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There was something happening to the world.
She could not place her intuition, just that each day seemed more isolated. Sure, Nicole told herself that this sort of thing happened. Her friends had boyfriends, careers, lives away from her. But still, she could not shake the realization that it had been months since she’d really seen anyone…
Or done anything…
Okay, so it happens to a lot of graduates. Nicole had just finished her Masters of Library Science, starting at the Circulation Desk at the Denver Public Library. It was the bottom rung, but full time. Enough to barely afford the city.
Which was one of life’s great ironies.
She scrimped and saved in Wichita, trying to save enough money to afford graduate school and pay down student loans, dreaming of an actual city. A place where no one would care if she had short purple hair and liked to kiss other girls.
Only once she got there, just paying rent and basic living expenses ate away any entertainment budget. And she was so tired, especially after volunteering to clean all of the toys in children’s at home in her apartment’s laundromat.
Anything to help out her temperamental boss. Who had been acting strange…
Slowly, Nicole had been stepping up into more responsibility, as the library suddenly became weirdly empty. Patrons simply stopped coming, except for a steady trickle of attractive women. But circulation numbers dropped to a dead low.
She wondered when she’d be fired, trying to volunteer for anything, but the entire staff had turned cold. Several had already resigned. So she did whatever it took to delay the inevitable.
Renee supervised the circ desk, a little older and weathered, she looked well on her way to becoming the stereotype, even putting her brunette hair up into a bun. Nicole quickly learned that her immediate boss was easily agitated, lashing out over minor mistakes.
But of late, Renee had been quiet, sequestered mostly in her office, busy in her office. Leaving Nicole to wonder if the ax would fall as she went into her office.
“Nicole…” Renee fidgetted, out of breath. “I need you to go down… to the basement floor. There are several things we need to bring up for the Summer program.”
“Yes ma’am,” Nicole said, hearing her nervousness as she accepted the list.
She had never been to the basement before. What if she couldn’t find everything?
The elevator required a special key to get down, one she clutched tightly in her hands as she turned it into the slot. Nicole tried to steady herself, unsure why such a simple errand started her heart thudding against her diminutive breasts.
The doors spread open…
It wasn’t like walking into the scene of a low-budget horror movie, at least not immediately. The lights were brightest near the elevator, even if it flickered and dimmed in the musky and clinging air. The expansive underground smelled of old books and stale mold. Nicole grabbed a shelving cart and began searching, her list sending her to the more poorly lit corners of the barely used storage area.
She didn’t even feel the web at first until its fibers closed around her ankle. She stifled a scream, trying to convince her it was just an old Halloween decoration. The spiderweb was too thick, too expensive to be real.
But it stuck to her, spreading around her ankle even as she bent to claw the sticky strands that seemed to climb up her calf. Panic set in as her fingers became trapped in the spreading web, her arms flailed, fighting to free herself only to become more entangled in the insidious trap. She lost her balance, falling without striking the concrete floor.
Instead, she swung, her body suspended by growing webs. It stretched and spun, the unseen monster scurrying around her head, just outside her field of vision. Nicole could sense it, feeling it with little touches and movements as it used the web to pull her hands behind her head.
Her eyes darted up, trying to see the spidery monster, and yet not daring to…
Nicole could feel its breath bristling against her purple locks. She squirmed, struggling to free herself, feeling the slippery tentacles on her back, closing around her to remove her clothes, spreading her legs open through the twist and turns of the web.
It appeared like an amorphous lump, a large flesh-colored mound moving effortlessly through its sticky webs. Nicole looked away, and then back, bangs in her face as the tentacles tightened around her chest, little feelers squeezing her nipples in tight painful pinches. She groaned, her face frozen in fear as the inhuman face closed around her exposed cunt, its lips extending their deliberately elongated form over her lips.
Another tongue touched her clitoris.
She shut her eyes, a vile shudder surging up through her abdomen, not just at revulsion because with each touch came something more. Tentacles poured out from the center mass of the creature, curled together into a beak to narrow their spindly mass and pry open her quivering vagina.
It filled her, spreading her pussy wider as she entered it, feeling like a fist as all five of the individual heads of the tentacle pushed inside of her. Nicole tried again to free herself, unable to understand what was happening as the tendrils expanded inside of her.
The monster stopped for a second, her vagina almost unable to take anymore. The rigid ends of the tentacles brushed against her lips, unable to fit. Terrified and aroused as she was, Nicole worried only about whether or not she could possibly take the next thrust.
The tentacles spasmed, pulling back and pushing forward again.
Then they slid in her, her pussy somehow able to stretch and accept the widest part of the shafts, pleasure and pain mixed together as the creature fisted its appendages inside of her, its mouth simultaneously lapping at her quivering clit.
Shooting intense pleasure traveled up, causing her to bite down on her lip, trying to stop herself from cumming. But the creature worked its way up into her precisely, pushing past her reservations, until her entire body trembled against the spiderweb in uncontrollable ecstasy.
Nicole lost herself, swinging from the alien’s net, immobilized by the sticky teethers and her own repeated orgasms. She could barely think, wondering when it would end, and yet unable to keep herself from cumming.
The heads inside of her continued to push, rocking her against the web, her moans and cries echoing in the empty basement until the creature finished inside of her. At once, the tentacles ejaculated, the vicious white fluid seeping down across her thighs. Spreading and coagulating as the creature withdrew.
Leaving her on the cold cement, unable to move, as the sticky semen hardened across her body, coating her in a solid white layer of cum.
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