atleast a layer of flesh over it again. She begins to wail as she continues her work.
"Im sorry! I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean to... I've hurt you so badly...."
Tattletale is watching Amy have her melt down, but visibly pales after noticing something with her power.
"Y-you're healing her! If you fix her head maybe she can forgive you! You don't need to go that far. Hell, we were even considering offering you a spot on the team!" She quickly spits out, seemingly trying to fix something only she noticed.
Skitter jolts at that information, glancing between Bitch and Tattletale.
Amy nods pathetically, sobbing as she continues to patch Victoria back together, the hole in her chest having knit itself back together entirely at this point, leaving only surface damage.
"I have to fix her, she shouldn't have to live like this because I fucked up. I can patch her up and then she can kill me if she wants, but I have to make up for it. I don't deserve forgiveness. I can patch things up and then do whatever she wants from me."
The conversation flew over most of the group's head, but everyone is relieved that Glory Girl seems to be pulling through.