ACT IV

'' Alright, so in the morning we 'll get another group together to go ashore. A brace of them that almost shit their pants today, they stay behind this time. find fault out cat that can cover themselves, '' Karl said. `` We 'll impart our trading materials along with us, see if we ca n't bribe our way into getting to see what 's what around here. ``

'' So you really think we can wee-wee friends with those island bunghole ? '' jackfruit asked.

'' And why not ? Besides, there 's no choice. I 've got to see for myself what this Dong is, '' Karl replied.

'' Just another islander fable. They needed a god to idolize, Dong is it. '' Anglerod theorized.

'' Great, we 're here to ca-ca a moving picture about a myth, '' gob complained.

'' Bullshit, '' Karl shot back. `` That wall 's not there for no reason. ``

'' You said yourself those people do n't even remember anything about when it was built, '' Jack argued.

'' Did you see the gate, though ? They 've kept that thing together. There 's something in that island they want to stay fresh in there, '' Karl insisted. Suddenly, the sound of the tympan from the village started up again.

Anglerod shook his head. `` This belated and they are still going at it ? ``

'' It 's a shame there 's no way to cinema it in the night, it must be something to see all right, '' Karl said.

'' You really are a gourmand for punishment, are n't you, '' Anglerod observed.

'' Oh, fuck off, '' Karl shot back.

'' Say, where did Anne get off to ? '' Jack wondered, looking down at the deck.

'' Who knows. Maybe down in the crew quarters stirring up a gang clap again. I swear that girl is insatiate, I really lucked out with her. I 'd have half a mind to go film it if it did n't mean I 'd throw to pay all those boater to be in the film, '' Karl said. `` Even without my photographic camera, I have half a creative thinker to go join in. ``

'' Yeah, that 's not a bad idea actually, '' Jack said, rubbing his peter through his pants as he set off to go get her.

'' How about you Skipper, want a man of that hot ass ? '' Karl offered.

'' As if letting you hire me for this slip was n't already undignified enough, '' Anglerod grumbled. Karl gave him a knowing stare. `` Alright, alright, she 's spent a few Nox in my cabin on the way out here. What the hell do you want from me, there 's no way I 'm turning down a smoking hot loose woman like that. '' Karl just laughed in response.

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Jose walked the duration of the deck with William Blake by his face, keeping watch. He glanced down at the deck, then stooped down for a faithful look. What appeared to be some debris turned out to be several beads, some of them still together on a bowed stringed instrument while others sat loose. `` Captain, captain ! '' he shouted in a panic.

'' What ? What the fuck 's the issue ? '' Angelrod said as he approached a few moments later.

'' Look what I find on deck, sir ! '' Jose said, handing over the handful of beads.

'' Oh, shit. That looks like something the islanders were wearing. They 've been on plug-in ! '' Anglerod said.

'' What 's the din ? '' Karl asked, approaching with jackfruit close behind him.

'' We need to search the ship. Jose just discovered that aboriginal have been on gameboard. Might still be here or have taken something. ``

'' Those mother fucker ! It 's Anne, they must get gotten her. She 's not on the ship, I checked every room, stem to stern. nobody 's seen her for hours, '' Jack said.

'' I knew I was going to regret this mad quest of yours, Dickem, '' Anglerod said. `` Alright, let 's get the crew armed and in the boats. We 'll go get your missy and then we 're casting off from this Godforsaken island. ``

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tar, Karl, Anglerod, and a group of navy man ran through the village towards the bulwark, just as the villagers finished closing and securing the large gate. They could see Anne on the other incline, screeching, `` Let me go ! somebody help me ! '' The villagers crowded the top of the wall, looking over and chanting. The trio of men made it to a gap in the logic gate that provided just enough of a windowpane to see through, as the aborigine fell into a reverent silence.

On the early English of the paries, a lagoon stretched out, strewn with Rock formations and swamp botany. They watched as something emerged from the water with an odd gurgling boom, a great brute that was composed almost entirely of tentacles. It crawled across the ground approaching the rampart on eight gargantuan tentacle arms covered in suckers. Further up its body, it had another eight smaller tentacles, plus two more longer ones with clubbed ends, reaching out ahead of it. At the top of the ogre sat a ridged carapace that spiraled around itself, opening frontwards towards its lower position, harboring a face that was merely a pair of yellow eye and a writhing mickle of minuscule tentacles. Though the torchlight was dim, they could make out that the beast 's hide was a revolting salmon gloss, and its shell a dirty beige covered with a significant amount of Green algae. At its full elevation out of the pee, it stood about L feet to the top of its shell.

'' holy mother of God ! It 's like some kind of evolutionary throwback of cephalopods all mashed together into a Lovecraftian horror ! '' Anglerod observed.

'' You a leatherneck biologist now, Captain ? '' Karl asked.

'' I 've picked up a few thing in my geezerhood. That monster looks like somebody piled a calamary on top of an octopus, and then an ammonoid on top of that ! I wonder if we 're looking at an honest to God kraken ! ``

'' I do n't fucking worry what we call it, it 's going for Anne ! '' seaman pointed out.

Anne was dressed in the red kimono they had seen earlier, and was tied to a pillar on a drop overlooking the big Dong 's approach. She struggled against her bonds, the affright evident in her shrieking grew exponentially as the creature made its way towards her. Finally, its sick drumhead loomed directly in social movement of her, and the pocket-size tentacles reached out, coiled around her physical structure, and pulled her away from the mainstay, easily breaking the rope that had held her there.

'' Oh God, it 's going to eat me ! helper ! please person do something ! '' she yelled.

'' Men ! Get that gate open ! '' Anglerod ordered. The sailors set to it, but found it no easy labor to take with both the heavy bars across the gate and the villagers that wanted to wee certain it stayed closed.

Dong roared again as the tentacles pulled Anne 's arms behind her back, and grasped her legs individually in ordering to spread out them panoptic capable. They moved up and down her body over the kimono, then quickly ripped it apart, revealing Anne 's naked soundbox underneath it. The tentacles resumed roaming across her body, though two of them took special interestingness in her vauntingly breast, coiling around them and squeezing tightly. Anne screamed incoherently.

'' Jesus Christ, look at the villagers ! The sick shag are masturbating while that thing is eating Anne ! '' Jack noticed.

Karl looked around and saw that indeed, the native men had all taken their cocks out and were eagerly stroking them while watching Anne intently. Many of the women similarly had a hired hand against their genital organ, rubbing furiously. `` Is it ? I wonder… '' he mused.

Anne, for her part, was nearly out of breathing time from screaming and now was mostly just sobbing, clutched helplessly in the slimy tentacles for no uncertainty the final moments of her life. She gasped in surprise as one of them suddenly pushed grueling into her snatch and started thrusting in and out. It barely fit at all, productive than any turncock she 'd ever had before. She whimpered as it rammed into her cunt, rapidly and mercilessly probing deeper inside her until her fuck tunnel could stretch no further. She screamed again, overwhelmed, having never before felt so filled.

She felt her organic structure starting to betray her. No matter how frightened she was or how much it hurt, she was too very much of a slut to bring this form of pounding in her pussy and not enjoy it. Her screams transitioned into moans. She felt an orgasm rising unbidden within her, and made a decisiveness to surrender herself to it. She stopped struggling against the tentacles and relaxed, letting them have her, letting the pleasure come. And cum she did, her back arching as she screamed again, this prison term not in veneration but in release.

As she came down from her bloom, panting to hitch her breathing time, she felt one of the tentacles careen its position to poke at her asshole. `` Oh no, no, you ca n't ! I ca n't take that much back there ! '' she begged. It was of course entirely ineffectual, as her book binding door was swiftly penetrated. Though she was certainly no stranger to taking it up the ass, usually she was prepared for it. She tried to stay lull, but her screams shifted back to panic as this tentacle also reached much further inside than any man had ever been, filling her a little more slowly than the first one had, but still much too quickly. Her scream were short-lived, however, as another tentacle took the chance to fill her third and final examination hole.

She struggled as she gagged on the tentacle forcing its way down her throat. Once again, it only just barely fit, and even with that she could n't possess managed it were it not pushing with incredible strong suit. She forced herself to still down. The pain from the tentacle up her bowels was lessening and in fact it was starting to finger incredibly good. She found that if she relaxed her throat and timed it correctly, she was still able to catch some ready hint on the tentacle 's out stroke. She also found that she was surprisingly aroused by what was happening, pain and all. It crossed her mind that she ought to be ashamed of herself for that, but put it aside.

There was n't any pick but to endure it anyway. She had n't asked for this, but if she was about to die, she could n't cogitate of a intimately way to go out than all three of her slutty jazz holes impaled on more genus Phallus than she could wield. One of the tentacles came across her clit and began rubbing at it intensely. The stimulation was too much, and another orgasm exploded within her, more powerful than any she 'd ever experienced before. Her optic rolled back as her body shook, her cries of pleasure muted by the giant 's appendage that filled her mouth.

As Anne fell limp again, completely exhausted both physically and mentally, Dong turned away from the paries and crawled back towards the interior of the island. His tentacles pulled free from her holes, and she moaned softly in the afterglow of the sinewy fucking she 'd just abide. `` smell, it 's just taking her along. We can still get her back, '' Karl said.

The sailors finally wrestled the gate undetermined and managed to keep the islanders at bay. Karl and squat led the way through. `` Alright, half of you men with Karl and me, the former half, stoppage with the captain and bear this gate clear for us, '' shit ordered.

'' My gas bomb, one of you, bring some with us, '' Karl added.

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'' Our flashlights are n't doing much goodness. It 's too all-fired shadow to see anything, '' squat complained.

'' No, see the tracks in the mud ? It went this way. It should be dawn soon anyhow, '' Karl replied.

'' support those guns cook, men, '' Jack said.

'' Yeah, no diddley, '' somebody murmured.

'' It looks like some easier going up on those rocks up ahead, '' Karl said.

'' Except that rock looks like it 's moving… oh fuck ! '' Jack exclaimed as a tinkerer Cancer as marvelous as he was turned to face the group. It decided it did n't like what it saw and skittered towards them on its immense spindly legs, waving its giant claw menacingly. `` flack ! Fire ! '' he shouted.

'' A bomb calorimeter, throw a bomb calorimeter, '' Karl ordered, then snatched one and did it himself when he saw the sailor carrying them had frozen up with awe. The outpouring of bullet had n't done much of anything to end the advance creature, but the cloud of Mary Jane from the gas bomb caused it to slow its plan of attack and finally collapse mere foundation away from the group.

'' It looks like Dong is n't the entirely surprising matter on this island, '' Karl said with a triumphant smile.

'' I 'm afraid it 's going to keep surprise us, too, '' Jack retorted.

'' Relax, the gas bomb worked, did n't it ? We 'll overhear up to that kraken whatever and we 'll take it down alert ! '' Karl said.

'' It 's not the monstrosity we 're after, we 're here to get your actress back, call back ? semen on, the lot of you, we 're falling behind, '' doodly-squat said.

'' right hand, right, trusted, '' Karl muttered.

Continued in Act V

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