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Gem had severely underestimated the scope of this expedition. Surely her usual gear would be enough, she thought, she’d managed to build a conduit after all.
She was wrong.
Before she could orient herself enough to figure out what was happening, it already had several thick, purple tentacles ensnaring her thrashing limbs and obscuring her precious vision. Struggling got her nowhere. If anything, the monster held tighter, another tentacle snaking around her waist in the turbulent, murky water. She tried yelling, but any sound was soon dampened, so that was no use either. That knowledge didn't stop her from reflexively letting out a shriek when she felt something sliding its way down into her pants. She kicked wildly, in an attempt to break free.
Fuck!
Suddenly, a sharp, hot sensation, like catching herself on a lit redstone torch, made her thighs twitch and breath catch. Equal parts terrified and excited, she kicked out again with less enthusiasm—it earned her the same result. A startled moan, sounding distant to her own ears, escaped her lips. The shocks hurt, but the way they ached stirred something else within her, terribly near where the monster was zapping her skin. As if that wasn’t enough, the tentacle around her waist slipped under her shirt, leaving sparks of pleasure in its wake. Her muscles spasmed uncontrollably, and her nerves felt like they were on fire.
It was all so much, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
She reached her breaking point when the tip of yet another tentacle curiously explored between her legs, toying with her pussy and clit while the assault on her torso and thighs continued. She came with one last muted cry, shaking from twitching muscles and overstimulation until, eventually, the creature grew bored and its tentacles gradually receded.