Writer’s Note:
This content includes consensual sex fetish involving a woman, flesh wall, tentacle, vore, bondage, cunnilingus, or their themes.
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It was a gloomy day at the beach when the girl enjoyed her brisk bikini day. The air was too cold for the attire, and the splashes of shallow waves touching her feet were even more so.
But without a proper protective gear, this had to be her choice to explore deeper into the flesh wall.
Walking towards the cave, her steps were dainty, might as well enjoy the water and flattering clothes.
The cave wasn’t far, just on the other side of the beach.
The black maw of the stern rock formation was gushing out relatively warm air for her when she reached the entrance, rather pleasant than the chill of the outdoor.
The moist stone and dirt surface became meaty veins and swollen skins as she walked further in. The little hole she could just about fit in was still left open, just like she found it last time.
It seemed it could be cozy, if not a bit gross and intimidating.
She slid her arms and head into it, then pressing her feet to push the rest of her body in it.
Some sort of saliva coated her skin that touched the meat tunnel surfaces, and she was glad that she was wearing a swim wear rather than her skinny jeans.
The light outside was gone. But she could still see the shapes of the meat tube she was in. Must be some sort of glows from the organism.
She wondered what else is in there, and crawled further in.
At the end of the wobbling tube, she came across a dead end. But it was an open chamber, almost enough for her to stand.
Just like a cave. Only, it’s made of flesh.
But within the wet bumps and wrinkles, she saw a shape of a woman.
The light playing tricks, perhaps.
But looking closer, it had shapes of head, breasts, legs, and everything.
It looked like a woman bound in a latex BDSM, but wearing flesh instead.
‘Is somebody seriously in there?’
The walls around the woman’s figure swelled until they became worms (or tentacles) with some sort of mouth at the tip of them, crawling all around its body and tasting its skin.
No, they were caressing the body, and teasing some sort of monster-tongue cunnilingus.
The girl couldn’t take her eyes off of the scene. This was so hot, even if it was a bit disturbing.
‘Should I help or something?’
She carefully laid her hand on the figure. There wasn’t a person inside that wall. The surface was too soft, and the pulse on that body inflated some areas in ways that are not possible for a human body.
‘Phew, thought I needed to perform some sort of emergency situation. I’d much rather just relax and enjoy.
Speaking of which…’
Her eyes fixed its crotch and breasts gently kissed by those worms, which are then become completely enveloped, and the figure beginning to pulse as if to hump those mouths.
She imagined herself trapped in that gross meat wall, molesting worms flattering her private spots and trying to get her sexual reactions.
Knowing that no one will find out what she did in here, she laid back facing the woman’s shape in front of her, and began to rub herself.
With plenty of time for herself, there was no rush watching the show while playing with herself.
The worms were sucking the body so hard that the entire torso and pelvis shrunk, then vomited back out into shape again.
She thought experiencing such powerful suctions could be pretty hot and thrilling.
That’s there were more suction sounds to her right. She turned, and her gaze lingered on another shape of a molested woman.
This one had her clitoris and nipples rubbed by tentacles (or a tongue, as she liked to imagine).
As she got up, the meat tunnel was opened wider to allow her to leave more comfortably.
When she reached the wider area of the cave entrance, they returned her soaked bikinis to her.
She gave the flesh wall a little kiss, and walked out of the cave.
The weather outside was much nicer than the day before. Sunny and the morning.
She walked into the water to wash herself and the clothes, and enjoy the water.
She thought about what has happened last night, and wondering if she could just go back any time she gets some cravings.
Then she got some sensation of something moving inside of her bikinis.
Maybe she was thinking too hard?
She lifted her bottom bikini, and saw a crunched up face within it, with some sort of eyes and a mouth facing her.
She tucked it back on her waist, pulling it slightly tighter.
She’s taking this one home.
—
Writer’s Note:
If you’re keeping track with me, I’ve been in the middle of a rather involving 3d animation project for nearly a year.
I had to take a break. I couldn’t do much other projects in the meanwhile. And the storyteller side of me was getting very restless.
So this one came out. Not even a 3rd draft, which is significantly less perfectionism than my usual 20th to 50th rewrites.
I like it? More enjoyable, and more ideas get to go out and play. :p
I have another one, a shorter story with a drawing.
See you there soon.
Then I’m back to animating.
This content includes consensual sex fetish involving a woman, flesh wall, tentacle, vore, bondage, cunnilingus, or their themes.
—
It was a gloomy day at the beach when the girl enjoyed her brisk bikini day. The air was too cold for the attire, and the splashes of shallow waves touching her feet were even more so.
But without a proper protective gear, this had to be her choice to explore deeper into the flesh wall.
Walking towards the cave, her steps were dainty, might as well enjoy the water and flattering clothes.
The cave wasn’t far, just on the other side of the beach.
The black maw of the stern rock formation was gushing out relatively warm air for her when she reached the entrance, rather pleasant than the chill of the outdoor.
The moist stone and dirt surface became meaty veins and swollen skins as she walked further in. The little hole she could just about fit in was still left open, just like she found it last time.
It seemed it could be cozy, if not a bit gross and intimidating.
She slid her arms and head into it, then pressing her feet to push the rest of her body in it.
Some sort of saliva coated her skin that touched the meat tunnel surfaces, and she was glad that she was wearing a swim wear rather than her skinny jeans.
The light outside was gone. But she could still see the shapes of the meat tube she was in. Must be some sort of glows from the organism.
She wondered what else is in there, and crawled further in.
At the end of the wobbling tube, she came across a dead end. But it was an open chamber, almost enough for her to stand.
Just like a cave. Only, it’s made of flesh.
But within the wet bumps and wrinkles, she saw a shape of a woman.
The light playing tricks, perhaps.
But looking closer, it had shapes of head, breasts, legs, and everything.
It looked like a woman bound in a latex BDSM, but wearing flesh instead.
‘Is somebody seriously in there?’
The walls around the woman’s figure swelled until they became worms (or tentacles) with some sort of mouth at the tip of them, crawling all around its body and tasting its skin.
No, they were caressing the body, and teasing some sort of monster-tongue cunnilingus.
The girl couldn’t take her eyes off of the scene. This was so hot, even if it was a bit disturbing.
‘Should I help or something?’
She carefully laid her hand on the figure. There wasn’t a person inside that wall. The surface was too soft, and the pulse on that body inflated some areas in ways that are not possible for a human body.
‘Phew, thought I needed to perform some sort of emergency situation. I’d much rather just relax and enjoy.
Speaking of which…’
Her eyes fixed its crotch and breasts gently kissed by those worms, which are then become completely enveloped, and the figure beginning to pulse as if to hump those mouths.
She imagined herself trapped in that gross meat wall, molesting worms flattering her private spots and trying to get her sexual reactions.
Knowing that no one will find out what she did in here, she laid back facing the woman’s shape in front of her, and began to rub herself.
With plenty of time for herself, there was no rush watching the show while playing with herself.
The worms were sucking the body so hard that the entire torso and pelvis shrunk, then vomited back out into shape again.
She thought experiencing such powerful suctions could be pretty hot and thrilling.
That’s there were more suction sounds to her right. She turned, and her gaze lingered on another shape of a molested woman.
This one had her clitoris and nipples rubbed by tentacles (or a tongue, as she liked to imagine).
She got up and had a closer look.
Those body parts seem quite detailed, and she wondered whose body were they referencing them from.
Then she noticed some finer details, such as some tentacles pulling its bikinis to keep those sexy sides exposed.
The bikinis that look just like hers.
Then she realized she’s been pulling her own bikinis during the moment of enthusiasm, and letting them get the full view of her body.
‘Are they… thinking about me?’
Then another one to her left. This one had half of her body buried within the flesh, either trying to escape from it or enjoy humping whatever’s inside that floor.
The fact that she’s been touching herself while watching them was a plain “Yes” to everything.
But realizing that it was about her, she blushed and instinctively covered her body with whatever her bikinis can and with her arms.
On the other hand, she and these things were apparently sharing some mutual fantasies, and that made her very curious.
Some of them even seemed like an invitation of a sort, asking her which one of these situations would she like.
She lifted her hands from her crotch and breasts, tensely laying next to her fleshy floor.
She wanted them to tie her into their flesh and molest her with their gross tongues.
She wanted to feel small and vulnerable, while bathing in their compliments.
The floor began to feel squishy, and her body began to sink as she laid on their flesh.
The walls surrounding her turned into those worms, probing around her while her limbs bonded into the flesh.
A mouth squeezed in between her legs from below and approached her crotch.
All it had to do was open its mouth and let the tongue have its way with her.
As she felt her body becoming more stuck to the floor, she tried to pull her legs out of the floor, but rather hoping that they wouldn’t actually let her escape.
Then she discovered just that. No amount of wiggles freed her limbs.
They could do whatever they want with her.
She watched as her crotch become enveloped into the mouth, just like what she saw from the wall earlier, gasping as its warmth and tight suction of its mouth smothering her vulva.
‘That feels… actually pretty good!’
She thought, as she simultaneously thought how gross and weird its mouth felt.
Then she felt its suction pulsating her genital in and out of its throat, gently rubbing her clitoris from all direction with its fleshy gums.
Her back arched in an instance, and chocked her breath from the shock with a mild chuckle.
‘That feels really good…!’
They were warming her up for what was to come. And the slim layer of her bikini did nothing to protect her from this.
Then she felt its tongue across her lips, just grew out of the surface of its gum.
‘That thing can just grow new organs wherever it wants.’
More worms crawled over her body, nibbling her breasts, neck, belly, and thighs.
Their pulsing suctions quickened and its tongue smearing something vile within them, then releasing her to slow it down, then jerking her again.
The woman’s figure in front of her was now showing a mirrored version of her own body, and with some areas that were in their mouths mimicking her body with clearer details.
She felt its tongue finally lifting her bikinis aside. As she watched how her mimicked crotch becoming nearly identical to her own, she saw it getting yanked and jerked on its own as if it was getting licked and eaten, then she felt it happening to her within the mouth in between her legs.
With no ways to escape this. They knew how to please her too well.
The only thing left for her to do was enjoying this.
She couldn’t last a few minutes before she starts giving out orgasms. The situation was too sexy for her to resist.
She could tell they were trying to be more careful with the edgings as well, but also couldn’t quite resist her flares either. They were eager to drink her fluid from her arousal, and wanting to see her enjoying the ecstasy.
She could tell how much they wanted her, and this only keep turning her on.
After some jolts and moans, several orgasms, and enjoyable defilement of rubbing her flesh with their weird ones, she found the grips around her relaxing and the blanketing flesh letting her lift them.
Fully exhausted and pleasantly dazed, she took a moment to rest and cuddle with them, and fell asleep.
Those body parts seem quite detailed, and she wondered whose body were they referencing them from.
Then she noticed some finer details, such as some tentacles pulling its bikinis to keep those sexy sides exposed.
The bikinis that look just like hers.
Then she realized she’s been pulling her own bikinis during the moment of enthusiasm, and letting them get the full view of her body.
‘Are they… thinking about me?’
Then another one to her left. This one had half of her body buried within the flesh, either trying to escape from it or enjoy humping whatever’s inside that floor.
The fact that she’s been touching herself while watching them was a plain “Yes” to everything.
But realizing that it was about her, she blushed and instinctively covered her body with whatever her bikinis can and with her arms.
On the other hand, she and these things were apparently sharing some mutual fantasies, and that made her very curious.
Some of them even seemed like an invitation of a sort, asking her which one of these situations would she like.
She lifted her hands from her crotch and breasts, tensely laying next to her fleshy floor.
She wanted them to tie her into their flesh and molest her with their gross tongues.
She wanted to feel small and vulnerable, while bathing in their compliments.
The floor began to feel squishy, and her body began to sink as she laid on their flesh.
The walls surrounding her turned into those worms, probing around her while her limbs bonded into the flesh.
A mouth squeezed in between her legs from below and approached her crotch.
All it had to do was open its mouth and let the tongue have its way with her.
As she felt her body becoming more stuck to the floor, she tried to pull her legs out of the floor, but rather hoping that they wouldn’t actually let her escape.
Then she discovered just that. No amount of wiggles freed her limbs.
They could do whatever they want with her.
She watched as her crotch become enveloped into the mouth, just like what she saw from the wall earlier, gasping as its warmth and tight suction of its mouth smothering her vulva.
‘That feels… actually pretty good!’
She thought, as she simultaneously thought how gross and weird its mouth felt.
Then she felt its suction pulsating her genital in and out of its throat, gently rubbing her clitoris from all direction with its fleshy gums.
Her back arched in an instance, and chocked her breath from the shock with a mild chuckle.
‘That feels really good…!’
They were warming her up for what was to come. And the slim layer of her bikini did nothing to protect her from this.
Then she felt its tongue across her lips, just grew out of the surface of its gum.
‘That thing can just grow new organs wherever it wants.’
More worms crawled over her body, nibbling her breasts, neck, belly, and thighs.
Their pulsing suctions quickened and its tongue smearing something vile within them, then releasing her to slow it down, then jerking her again.
The woman’s figure in front of her was now showing a mirrored version of her own body, and with some areas that were in their mouths mimicking her body with clearer details.
She felt its tongue finally lifting her bikinis aside. As she watched how her mimicked crotch becoming nearly identical to her own, she saw it getting yanked and jerked on its own as if it was getting licked and eaten, then she felt it happening to her within the mouth in between her legs.
With no ways to escape this. They knew how to please her too well.
The only thing left for her to do was enjoying this.
She couldn’t last a few minutes before she starts giving out orgasms. The situation was too sexy for her to resist.
She could tell they were trying to be more careful with the edgings as well, but also couldn’t quite resist her flares either. They were eager to drink her fluid from her arousal, and wanting to see her enjoying the ecstasy.
She could tell how much they wanted her, and this only keep turning her on.
After some jolts and moans, several orgasms, and enjoyable defilement of rubbing her flesh with their weird ones, she found the grips around her relaxing and the blanketing flesh letting her lift them.
Fully exhausted and pleasantly dazed, she took a moment to rest and cuddle with them, and fell asleep.
As she got up, the meat tunnel was opened wider to allow her to leave more comfortably.
When she reached the wider area of the cave entrance, they returned her soaked bikinis to her.
She gave the flesh wall a little kiss, and walked out of the cave.
The weather outside was much nicer than the day before. Sunny and the morning.
She walked into the water to wash herself and the clothes, and enjoy the water.
She thought about what has happened last night, and wondering if she could just go back any time she gets some cravings.
Then she got some sensation of something moving inside of her bikinis.
Maybe she was thinking too hard?
She lifted her bottom bikini, and saw a crunched up face within it, with some sort of eyes and a mouth facing her.
She tucked it back on her waist, pulling it slightly tighter.
She’s taking this one home.
—
Writer’s Note:
If you’re keeping track with me, I’ve been in the middle of a rather involving 3d animation project for nearly a year.
I had to take a break. I couldn’t do much other projects in the meanwhile. And the storyteller side of me was getting very restless.
So this one came out. Not even a 3rd draft, which is significantly less perfectionism than my usual 20th to 50th rewrites.
I like it? More enjoyable, and more ideas get to go out and play. :p
I have another one, a shorter story with a drawing.
See you there soon.
Then I’m back to animating.
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