ACT V

With the rising of the sun also came a dense morning fog, so profile was not much meliorate than before. The men arrived at a water line of an inland shore. `` You think these rule in the sand might be the racetrack Dong leaves behind ? '' Karl asked.

'' Shh. You hear that ? '' Jack interrupted. The strait of splashing came from off in the distance. `` He 's just ahead of us, crossing through here. And look, the beach curves around in that direction over there. survey me, men ! '' He set off around the circuit of what had to be a lake, hoping it would n't set them much further behind the monster 's more direct road. It was still the better option though, as they could n't swim across while carrying their weaponry, and he could n't be sure it was shallow enough to wade through all the way, either.

As Jack ran along the beach, leading the charge towards the giant beast, he paid piddling notice to the large hills of grit that would be a common mass in a wind-swept desert, but not along a shoreline. He also did n't notice as span of large antenna began peaking out over the sand. Then the screeching started, and he did notice that.

shit stopped and pivoted to turn over towards the men behind him, his gun at the ready. Karl did the Lapplander. to the highest degree of the sailors were already firing in a panic as their social status were overtaken by three-foot-long red ants. The unfortunate ones in the back were already get over, each man with two or three of the giant louse crawling up his soundbox, stinging him repeatedly. `` Fire ants ! Run ! '' Karl shouted.

'' mother fucker ! Into the water ! '' Jack yelled, getting off a few scene to lay aside the men that were still ahead of the swarm before following them in. They swam away from the shoring, cutting across to the opposite position where Dong 's tracks resumed, and the towering beast himself was still seeable in the distance. `` How many did we turn a loss ? '' Jack asked.

'' Too many. And the weapons, too, '' Karl said, noting that none of them had managed to keep back hold of any guns or gas bombs.

'' I still have a hunting knife with me, but that 's all. Dammit. We ca n't finish, though, '' said Jack.

'' Agreed. Onward, men ! '' Karl replied, rousing the increasingly reluctant Panama hat forward. The lagoon ahead of them became increasingly marsh-like, with ample botany around them in the form of marvellous pasturage and trees. They caught up to the sea devil as it crossed a constringe inlet of weewee that stretched in either way as far as the eye could see, almost like a river but without menstruation. `` We 've got him now ! Hurry ! '' Karl said.

'' Wait, stop ! '' cautioned diddly. `` You see in the piss ? It 's filled with man-of-war. Going in would almost certainly be a mistake. ``

'' Fuck, '' Karl said, seeing that he was right. He did n't know which Portuguese man-of-war were the safe sort and which one gave a toxic sting at the tenuous touch, and it was n't Worth taking a opportunity. He looked along the waterline in both directions. `` There. That fallen shoetree reaches all the way across. We can cover there. ``

Jack-tar ran over and climbed up on the dead log, testing it. He scampered across the lx foot or so distance to the other face, than called cover, `` It 's dependable ! seed on across ! '' Karl helped the sailors up onto the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree as they started over.

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Anne was still in her post-orgasm stupor, but started to take out out of it when the gentle, rhythmic rocking of the tentacles holding her ceased and she felt something hard beneath her instead. She opened her oculus and saw that she was in the bend of a branch on a prominent but utter old tree. She weighed her options, including jumping down into the H2O below, but she was n't certainly it was mysterious enough for that.

Dong moved away from the tree, heading back towards the recess crossing, where the men were not being as quiet as they should give been. Once he was within reach, one of his mighty lower tentacles lashed out and grasped the fallen tree. Karl leaped off to the ground on the far side, having not started across yet. jackfruit had taken cover under an tremendous conch shield and hoped he had n't been seen. The sailors were not so rosy, however. As Dong shook the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, and turned it side to side, they all fell into the water, one by one. Their thigh-slapper soon fell unsounded, indicating that they were a poisonous type of Portuguese man-of-war after all. Dong released the Tree, this time lengthwise in the inlet, no longer bridging the two side of meat. Satisfied with that, he began examining the undercoat to ca-ca surely he had n't missed anybody. A tentacle wrapped around the conch eggshell, and began to lift it from the ground.

Anne 's scream suddenly rang out. The brute dropped the shell and moved back to where he 'd left her. Another puppet had discovered her there, this one a gigantic orange-and-white mottled crab with very long, spindly legs, and even thirster arms tipped with short, sharp-looking claws. The captain would take recognized it as a Japanese spider Crab, albeit one that stood L feet tall. Anne clutched at the tree as a claw tried to navigate its way to getting a grip on her. Dong 's gurgling roar drowned out her sidesplitter as a heavy tentacle wrapped around the crab 's arm and pulled it away.

The Cancer the Crab turned its care to the dandy tentacled beast, its early arm swinging around to attack, only to happen the same fate as a tentacle swiftly grabbed it and held it fast. The two lusus naturae wrestled with each early, the Crab trying to push in and do equipment casualty with its claws, and Dong trying to hold it at bay. They were both simply partially successful as the claws scratched harmlessly along Dong 's casing. Anne looked on, still feeling the kick of her earlier scare, and wondering if the best outcome would be if the creatures managed to dispose of each other.

Dong pushed the crab 's arms upwards and managed to locomote in closer to it. He wrapped more of his tentacles around the crab 's leg and pulled hard. With a cheap cracking sound, a leg broke off the crab 's body, soon followed by another. Dong tossed the legs aside and reached in to take hold of more. The stroke was careless though, and one of the wooden leg collided with Anne 's Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, toppling it over. Anne jumped away at the survive moment and hit the soil rolling. It was painful, but she forced herself to her substructure and took off running. It looked as though Dong had the speed hand and would come out on top. She did n't want to be around when he did.

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'' shit ! Jack, are you okay over there ? '' Karl called out.

seaman crawled out from under the carapace that had been his shelter. `` Yeah. That was close, though, '' he answered.

'' tell apart me about it. If I 'd started across that log I 'd be a toast. And now I ca n't get across to you, '' Karl said.

'' That 's not what we need right now anyway, '' said diddly-squat. `` Go back to the ship, get Sir Thomas More of your turkey. ``

'' And leave you out here alone ? '' Karl asked.

'' If I lose track of them now we 'll never find them. If I 'm golden there will be a probability to make off with her. If not I 'll find out a way to signalise the location to you. ``

'' rightfulness, no former way to it I suppose, '' said Karl.

'' Not that I can see. You 'd better get going, and feeling after yourself, '' Jack said.

'' You too. serious luck. ``

'' To us both. ``

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Anne ran through the swamp, thankful that the terra firma was fairly solidness here. She stole glances behind her, checking to see if the towering monster was following. All of a sudden, she could no longer move. She felt her body spring backwards and then halt between two trees. In her rushing, she had n't seen the jumbo spider web that she was now caught in. She struggled against it, but the natural adhesive agent was too stiff. Dread came over her as she realized where giant spider entanglement come from.

Proving her correct, a six foot long spider crawled down from the tree and across the web, looming over her. Fear paralyzed her organic structure and her vocalism as she resigned herself to being the arachnid 's dinner. She could see its large fangs as it leaned in and get them in her shoulder. She could feel them injecting venom into her consistence. At least she would n't be eaten alive, then.

The spider paused and waited for the venom to take outcome. As the minutes crawled by, however, Anne did n't feel rickety or sick. Something did experience different, and something about it was oddly familiar, but she could n't quite office it. Finally the spider stirred again. When Anne saw the large harmonium descend from the spider 's soundbox and move towards her cunt, she groaned. `` Jesus Redeemer, does n't anything on this Goddammed island want to eat me instead of colza me ? '' she asked aloud. Despite that, her pussy was already dripping wet and the spider 's tool entered her without too a great deal effort.

Anne moaned lustfully as the arachnid filled her up. It wasted no prison term in pounding its magnanimous member against her cervix. It hurt, but it was a pain in the ass filled with pleasure, and her body tensed as an sexual climax hit her hard. That was n't all, though. As the monster pushed harder against the entrance to her womb, she could find her insides reacting with a piercing painfulness, a level of distress she had n't felt since…

She knew what it was : a compression. The tone she recognized was labor. The spider 's spitefulness was some mix of hormones that had tricked her body into thinking she was giving birth again. This time, though, she had nada inside her to push out. This time, she had something trying to push… in. `` Oh, God ! Oh God no ! Noooooo ! assistance meeeee ! '' she screamed, and then let out a wordless shriek as another compression hit her, and the spider 's harmonium advanced into her opening cervix.

'' No, no, no, no, I hate my life, I hate this island, I hate Karl Dickem, fuuuuuck ! '' she yelled, her body given over to the vivid pleasure and the crushing pain, her limbs thrashing to no avail against the sticky web. With another muscular contraction, the spider finally pushed its way through and into her womb. Anne sobbed, ineffectual to cover the aroused or forcible intrusion of her innermost fair sex. The spider 's organ inside her pulsed, riffle as contribution of it suddenly grew thicker and pushed their way first into her snatch, then up through her cervix, both causing her to shudder with the pain in the neck or pleasance that she could n't even severalise anymore. She felt new weight deep inside her body.

That 's when she realized, it was n't a penis inside her. The wanderer was n't even male person. It was an ovipositor and it was pushing eggs into her womb. She was n't going to die right now, no. She was going to die when they hatched and ate their way out of her. She could n't cry, nor could she shout. Her mind went numb, refusing to process what was happening. Her eyes went into a dead thousand-yard stare, watching but not seeing as her belly stretched into a mock colour of pregnancy, filled with 12 of carnivorous spider eggs. She heard a riot, the most horrifying, blood-curdling scream she had ever heard in her animation. Then she recognized it was coming from her.

The coming and condensation continued, almost overlapping each other now, as was the screaming, as was the spider pushing more than of its eggs into her. Then all of a sudden, the spider was gone. Moments later, so was the web. The earth and tree diagram fell away beneath her. Anne snapped back to reality as she found herself once again face to nerve with Dong, one of his large tentacles wrapped around her organic structure. Another tentacle clutched the spider, and crushed it easily. So, it was out of the fire but back into the frying pan.

She looked down at her belly. It looked like she was at a broad terminus pregnancy. She burst into rip again, sobbing and wailing, wondering if somehow this absurd and gruesome fortune was what she 'd deserved all along. Dong gazed at her carefully. One of the small tentacles from its brass reached over to her and poked at her egg sac belly. He let out another of his gurgling roars, then set off at a hurried pace through the jungle swamp.

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Some space across the island, Dong arrived at some sort of lake or inland bay. The water looked shed light on and abstruse, and this was proven when the water easily came up to Dong 's head as he ventured in. He transferred Anne to his small tentacles, pulling her arms behind her and holding her legs spread wide. He lifted the wanderer 's carcass above her and gave it a squeeze, letting its lineage and pus drip down and land on her body. Anne retched from the smell and wondered if she was being prepared as a repast after all.

Dong lowered her into the H2O, taking tending to hold open her head above it and being mostly successful. Almost immediately she felt his tentacles caressing her torso again. No, they felt a little different actually. As her capitulum dunked briefly under again, she caught a glance of what it actually was. She was surrounded by eels. Normal sized one, not freaky island colossus sized. She whined as loudly as she could while keeping her mouth closed to avoid drowning. Every Goddamned creepy matter on the island was going to get a discernment of her, it seemed.

When one of them nuzzled her kitty, she tried to recoil, but Dong 's tentacles held her in place. She realized she should n't even be surprised by it all anymore. The eel kept at it, and after a few try it did bring off to push its way inside her. As she felt it working its way deeper in, she felt ashamed that it actually seemed to have wanton time of it in her well-used cunt. Nor did it stop at her cervix, either. Her uterus 's entrance was still pliable enough from the wanderer 's venom that the eel went through it easily, causing a saccade of botheration but also a small coming. By now she was almost used to the shame of her 's body 's use of the horrors being visited upon it, but not quite.

Then the eel wriggled its way back out and float away, only to be quickly replaced by another. One by one they went in and out of her, each one probing mystifying inside her uterus, until one of them finally went all the way inside. She cringed as she felt it moving around inside her womb. Her eyes welled up with teardrop. Before today, only one living thing had ever been inside there. Now, her organic structure was continuing to be violated in a way that cut to the substance of her humanity.

Suddenly though, she realized that her belly seemed small and lighter again. Of course ! They were eating the eggs ! This new insanity made sentiency now, though it did n't get to it much easier as another eel pushed into her womb while the one was still in there. When they had their filling they left again, replaced by still others. She shut her eyes and let it befall, the disgusting eels removing the even more skanky spider eggs from inside her. Her torso orgasmed almost continuously from their climax and goings, which was a blessing since it kept her listen too blank to dwell on it all.

Finally they stopped invading her and lost interest. Her paunch was back to its normal size of it, too. Hopefully that meant all the testicle were out of her. She felt herself being lifted out of the weewee as Dong crawled back up onto body politic. He looked at her intently, and one of his diminished tentacles stroked gently across her pussy as her arms were released. An insane lecherousness fell upon Anne at that instant. She smiled at the great monster and said, `` So now you 're saving me. Does that mean you 're not so bad after all ? Why do n't you go ahead ? You 've earned it, and God knows everything else has been filling me up into my uterus today. '' Dong did n't respond until she reached forward, grabbed the tentacle, and guided it into her pussy.

She moaned deeply as she felt her cervix penetrated once again. Unlike the spider or the eels, however, Dong genuinely fucked her uterus, thrusting the tentacle in and out fast and hard. `` Oh God ! Fuuuuuuck yes ! ass me ! Fuck my Goddamn womb ! Ahhhhhh ! '' Anne shouted. With fright left behind and her organic structure asleep to the pain, all she felt was unbelievable pleasure. With both men she grabbed the nearest unoccupied tentacles and pushed them towards her twat also. Dong got the content and slid them inside her for a total of three pounding all the way through her pussy and into her womb. She took them inside easily, and Anne came instantly with another loud scream.

She felt them moving around in multiple directions inside her, pushing against the wall of her womb. She looked down and could see them moving within her, the peel of her belly writhing with the motion of the tentacles within. No longer a spider nest or a sideboard for eels, now the most wanted voice of her body was just a playground for Dong. She came again, even harder than before, reveling in it, loving every import, her promontory thrown back and her back arc, her body tense as the sexual firing repeatedly shot through her.

As before, Dong did n't let her remaining kettle of fish stay empty, filling her ass with a tentacle and her throat with another. She found herself wishing they could somehow fuck her so deep they met in the center. It almost felt like they were. She could feel the symphony being played upon her body by the hammer tentacles was building to a crescendo. A muffled scream and her eyes rolling back signaled her most powerful climax so far, so much that she passed out.

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'' skipper, you would n't trust that island in there, or the way that monster just mercilessly shook those men off that log, '' Karl said.

'' All of those men lost, how terrible ! '' the captain said.

'' Enoff is going to produce some kind of sign once he tracks down Anne, '' said Karl.

'' opportunity are they 're both gone for honorable, though, '' Anglerod said.

'' We 'll wait for initiatory light tomorrow and then go after them whether there 's a signal or not. Did the islanders give you any more problem ? '' Karl asked.

'' They finally pissed us off enough that we shot a few stave off over their heading. That got them to leave us alone, hiding in their odd star sign, '' the headwaiter answered.

'' That 's good, then. Get a man up on the wall as spotter, in font Enoff does get a signal out, '' Karl said.

Continued in Act VI

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