Lakeside trouble

The lake was silent save for the crickets and and eerie croaking of frogs in the muggy night air. The usual sounds of moans and gunfire seemed nonexistent along the shoreline and the rickety boards that make up the boardwalks that stretch across its various ponds. This was because, something was lurking underneath the murky water surface... and it was hungry.

In a fight with some dogs she and Handy had become separated, in her confusion in an unfamiliar city Donna had strayed from the main town and found herself cutting through parklands and by a lake. The ribbit of frogs the only immediate sound as she trod carefully on the rickety wooden boards of an old board walk. "At least they won't eat me!" she thought to herself as in the distance gunfire and screams echoed. She hoped Damien was ok and that he and Ben would find her soon. She had no idea which direction to head in. and stopped shaking her head in frustration.

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:In a fight with some dogs she and Handy had become separated, in her confusion in an unfamiliar city Donna had strayed from the main town and found herself cutting through parklands and by a lake. The ribbit of frogs the only immediate sound as she trod carefully on the rickety wooden boards of an old board walk. "At least they won't eat me!" she thought to herself as in the distance gunfire and screams echoed. She hoped Damien was ok and that he and Ben would find her soon. She had no idea which direction to head in. and stopped shaking her head in frustration.

The creature, nicknamed 'Urgen' could sense something above them, footfalls upon the wooden boards above creaking as the voluptuous woman had began to cross into his turf. Urgen couldn't see her yet, but could smell and almost taste her sweat which had dripped off her hair, between the cracks of the planks and into the water. His dark shape back pedaled in the muck to get a better look of his prey below the water's surface. When he did, Urgen could make out the dark hair, and curvaceous frame of the lovely creature, and they looked much more appetizing than the last thing it had eaten, which was decayed... rotten. Urgen made its approach, its head poking gently from the muck almost underneath Donna...

She stopped hesitant about which way to go, shifting from foot to foot in the darkness, the soft hiss of her stockings as her thighs brushed together adding to the sound of aquatic life in the darkness. "Come on Damien... where are you?!?" she hissed between her teeth, all the while knowing that the chances of him finding her were extremely remote.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around nervously. The instinct that someone or something was watching her rising up inside her. Glancing from side to side the same way a deer would when in the sights of a hunter. Donna tried to surpress a shiver but couldn't help but tremble, isolated and alone in the night.

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:She stopped hesitant about which way to go, shifting from foot to foot in the darkness, the soft hiss of her stockings as her thighs brushed together adding to the sound of aquatic life in the darkness. "Come on Damien... where are you?!?" she hissed between her teeth, all the while knowing that the chances of him finding her were extremely remote.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around nervously. The instinct that someone or something was watching her rising up inside her. Glancing from side to side the same way a deer would when in the sights of a hunter. Donna tried to surpress a shiver but couldn't help but tremble, isolated and alone in the night.

The creature below felt its stomach rumble, egged on by the state of fear rising in the lovely specimen above. Wanting to enhance this state some, Urgen splashed loudly beneath the boardwalk, the swirling mist above the water and the churning muck would help indicate the movement some, but also aided disfiguring the Gamma's appearance and keep it hidden. It gauges the woman's reaction from the safety of the deck she shuffled upon. She was quite a ways from the shore, a good sprint could bring her to land, but even if it came to that, the creature was sure it could take her on. Under the wooden planking, it began to lift the boards with one webbed claw hand, pushing up gently against the undersides of her feet before dipping under the waters and moved along the route, pulling lakeweed beneath the planking with it's mass as it continued to try and press Donna's buttons!

The sounds of movement, there was something down there it wasn't just her imagination. Then the boards under her feet creaked and flexed! Her mind raced "A zombie, there's a zombie in the lake!" she thought. Getting off this walkway was the best idea, and those things were so slow, plus hindered by water and mud it would have to be slower, right? It had to be!
Donna broke into a run for the shore, annoyed as she did so that she hadn't been able to find any flat shoes. Her heels click clacked on the boards as she headed for the green parkland. Occasionally throwing a glance over her shoulder half expecting to see a horde of undead pulling themselves from the water.

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:The sounds of movement, there was something down there it wasn't just her imagination. Then the boards under her feet creaked and flexed! Her mind raced "A zombie, there's a zombie in the lake!" she thought. Getting off this walkway was the best idea, and those things were so slow, plus hindered by water and mud it would have to be slower, right? It had to be!
Donna broke into a run for the shore, annoyed as she did so that she hadn't been able to find any flat shoes. Her heels click clacked on the boards as she headed for the green parkland. Occasionally throwing a glance over her shoulder half expecting to see a horde of undead pulling themselves from the water.

The creature felt delight in Donna's fear, hearing the click clacking of her heels against the boards as she fled to the shoreline. Urgen followed after her, occasionally pushing up on the boards not too far from her heels. When she glanced back over her shoulder, there was wet sound ahead of her like something jumping up from the water! The Gamma Hunter's humanoid appearance hunched over, its back to her, blocking her path to the shore with its warty, muddy body. It slowly turned, a deep croaking sound coming from its gullet as its wide, frog like face turned to face Donna!

She was frozen in fear, her eyes wide with shock her pretty face stretched into an expression of pure horror. Zombies were bad enough, but this, this thing was a monster! Was this the source of the infection that ravaged the city? She raised her hands as though to ward it off. Her chest heavy, full breasts straining against the fabric of her vest as on trembling legs she took a step backwards. What was it? Some kind of mutant frog? But it looked so humanoid. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest.
Suddenly she remembered the pistol and fumbled at the shoulder holster trying to draw the weapon but forgetting to remove the restraining safety strap designed to prevent it falling out. Taking her eyes of the creature she continued to struggle with the gun.

The monster let out a croak, rushing towards her! It's webbed right claw struck Donna's shoulder, the small claws sinking into the fabric of her top and knocked her onto the planks of the board walk, almost knocking her into the water! It took a moment to observe her, watching her lay sprawled upon the deck hunched over, its belly groaning audibly and it large jaws dripping with thick saliva. It began to approach her, waddling and taking its time over to her!

STunned by the blow she finally managed to pull the gun from the holster and spinning around began to fire at the monster as it approached her. She was five shots in before she realised she'd closed her eyes again. Forcing them open she felt the gun buck in her hands and saw the creature illuminated in the muzzle flash. It was even more horrific, and it was drooling! Oh my God, she thought, its going to eat me!

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:STunned by the blow she finally managed to pull the gun from the holster and spinning around began to fire at the monster as it approached her. She was five shots in before she realised she'd closed her eyes again. Forcing them open she felt the gun buck in her hands and saw the creature illuminated in the muzzle flash. It was even more horrific, and it was drooling! Oh my God, she thought, its going to eat me!

The Gamma was startled at first from the loud booms of her weapon, bullets whizzing past its head and shoulders, making it screech in surprise, and back away; the illumination from her muzzle flash allowed her to see its sweaty maw and undulating, powerful throat as it wailed in surprise!

However, the drooling creature soon realized that none of the loud weapon's projectiles hit! With her eyes closed, Donna had let the recoil take over and didn't aim! Urgen's audibly groaning stomach gurgled again, and it took an advancing step as the fifth shot left the weapon, and skirted the creature's neck! "GRUUUU!!" The monster cried, but the damage was minimal, a glancing blow across its warty neck. In retaliation the creature jumps onto Donna, pushing its webbed feet against her chest, sandwiching her between its feet and the planking of the board walk. Stepping off of Donna, it looked her over, hunched down close enough she could feel its fetid breath upon her face, its thick drool dripping onto her neck and breasts, her top absorbing the slimy drool and made it taut against her skin! It seemed to sniff her, then its long, bulky tongue slithered out from the lower jaw and began to drag itself across her creamy neck and lower chin! It approved of her warm silky texture, and the salty taste of her sweat. It plunged its tongue lower, between the narrow valley of her large, DD's, making the fleshy orbs jiggle as it lathered the space between her breasts and then rolled across her right nipple. Warm, squishy, and meaty. Urgen will eat well! It reached down to grab her shoulders, webbed hands slipping into the inside folds of her jacket, prepared to strip it away from her! All the while the tongue slithered across her chest and neck, sticky webs of slimy saliva trailing from its bulky tongue and her silky flesh!

She pushed her hardest to try to shove the creature off of her, but it was just too heavy. Scaly rubbery skin clawed at her blazer pulling it away, its hands and claws the texture rough and unforgiving. I contrasts as thick and pliable as the creature's tongue was, and as disgusting as it's saliva was the appendage actually felt velvety against her skin. She moaned and trembled as it licked and probed her full breasts with its tongue, her legs writhing as she struggles to get free. Arching her back as with all her might she tried to push it off.
Donna spent a lot of time in the gym, but she mostly did spin class, so she wasn't very muscular and librarians are not re-known for their combat skills. In her struggles she inadvertently knocked her pistol off the board walk, she heard it plop into the murky waters below.
"Why is this happening to me!" She sobbed.

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:She pushed her hardest to try to shove the creature off of her, but it was just too heavy. Scaly rubbery skin clawed at her blazer pulling it away, its hands and claws the texture rough and unforgiving. I contrasts as thick and pliable as the creature's tongue was, and as disgusting as it's saliva was the appendage actually felt velvety against her skin. She moaned and trembled as it licked and probed her full breasts with its tongue, her legs writhing as she struggles to get free. Arching her back as with all her might she tried to push it off.
Donna spent a lot of time in the gym, but she mostly did spin class, so she wasn't very muscular and librarians are not re-known for their combat skills. In her struggles she inadvertently knocked her pistol off the board walk, she heard it plop into the murky waters below.
"Why is this happening to me!" She sobbed.

Urgen pulled its tongue out and rubbed its tongue across Donna's toned tummy, the prehensile tongue slipping under her shirt. It slipped up between her cleavage, then curled up and back, gripping the woman's shirt like a hook! Her saliva soaked top pinched at the center, the fabric straining as Urgen reeled her up! Doing so hiked her shirt up enough to show off her lovely stomach and abdomen, the undersides of her breasts exposed as well due to the minimal coverage thanks to the pinched fabric! The claws pulled away her blazer, letting it flop onto the boards, its jaws widening for Donna's head and shoulders as the tongue continued reeling her up into its maw! Urgen's sweaty jaws then began to encompass Donna's head and shoulders, the claws reaching for her skirt clad hips for support!

She screamed loudly her body thrashing and writhing in the creature's grip, the threads of her top popping and tearing as she got closer to it's maw. Her long legs kicked and thrashed wildly her heels drumming the damp wooden boards as she fought for her life. the hem of her skirt creeping up to reveal her thighs and a hint of her stocking tops as she struggled to break free!

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:She screamed loudly her body thrashing and writhing in the creature's grip, the threads of her top popping and tearing as she got closer to it's maw. Her long legs kicked and thrashed wildly her heels drumming the damp wooden boards as she fought for her life. the hem of her skirt creeping up to reveal her thighs and a hint of her stocking tops as she struggled to break free!

The woman's struggles were amplified as Urgen reeled her into its drooling maw, hoisted up by her top, the jaws closed around her upper shoulders! The front of her shirt was pulled into Urgen's mouth as well, which meant her breasts now bobbled under Urgen's chin freely! Saliva rolled down her curves from the Gamma's salivating jaws, the creature's muscular neck and large head allowed it to support her entire, wiggling body as it jerked its head back while simultaneously widening its slimy mouth! Donna's head enters the throat, her shoulders hitting the sides of the Gamma's mouth, her large breasts slipping onto the slimy tongue, fondled by its curious slithering form before Urgen clamps down on her!

Urgen suckles her trapped form, shaking its head left and right, attempting to ease her shoulders into its throat! It snaps up and down, causing her hips to swing violently, her legs hitting its scaly warty stomach, her hammering heels barely touching the surface of the rotting board walk's boards. The Hunter's claws digging into her ass, ripping and tearing long fissures into her fabric and her hissing, kicking nylons! It then gripped her by her ass, its odd webbed fingers squeezing deep into her cheeks like a person would ironically squeezed the 'buns' of a hamburger for support, and slowly began to pull her deeper into its gaping, undulating throat!

Inside, Donna's head already in the throat, her bare shoulders squeezing into the width of Urgen's throat! The tight walls gripped her face, forcing her to look ahead into the rising stink of bile and the sound of a gurgling, and quivering stomach!

She thrashed as she slide into the hot wet rubbery prison, the undulating throat rippling against her urging her deeper. Her long shapely legs kicked and thudded against the creature's torso as she struggled to break free, fighting for her life. Hands clawing at thin air as the creature clawed at her bottom, its powerful fingers leaving red welts in her soft white flesh as it tore her skirt away. revealing the soft orbs of her firm buttocks.
She tried to scream to protest her fate, but from inside the hunter the sound was extremely muffled.
Arching her back thrashing wildly as she slid deeper, her top pulled off, her full breasts falling from it's confines as her shirt and bra were both pulled up around her neck. Her stocking clad legs bicycled the air kicking in desperation as she was slowly, seductively eaten alive.

Urgen let her kick and thrash about inside its mouth, squeezing against her fleshy white buttocks as it began to gyrate its maw around her delicious curvy breasts! It was a masticating motion, rolling and flattening her springy breasts against the back of its throat. Urgen's tongue slithered across her toned stomach, rolling against her belly button. The hunter enjoyed her fresh, silky and warm texture, her salty sweat and tears adding flavor along with her wiggling movements. Urgen jerks its head back pushing against her jiggly rump to drive her further, forcing her shoulders together and deeper in she went! Her muffled screams vibrated the interior of its belly up ahead!

The creature started to swing its head again, inching her shoulders deeper as the saliva continued to lather Donna's body! Her nails caught onto the creatures bumpy, scaly flesh, rougher, slimier and less inviting than Damian's back had been the night before! Her scything nylon clad legs kicked the remnants of her skirt off, falling beside the discarded blazer! The saliva had been so thick, it was beginning to run down her hips, sinking into her panties and soaking the thigh bands of her nylons. The saliva beginning to sling off her kicking, flailing legs!

Her long legs glistened in the moonlight as she continued to kick and thrash. Her calves tensing and flexing, toes curling as it fed on her. Inside the creature she was being squashed against a tight muscular sphincter, her journey slowed all be it temporarily as she was pressed against it's stomach sphincter.
Her legs continued to wave in desperation as slowly the sphincter opened and she slid down towards her final resting place. Inside the stinking hot pit of the monster's stomach. Her calves kicking as her thighs slid from view her feet left for a moment waving in the air. Then, gone!

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:Her long legs glistened in the moonlight as she continued to kick and thrash. Her calves tensing and flexing, toes curling as it fed on her. Inside the creature she was being squashed against a tight muscular sphincter, her journey slowed all be it temporarily as she was pressed against it's stomach sphincter.
Her legs continued to wave in desperation as slowly the sphincter opened and she slid down towards her final resting place. Inside the stinking hot pit of the monster's stomach. Her calves kicking as her thighs slid from view her feet left for a moment waving in the air. Then, gone!

The woman’s shoulders were slowly easing their way through the tight throat, and with a few jerks of the head and some forceful prodding with its webbed claws on her curvy rear, her shoulders were soon eased into the throat! Her large slimy breasts were dragged painfully from the interior of Urgen’s lower jaw, their fullness slowing her pace into the throat only for a few seconds- the upper cleft of her creamy tits slowly pushed through, the nipples plopping into the throat and finally the undersides of her breasts slipped and sank into the ribbed throat!

Outside, Urgen’s neck was bulging out with Donna’s feminine form! Her breasts filled out the space of its neck very nicely, her head and shoulders sinking downward, her luscious double D’s were dragged along the ribbed throating as the bulging upper torso continued to sink down!

Donna’s elbows were pulled into the throat, her hands unable to claw onto anything as they slipped through the corners of the Gamma Hunter’s slimy maw! Eased down by her own frantic movements, the Hunter jerked its head back and opened its jaws wide, letting gravity do the rest of the job! Urgen’s claws dug into her panties as she was being eased down, the satin material pulled away from her perfect, curvy rear, which was to no longer be fondled or gripped by Damian! Her panties slid down her sexy, swinging thighs and stopped around her knees!

Donna's eyes would watch with horror as the tight fleshy wall opened, revealing the dark interior of the stomach! The acids bubbled and the heat of the tight stomach rose up to Donna's terrified, pallid face!



Her head and shoulders slipped through the fleshy barrier, her upper body curling into a ball upon entry into the tight surface! The more the Hunter swallowed, the more of Donna filled Urgen’s stomach! Her curvy rear and child bearing hips slowed her decent somewhat, her creamy jiggly ass was now being explored by Urgen’s tongue, the muscular organ dragging across her sex, and curled between the curvy hills, the tip of its tongue pushing against her anus as it pushed her further in, her ass’s cheeks slowly pushing through the tight entrance, in spite of her wildly kicking legs! One of her heels flew off wildly, plopping into the waters somewhere to the right of the beast, but with another jerk back and powerful swallow, Donna’s ass was swallowed into the ribbed throat!

Donna’s back and shoulders were now bulging out of the stomach, her feminine shape clearly able to be made out from the warty exterior of his small stomach… you wouldn’t think a woman of her size would be able to squeeze into such a belly… but the secret was that frog like creatures elastic flesh! Her kicking thighs came together once Donna’s rump was clear and sliding down Urgen’s wide throat, her wet nylons rubbing against one another as they slid down after her buttocks.

One nylon clad foot and one wearing a heel wiggled above the jaws, calves burning as they pedalled helplessly down into Urgen’s throat, the back of her heel clicking against the ribbed upper roof of the monster’s jaw, her panties rolling down her knees towards her ankles now! The hunter’s stomach gurgled, wanting more!

Ulp… ulp…ulp...

Donna’s wiggling ankles sank deeper with every swallow, the soles of her feet and her curling toes of one of her feet vanished in the darkness of Urgen’s throat as the beast closes its jaws and swallowed with a wet-

--GLICK!

The Gamma’s throat bulged out with her knees and thighs, sinking down the creature’s chest, the stomach walls expanding as Donna’s ass and thighs were forced through, her curvy rear noticeably bulging out the underside of Urgen’s bulging belly now, and the woman’s tasty form was now forced into a tight ball within!

Inside the stomach, Donna was facing a wall, the dark interior was pulsating and gross, as greenish bile began to rub across Donna’s palid, shivering flesh!



Urgen’s belly bounced with Donna’s weight, swaying as it stretched its upper body to the right and left, getting used to its new occupant, causing the distended stomach to jiggle and bobble… as it was, Donna’s wiggling form made it twitch quite a bit! It enjoyed the feeling of her body inside the belly, the fullness of eating such a fresh and frantically moving meal! It pats the stomach with its webbed hands, and hacked up the panties which had caught in its throat, the slimy pair landing not too far from the remnants of her blazer and tattered skirt!

The single black heel floats upon the surface of the lake, bobbing as its owner squirmed inside her tight, rancid prison!

Squashed into its belly she squirmed and writhed, hot rubbery walls pressed in against her as she struggled. Occasionally her face or hands would press against the wall of the hunter's distended making an all too recognisable human impression before she was pressed back in. Muscular contractions ground against her, forcing her into a tighter ball. It was so hard to breath!
The stench was foul the air such as it was stung her nostrils, little bit she realise it was a mixture of air and acidic vapours. Hot frothy liquids splashed over her, stinging when they touched sensitive parts of her body. As she struggled she began to realise this is what its like to be digested alive!
The hairs on her neck stood up and she strained against her confines with renewed terror, but this beast was designed to do this and she was just food now. The more she struggled the more the stomach churned, remorselessly wearing her down. She couldn't breath! Choking and gasping her struggles finally slowed and stopped, the helpless librarian sank into the digestive gloop that was almost completely filling the monster's stomach.

Donna Marie Marchant wrote:Squashed into its belly she squirmed and writhed, hot rubbery walls pressed in against her as she struggled. Occasionally her face or hands would press against the wall of the hunter's distended making an all too recognisable human impression before she was pressed back in. Muscular contractions ground against her, forcing her into a tighter ball. It was so hard to breath!
The stench was foul the air such as it was stung her nostrils, little bit she realise it was a mixture of air and acidic vapours. Hot frothy liquids splashed over her, stinging when they touched sensitive parts of her body. As she struggled she began to realise this is what its like to be digested alive!
The hairs on her neck stood up and she strained against her confines with renewed terror, but this beast was designed to do this and she was just food now. The more she struggled the more the stomach churned, remorselessly wearing her down. She couldn't breath! Choking and gasping her struggles finally slowed and stopped, the helpless librarian sank into the digestive gloop that was almost completely filling the monster's stomach.  

The hunter rubbed its stomach contentedly, the woman's face pushing through the near translucent material of its elastic stomach. The beast jumped into the pond, feeling its meal squirm and wriggle was worth all the trouble. Its stomach acids continued to rise, and it could feel her struggles increase, bulging out its stomach with her frantic movement! But alas, she faltered and succumbed to the digestive acids. It would be a while to completely break her down, but for the moment, the Hunter Urgen was satiated, and let out a small belch from its slimy lips.

Jade walks alongside the lake, her silenced handgun in her hands while her M16 bangs against her right hip, hanging off the strap which is snugly between the gentle hills of her medium-small breasts. Her short two toned hair sways gently as she cautiously maneuvers around the boardwalk. The frogs were not bellowing out their ribbits like you'd expect, and there was hardly a sound at all on the misty lakefront, making the whole experience all the more unnerving for the young Asian woman. Her sneaker like boots made the boards creak with every step she made, which didn't help her nerves either. Her silk top reflected off the water below her with a silvery shimmer, reminding her of carp...

Jade Ling wrote:Jade walks alongside the lake, her silenced handgun in her hands while her M16 bangs against her right hip, hanging off the strap which is snugly between the gentle hills of her medium-small breasts. Her short two toned hair sways gently as she cautiously maneuvers around the boardwalk. The frogs were not bellowing out their ribbits like you'd expect, and there was hardly a sound at all on the misty lakefront, making the whole experience all the more unnerving for the young Asian woman. Her sneaker like boots made the boards creak with every step she made, which didn't help her nerves either. Her silk top reflected off the water below her with a silvery shimmer, reminding her of carp...

Jade was not the only one who was reminded of carp due to the coloration of her shirt; from the depths of the lake, the Tiamat observed the Asian woman's movement. It started with a shimmer of silver from above that drew the great predator's eyes to her quarry... the woman was in her territory now. Hers to decide. The creature makes a break for the surface, her head poking through the wooden boards of the boardwalk beneath Jade! The creature's long, tall neck soared well above 25 feet! It's dragon like face leered down with a snarl, its sharp maw widening and salivating as she looks at Jade like fresh little fishy~

Jade was not expecting something so... quickly. Nor did she expect what would have escalated the situation as she was thrown up by the exploding wooden boards! She tucked and rolled as her body retreated back to earth, her shoulder rolling across wood and a shaky platform hanging over the side of the lake. Kneeling, she looks up with wide, ebony eyes up at the monster looming ahead of her. She heard of the Loch Ness Monster, but to believe Raccoon had their very own version...

"Holy... fuck..." She says lowly, realizing her weapons were practically ineffective for this battle. She slid her suppressed handgun into her hip holster, backing away from the beast she raised the M16 from her hip and squeezed off a short burst of automatic fire up into its face and neck, before turning tail and heading for the shore! "Fuck this, I'm out!" She screamed, pumping her arms, her long sexy legs skipping across the boardwalk while her boots clunked beneath her.

The bullets did little to Tiamat's scales, even her paler underbelly was mostly immune to the bullets; but those that did caused small spurts of blood to spray out like red puffs of mist. Roaring, the plesiosaur like creature gave chase to her fleeing meal; surfing through the wooden walkway without any resistance and causing boards to smash and fly in her wake!

Her long neck descended, her heavy head which was larger than Jade was tall, came in to smash the woman into the teetering planking!