Taking advantage of that moment of weakness, having finally coaxed a climax out of its victim, the tendrils around her body would tighten, pulling her downward as the ongoing torment of her sex continued, unrelenting, working to draw out that orgasmic peak. The various appendages having their way with her would flop and flail as they continued to writhe against her, producing a messy, wet slopping as her juices, like her sex, were stirred and mixed up.

Using all of its strength now, the creature would drag her the rest of the way down, arms being forced up above her head as the tight fleshy orifice closed up, consuming her completely. The walls of the thing's 'gullet' would be warm and wet around her. There was no light and no air, only a thick, sick saliva and countless tongues and tendrils stroking against her body.

The suffocating, drowning, crushing environment would seem to be forcing her down however and, eventually she would feel her legs, then her hips and then more and more of her body come free as she appeared to be fed down into some larger, wide open area. Possessing no desire to see its latest prey harmed, she'd only find her head enveloped by the smothering flesh of this creature for a few seconds.

A sort of bioluminescence would illuminate the new area she was being lowered into, though this would be lost on her. The tendrils still holding her arms tightly above her head, inside the fleshy exit she was being extruded from, the descent would come to a stop just short of seeing her eyes uncovered and this new place unveiled to her. Below her dangling legs would be another orifice, like the one she'd just been dragged down, and all around her would be a sort of large, fleshy room.

No longer restricted by the limitations of sunlight that existed above, this creature so vulnerable to such simple rays, it could truly get to work harvesting what it wanted from its latest prey. A number of thick, powerful tentacles coming up from the hole beneath Stephanie's dangling legs, they'd start by wrapping around the ankles then gradually rise up, entrapping her thighs, spreading them after her panties were removed, slid slowly down her legs, joining her socks and shoes all of which would be deposited in a pile on top of the shorts that had been stripped away prior. Finally, it'd begin to play with her sex, the tip of a thick tendril beginning to rub back and forth against that naked, vulnerable target, poking the entrance to her little slit before delving in an inch or so, moving slowly then wiggling to tease her further.

It finally happened as it moved to force her down, those tendrils tightening against her as they pulled. Her palms pushed against the floor attempting to resist but had been no match against the strength that tugged her down. Arms forced over her head and seized up a short while after there was no air in this slick passage that drew her down.

She screamed, which was a bad idea since there was no air here to replenish what she expelled, not until she got to a large chamber beneath. Dangling there she could see given the light that was present glowing off of the walls. Another hole was beneath her dangling body from which tentacles exuded from.

Kicking at them, trying to keep them away her struggles had not been long lived. It wrapped around her legs and divested her of her panties before turning it's attention back to her. She wiggled and twisted in that grasp trying in vain to keep from it but it was no good. Immobilized it proceeded to have some fun, playing with it's food.

“AHHH!!! AAAHHH!!!!!!”

That tentacle teased barely penetrating her damp sex. Worried that this was just an appetizer before it consumed her she began to frantically look around for a means of escape but found nothing that could help her out of this predicament. At the same time the pleasure it was coaxing out of her had been unmistakably as she shuddered in response to what it was doing as it built her up to another release that soon struck shaking her within her restraints as her eyes pressed closed against the onslaught that continued to wreak havoc over her.

Reaching up into regions that had hitherto been unexplored, smaller tendrils, no thicker than a finger, would begin to sneak up Stephanie's waist, tickling her all the way up her side and along her abdomen, coming close to her navel before slowly worming their way up underneath her loose shirt. Their destination perhaps being quite obvious, they would seem to have a harder time getting into her bra, having to move up and over, underneath the straps that went up to her shoulders, and curling back down again, diving into the plentiful, pleasingly enough cleavage, before wrapping around her breasts in a spiral that terminated at her teats, the tips of those thin, smooth, slimy appendages circling around and flicking up and down over the top of the swollen nubs, the rest of the length contracting and squeezing to provide a gentle massage to her soft, warm globes.

Eyes still covered up by the flesh of this thing, protruding out of the orifice she was now dangling out of, she'd be unable to see where the next attack was coming from, and thus prepare herself for whatever part of her body this thing chose to strike next. Down below the tentacle continued to tease and lightly assault her sex, diving only an inch or two in before wiggling itself around, then withdrawing to stroke up and down, lightly prodding her clit before delving back into her. However, this would come to a brief stop though as, once more, a pair of what felt like hands came to her upper arms and shoulders. Stroking up and down briefly, 'Fingers' would finally loop themselves gently under the spaghetti straps of her cute little top and, pulling them away, would apparently see them somehow torn, cut, or possibly melted through as those smooth 'hands' now came down to her exposed under arms, thumbs hooking under the fabric and, with a gentle caress down the sides of her body, admiring her curves and teasing the whole length of her form, pulled down the silky slip of clothing, evidently no longer in possession of those fragile little shoulder straps that would have prevented all this.

As the second to last piece of clothing she possessed was gently removed, almost as if by a shy, caring lover, she would find her legs and her sex freed from the grasp of this thing, an apparent necessity to see to it that her top was fully removed and put to one side. However, as the article was carefully deposited on top of the rest of her removed coverings, a single, large, long tentacle would seem to come across horizontally, to meet with the back of her knees and, scooping her legs up, would see her bent slightly, with her thighs being forced apart slightly by a rising curve that flexed up between her limbs. Thus exposed, though not strictly speaking bound, it wouldn't be long before she felt something long and thick, with a bulbous, all too familiar, head come up to briefly stroke up and down her sex. The tease wouldn't last long though and the obvious would come soon enough, that thick member finding its destined hole and, its smooth head parting her lower lips, slowly plunge itself in deep, beginning to wiggle and grind inside her once the tip hit her cervix, shuffling back and forth by a bare inch or two, stirring her up.

Smaller tentacles stretched up, cold and slimy yet gentle in a way that shocked her seeing that she had been prepared for being drawn into the gullet of whatever this was. She braced for it to yank her down again but it did not do as she feared. Instead those smaller tentacles began to feel all along her and reach upward.

“OHHH!!!”

She couldn't help but gasp as it teased her further, barely penetrating her as her shirt and bra had been seen too. Her breasts toyed with, her body more than aroused, it released her legs for a short while to remove the rest of her clothing.

This time she did not struggle fully aware that it was useless. Eyes widened as she felt a larger, thicker portion of it tease against her just for a moment. “AHHHH!!!!” She gasped as it began to press in slow but deep, her body sealing tightly against the invader, automatically responding to it.

The way it was moving, stirring up her at the same time it moved brought pleasure out of her, pleasure that she did not even try to resist. If it was hoping to drive her over the edge or feed on those juices it wouldn't take long. She grew quite moist, soon following that up with another cry as it drove her to release. It was just getting started, she panted as it continued it's assault on her tender and aroused body.

Her captor, this time, seemed oddly indifferent, or oblivious to her swift rise up to peak as it stirred mildly away, deep inside her. However, once she came, the creature would change pace, keeping her 'entertained' with new escalating torments. Seeming to withdraw as her body was wracked by her latest orgasm, the thing would stop, just short of exiting her body and, waiting until she was almost free of the dizzying effects of her latest climax, would thrust again, sharply and violently all the way back in, stopping only as it struck her cervix, before pulling back again with an equal speed that saw this thing no longer stirring her up, but definitively fucking, as it began a new, methodical, unstopping pace that would not halt or slow for quite some time.

Thrusting, again and again, each time hitting her deep as fluids escaped her poor, trapped body, the juices began to drip down to the fleshy floor. For a while, nothing apparently changed with the creature apparently having found its rhythm. However, shortly after her next, inevitable orgasm, she would be treated to a second and third invader as this thing's relentless assault continued to escalate. Somehow squeezing another member into that tight, little slit of hers, the two throbbing cocks, now present, would start to pound back and forth in oscillating sequence, one pushing in as the other pulled out, and repeating endlessly. Likewise, a slimy, well lubricated, and noticeably ribbed, fuck stick would take to her back entrance, tunnelling deep before setting upon a relentless, merciless pace, driving in and out, all the while her body held tight, helpless to resist this torment for however long it would last.

The first one's free ... She gasped and shook in pleasure finding that it had decided on a different approach now as her eyes shot opened feeling that member thrust into her so violently that she wailed, tears forming up in her eyes as it began it's new pace.

While she hung there helpless to do much she felt another member press against her sex cramming her full with the two members that battled against one another. Neither showed any signs of letting up either and given how crammed she was they moved against her erogenous zone despite the pain she had to endure.

Reminded of that slug and the pain she experienced from it this thing had not been finished as another tentacle different then the others pressed against her back door then inside. So stuffed she cried out feeling the one in her ass was ribbed and lubricated in what she could only guess had been slime of some sort as all three members dug into her squirming body, not that she could ever move much or even served to resist those tentacle cocks any.

“AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!!!” It continued to spear into her, tears fell down her cheeks as it showed no sign of letting up as it filled her. Inevitable causing her to release again despite this due to it's size that filled her to the brim tipping her over the edge again. And again, no sign of letting up in sight.

She pleaded and cried out, half words that were cut off again and again barely making any sense even to her ears not that she had been attempting to understand herself. Her mind was going blank hearing her own babbling half screamed words yet not really comprehending them.

Was this akin to tenderizing meat before cooking it or in this case eating it? She felt as if it was going to brake her, her vision growing darker with each thrust but the next woke her back up only doing so again when she began to fade once again, almost as if it were doing so on purpose to keep her awake throughout it all.

This creature merciless in its assault, The Cave would not quickly give up on its latest capture, savouring every drop it could squeeze out of her. A firm grip tightening around her ankles, further securing her and pressing her contortion further, there would appear to be no end to it all as it continued to plow away. The gentle squeeze around her breasts would become rougher, harsh, little mouths appearing to clamp on and suckle her teats and, worst of all, a similar creation would appear to seize her sensitive nub below now, a tight, vicious grip pinching and tormenting her clit. There’d be pain, at first. However as time went on, the creature would quickly begin to supply a mixture of ointment like secretions and drugging chemical aphrodisiacs that either turned pain to pleasure, or else eliminated the sensation all together.

Either way, the Monster that had her now, would not let her rest until it sensed her at the limits of what she could endure, one final, powerful orgasm of hers apparently seeing this thing withdrawing, leaving her hanging by just her arms as it finally allowed her to drift into unconsciousness. Time, however, had little meaning to this creature and there was no reason for it not to keep its victims for hours, if not days at a time. Still, it knew that the best results were seen when its prey was fresh and, if it could snatch another morsel, it saw no reason why it should keep one that was practically spent. (Not that it couldn’t hold multiple victims in its vast, seemingly endless expanses.)

Unfortunately, for Stephanie, as the time drifted to the night time hours, for some inexplicable reason, that The Cave could never understand, the prey above tended to hide away and coalesce indoors once the sun was down. As such, if it wanted a snack, it would just have to...

Eventually, Stephanie would be awoken by the tickling sensation of countless little feelers reaching up, tickling her feet before beginning to wrap around her ankles, then her calves. Suddenly, her head and arms would be released and she’d find herself falling forward onto a soft, fleshy floor. If she glanced down she would see the countless tendrils wrapping around her legs, coming out of another, wide orifice and, slowly, she begin to feel herself being dragged towards that hole.

Those tentacles grew rougher to match that frantic pace that had been set upon her. Mouths appeared over her nipples, sucking against them, pulling and when she thought she wouldn't be tormented any more there was another this one over her throbbing clit.

But it did something to her that she couldn't explain. While it had not let up on her the pain faded then disappeared. She didn't know how but didn't question it as it kept pumping into her. Whimpers and moans spilled from her lips. Her body getting warmer the longer it continued the more she needed, the more she wanted as it filled her claiming her release from her countless times before she blacked out.

Asleep and hanging there for however long her eyes opened slowly as her feet where nudged. “What? Just a few more … minutes ...” Then she remembered where she was glancing around frantically before being dropped on the squishy ground discovering that it was just a mass of tentacles.

Others poured out of a hole and she tried to scoot back. It had not killed her yet? Was it just getting started? Tentacles wrapped around her legs, too many to deal with though not for lack of trying as she tried to pull them free. It was no use. She was being dragged to that hole, her heart sinking as this time, this time it had to have feeding in mind ...

Slowly, but surely, Stephanie would be dragged back towards the hole, either on her back or her front, the pull of these particular tendrils unlike the ones above, strong, indomitable. As she got closer to the mouth, new snake like appendages would whip out to take her wrists and, bringing her arms down to her sides, the thing would yank her all the more quickly to her doom. Unlike before, with her having a short journey through some sort of tight, smothering gullet, this new orifice seemed to take her directly into the next cavern where she was to be 'culled' and, as she passed through the hole, she would feel something sucking and consuming her legs, like some sort of thick, sludge or mud.

Feeling her ankles and wrists being pulled back, her limbs would seemingly be enveloped, encompassed in tight, fleshy walls as her body was 'installed' into the insides of this massive creature that had her. Head the last thing to pass into the new area, she would see herself apparently plastered to the ceiling of some vast, cave like expanse. There was no 'stomach acid' as she might have suspected and apparently no other orifices that she was to be fed into. Instead, it seemed that she had found herself in the final 'zone'.

Rather than having the time to feel relief at the apparent absence of any sort of digestive tract however, she'd immediately find herself, once more at this things mercy as it gently, but unrelentingly, plunged a pair of thick, hot members into both her ass and pussy. Coated in slime and sludge, the things would each reach her deepest spots, well lubricated, before beginning their harsher, more virulent thrusts in and out.

Unlike the rest of her clothes, the thing would apparently have no time for careful, tactful undressing, hooking tendrils around her bra, the only thing she had left on, albeit shifted out of place, the delicate article would be swiftly torn away as cup like apparitions took to her breasts, squeezing and suckling her mounds, with a pair of tongue like extensions whipping and flicking over her teats. Her hair was coincidently still lifted up, above her, still in the tight grip of the mouth that she'd just been fed through, and it would be convenient that her locks were out of the way as a new tentacle cock made itself known, hovering before her face. There was nothing to prevent her from biting down, or keeping her mouth closed, but a harsh, pinching and wiggling would be felt down below, around her sensitive little clit as the face fucker pressed itself forth, towards and against the one hole of hers that was yet to be violated...

She screamed attempting to resist that slid toward doom but was unable to do a thing about it. Her back hurt as she was dragged forth. Her arms pinned to her sides hastening the trip only to feel something like mud press around her feet, then ankles and further still.

A mouth without teeth closed around her despite those feeble struggles. She closed her eyes before her head was brought into the hole only to find herself on the ceiling of another chamber. She did not see any other way out of this one. Not stomach greeted her as she thought. Her gaze going back and forth trying to draw in as much detail as she could but her attention was swiftly brought to the present.

Her bra was torn away from her as tentacles assailed her breasts. Others attacked her sex, slimy members that drove into her at a relentless pace causing her to cry out. The two members pounded inside her while another lifted up toward her face.

Eyes went wide, she knew what was expected and clamped her jaw closed to resist. Tentacles down below did cause her to cry out but she had been careful in keeping her jaw clamped. Trying to move her head away from the tentacle it got it's way.

Once it was deep enough inside she lost the option of biting it. Not that the thought had crossed her mind only because she was scare at what this thing would do to her not seeing a way out of this area.

Was this the stomach? Would she die her and be absorbed by this thing? This stomach had no way out of it and didn't reflect what she knew about traditional stomachs but from all her experiences thus far she knew that things weren't always what they seemed.

If she lashed out now there would be no hope for her, even if there wasn't much for her now as it claimed the last of her holes moving just as deep and as fast in her throat. She could only pray that no damage was being done to her vocal chords as she screamed out around that mass as it continued to press inside her.

Having its victim completely under its power, it was no hard task to see to her total and complete violation. Whilst she would try to toss and sway her head away, she'd soon feel something gripping the back of her head, holding her steady, and some sort of insipid, creeping sludge flow over her cheeks, working its way between her lips and teeth before prying them forcibly open. Once this was done, it wouldn't take long for the thing to settle into a steady, predictable, almost hypnotic rhythm as it pumped its appendages in and out of all three of her holes. Her body had been installed, now little more than just another organ for this thing, an internal part of the beast to be stimulated and worked for the required substances and fluids required.

Ever so often, the monster would pick up the rhythm, the tendrils pumping in and out of her coming to a furious frenzy. If it wasn't obvious what it meant when it happened the first time, it'd be clear after the second or third time. Beating faster and faster, the members would erupt, pumping into each of Stephanie's holes a rich, creamy solution, finally withdrawing from her, apparently spent, only to be replaced immediately, every time, by new, vigorous prods. Content not delving too deep, the shaft in her mouth would become increasingly more invasive as it came closer to its climax. Whilst it would be uncomfortable the first time, the thing plunging deeper and deeper down her throat, subsequent times would be harmless, as some apparent drug was introduced orally into her system. Every time, including the first, this thing would seem to pour its seed directly into her stomach, not allowing her the chance to reject the substance as it evidently adjusted her body, making her more capable of withstanding the assault. The thing was ensuring her mouth and throat was undamaged, whilst all the while providing a unique nutrient that would keep her alive and 'useful', preventing her body from ever becoming depleted of that sweet, nectar that flowed from her parts down below, the substance it was now cultivating and harvesting her for. Similarly, the cum that was pumped into her ass and pussy would be a soothing agent, as well as an aphrodisiac, that kept her in a state of ecstasy regardless of how long it decided to keep her.

How long did it go on? Hours? Days? In the end, she couldn't tell. It appeared to be keeping her awake and alert some how, preventing her from losing consciousness, and keeping her from feeling too much exhaustion. Eventually though, even her body, pumped full of all those new chemicals that may have permanently changed her, would be at its limit and, evidently, though she would not see this for herself, The Cave would have found a new, fresher food source elsewhere on the island for it to consume and install. A new toxin would see her mind unburdened of any of the memories related to her encounter and, as she eventually awoke, she would find herself lying on the ground, just outside the threshold to some sort of cave. She'd be naked, but all of her clothes, save for her bra, would be there next to her. Little did she know, she'd been marked now and, if ever it desired her again, she would not be hard for The Cave to find.

Powerless to stop what was happening it took all her holes at once making her feel so full as it stuffed every orifice. It's pace lax at times and at others a frenzy that churned her up on the inside. That stuff easing down her throat had no taste as it was well beyond her tongue but she felt it sliding down her throat numbing her gag reflex as it took more and more each time.

It seemed to have an effect on her too causing her back to arch and toes to curl. Nipples were rock hard as well as she found her body heated and reacting gyrating from side to side as her hands bunched up into fists. Soon her body would not so much fight but surrender into this moment, her state and situation forgotten for the time being.

Kept aroused and unfocused it ruptured inside her giving her enough time to wonder if it was over and what occurred now before those three pods were replaced blitzing her mind and body once again.

Whatever it was doing it kept her sustained and aroused at the same time. Even managed to keep her awake and refreshed so that her body did not give out. Hours, days, they all blended together with the numbing agent she was exposed to. Even in that brief interval as it exchanged pods she no longer questioned what was going on and even wanted more. Her hips moving instinctively now to assist it, moans vibrating against the pod in her mouth and her tongue smoothing over it. At one stage she even tasted what it was secreting as that pod drew out of her mouth as her tongue pressed along it.

Her mind too blank to even care. Filled then emptied to be filled again. It did finish with her, the last liquid that she took in blanked her mind swiftly generating an unconscious state. Some time later she woke, naked and sore she sat up struggling to recall what happened.

Most of her clothes had been beside her save for her bra and her shirt had buttons removed. She could see that there was a cave nearby and tried to recall where she had been taking in the vicinity. Something had attacked her, that was obvious. While many would be frightened that it was still in the area whatever it was she deduced that it was finished with her. Still she did not wish to stick around here and dressed holding her shirt closed would have to do when she got closer to the campus.

The idea of wandering around wasn't appealing but there was little choice in the matter. Soon she got her barings, however when she came across those three trees using that landmark to back track to the campus.