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Post by Olivia Lauren Thu Apr 14, 2022 5:40 am

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"Hah, hah... hah...!" Panted the reporter, her curvy, 5'4 body sprinting into the grassy fields despite the heels. She was ahead of the predator for the moment, but it was giving chase! "Need someplace to hide!" Olive looks at the play set ahead of her, running out of time and options to leave her pursuer. "Fuck it...!" She says, as she scurries her way up the spiral tube slide, spreading her legs halfway up it and wedged her heels between the struts of the bolted tubes! "This is compromising..." she thinks out loud, flustered with her skirt hiked, panties flashing the bottom of the tube!

It was tight and uncomfortable, feeling her body shifting within the tube slightly, she spreads her arms out and fully wedged her body to keep herself from sliding down the tube slide! She could hear the thing hopping along, the near faint muffled cries of the struggling Umbrella Employee stirring within its stomach as it sought the reporter out for dessert! Why is the dreadful thing after me?! It should be full enough on that twat to last it a month!! She thought darkly, but it was true! She'd only complicate things, stomach wise...

Yet that didn't deter the frog, the thing Reika had called a 'Lurker'? Before she felt its sticky tongue shoot up the slide!

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"Eyaaah!!" She cried, embarrassed by the tongue coiling around her inner thigh, wrapping around her left leg and nudging against her crotch! It was warm, sticky, and didn't need to be there! "Get off! Get off you slimy little bugger!!" Olive protests, being dragged down the slide inch by inch by the powerful, disgusting, sticky tongue! She could smell the pond water, the swampy, humid breath of that thing climbing up and hugging her silky skin- the slimy tongue squirmed against her clit, making her squirm from the weird texture and warmth that penetrated the black lace panties! "Fucking hell!" She screamed, glaring down at the creature- who had its entire jaws clamped around the exit of the enclosed slide!:

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"Oh, FUCK!" She screamed, her heels slipping as she was slithering down the tube, towards the slimy maw and undulating throat and jiggling uvula! I can't be frog food, there's gotta be something... anything to keep me from-! Her thoughts went silent as her purse swung into her chest and the handgun in her right hand clanked against the tube as her ankles were now reeling inside the frogs mouth! She felt like an idiot, and spread her legs tight, sitting up in the slide as she began to slide inevitably down towards the gullet! Cringing already, she leveled the compact Sig Sauer P228 and pulled back the slender trigger-

-BANG-! BANG-!

The tube filled with bright light and an echoing, boom, her hearing got fainter with both shots given the enclosed space! The bullets created blooming fountains where the 9x19mm round smacked into the back of the creature's tongue and throat, forcing it away quickly, slime bridging from around the exit of the slide which Olive slid through, grimacing as the slime covered her curvy, short body and was dragged a foot or two away from the slide on her back before she recovered! She felt the gravel rub against her ass, hike up her skirt, but determined, she leaned forwards while it dragged her back onto the grass on her ass, and she fired another round, which was less deafening, into the creature's left eye!

It made a horrid shriek, before its tongue relaxed, slipping away from Olive's thigh, retracting into the maw before it hopped back into the sparse wooded area to her left! "Hah...hah...hah...!" She panted, feeling disgusted in the less humid night air now. She stood up, slime running down her sexy leg, which couldn't be helped. "Bloody hell... what the fucking hell is going on here?!" Liv gasped, fixing her skirt, wiping sweat away from her brow with her right wrist, gun still in hand. "I... I gotta get the hell out of here." She says out loud, keeping away from the woodland, and headed over to what looked like a communal bathroom. "Fuck playgrounds..." She whispered, brushing herself off and headed over to the building...

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