Mirage Tentacles

     The sticky biomass finally enveloped her arms, wrapping around them like a vice. She struggled, jerking from side to side, desperately trying to pry her arms from the flesh, but it only made the infested squeeze harder. As it lowered her to the ground, Mirage found her chance, pushing out her legs and taking a strong stance on the ground, spreading her legs apart and using all her strength to push upwards. Only for a second did she feel it give way, before it instantly pushed down in retaliation, forcing Mirage to curl her legs and sit on her knees. With no way to escape, she hanged her head, chuckling silently to herself. Seems like this was the end. It would eat her now, probably wrap around her body and suffocate her to death, or perhaps close in around her and crush her flat. Either way, the Tenno was resigned to her fate. She would die with dignity.

That is, if she died at all. It was surprisingly still. Nothing seemed to move, not even the fleshy walls keeping in place. Mirage started kicking her legs around, wondering what it had planned for her. Was it just going to leave her here? A slow, painful death from lack of air, or even starvation? How cruel... Alad's infested must have a sadistic side. Mirage sighed heavily, going limp in her place, the infested around her arms keeping her trapped like this. She looked around. Ridged, fossilized walls, molded around her arms, trapping her in this prison. The floor was partially infested. A long patch running from the left end to the right, almost diagonally. There were several rigid bumps lining across it, something she'd never seen on infested floors. Mirage, seeing nothing else to do, reached out and bumped the heel of her boot against one of these bumps. Watching as it bounced right off, the nub shaking side to side from the impact. Strange...

The bump continued to shake long after Mirage kicked it. Actually, it seemed to grow as well. The bump thickened and lengthened, until it was protruding far above the floor, rising up like a fleshy tower until it was a good ten feet high, standing rigid and at attention. Mirage gulped, wondering what kind of insane torture device the infested would cook up for her. The flat pillar of flesh gained definition, rough barbs forming along its length, one by one, until reaching the top. The flat top formed into a wide head, bumpy, with a slit visible at the very end of it. The rigid tower suddenly came to life, curling up like any other infested tendril, moving around as if it was admiring her features. Mirage looked up, staring the beast in its single eye defiantly, knowing she couldn't show fear for this beast. She could take whatever torture they dish out on her! Mirage lifted her head high, taunting the creature. In response, it twitched, spasmed, and shook. Without warning the strange infested appendage shot out a thick purple substance, violently spraying the disgusting goo all over Mirage's chest, practically coating her from head to toe. It shifted over, behind her, and repeated the process on her back.

Mirage struggled in her bonds as the strange liquid began to seep into her Warframe. No amount of protection would prevent this goo from seeping into her flesh. It tingled, almost unbearably so, causing her to shake and spasm as the infested's diseased goo forced itself into her bloodstream. What would it do to her, melt her from the inside, turn her into one of them? What was... this... her body felt so... wonderful. It was burning down there... Such intense heat! Her legs went limp once more, her Warframe automatically revealing her 'biological' features, in response to the intense stimulus. The suit pulled back, exposing her gushing sex, hardening nipples, and clenching asshole. It wasn't even... touching her, and she was going to... Mirage would have screamed, but all she could do was tense up and give in, her pussy spraying juices all over the floor, the liquid instantly seeping into the Infestation below, like she was feeding it. Panting silently, Mirage tried to regain her composure. She struggled with renewed energy, but it was pointless. She couldn't get out.

Her body betraying her, Mirage soon realized there were secondary effects to that goo. Her entire body began to tingle, yet the feeling was more intense around her lower regions, and her breasts. Soon, the goo's effects took hold. The first growth spurt was violent, spontaneous. Her breasts popped out, growing three cup sizes in a matter of seconds, followed by her rump increasing in size, rounding out and continuing to grow. After the first spurt, it was much more gradual, her body gaining mass, expanding rapidly to the point where her legs were trapped under her own ass, and her breasts were laying against the floor, each one much bigger than her own torso. Alad V and his sick, perverted fantasies! He had to be responsible for this... Again, she tried to struggle, but now it was entirely pointless. Her body trapped her in place. Instead of making a concerted effort to escape, her body just jiggled and bounced, flesh rippling like the fat, useless piles they were. Each nipple so fat and swollen that no mouth could reasonably fit around it... But the infested had ways around this, of course. Two more bumps grew out right in front of her massive breasts. Unlike the main tendril, their tips were wide and hollow. They surged forward, pressing their hard, fleshy exteriors against her own. They had such an unsettling texture. Not rough, yet it felt like they were... flowing, like liquid washing over her breasts, yet solid at the same time. The slimy, disgusting things began to tie themselves around her tits, wrapping around them several times until they were pushed down. Squeezed around it so hard in fact that flesh had redistributed itself on either end of their increasingly tight knot.

The ends of these horrid things latched onto each of her thick nipples, locking in so tightly that no amount of force would pry them off. They squeezed, and pulled, their suckers pulling back on her nipples, stretching them. It was painful, but all Mirage could do was moan under her mask, unable to bear the feeling of them forcing out her own milk. It flowed out of her milk tanks like a river, the suckers eagerly, greedily drinking from them, bulges constantly running down their lengths. Mirage didn't want to know what they were feeding. It seemed pointless to care. All she knew now was her place. These Infested had made her a cow. While they gorged themselves on her tits, more of those things grew out from the floor. Some even grew from the walls. These were much smaller than the initial infested, thinner, yet they retained the same shape. Mirage's legs tried and failed to lift themselves, trapped under the heavy mountain of ass keeping her in place. She could do nothing to stop these tendrils from probing their way around, grinding themselves across her assflesh and leaving a trail of gooey substance in their wake.

One was brave enough to slip between, sliding between the crack from the bottom and coming out the other end. Her spine shivered as that thing ground against her most sensitive regions. Mirage knew what came next, she saw enough Holovids to know where this was going... The tendrils joined their brother, slipping between her cheeks, probing each of her holes, not a single one daring to penetrate. They rubbed and ground against her, sliding their tips across her wet nethers and then moving upwards to swirl around her tight pucker. It drove her insane. Along with the constant milking, it was enough to send her into another orgasm. The tendrils seemed to like that... they kept going. one started to rapidly slide up and down her lips, while another was swirling around her clit, the two of them double teaming her into a third orgasm, and then a fourth. When it finally did penetrate her, Mirage jumped in surprise, having grown accustomed to their probing and teasing. One had pulled back, then forced itself into her pussy as deep as possible... and for a tendril, it was quite deep.

It had in fact, pierced through her cervix and lodged itself deep into her womb. Once in there, it simply continued to pushing, finding more and more room to stick itself in, Mirage beginning to feel bloated and used as it just kept forcing itself in. Her stomach was outlined with the tendril curling itself around inside of her. There was no sign of stopping... There might have been ten feet of that thing inside of her by the time it decided now was the time to pull out. And it was a long and painstaking process. It just kept pulling out, and so slowly. Making sure that it massaged her walls as much as possible before it left. Another orgasm. How many was it by now? Had she already lost count? How many gallons of milk had she given these things? It seemed like her breasts were endless wells of milk at this point. Just constantly feeding this infestation, with no sign of stopping.

It popped out, covered in her juices, gliding the tip over her lower lips one more time before starting to prod her asshole. Mirage began to struggle and shake against the walls. Like always, it was pointless. It wanted in, it would get in... More tendrils wanted inside, two, three, four... all inside, stretching her open. These didn't go as deep. They were more concerned with fucking. They pushed in, made it to her womb, and started to thrust. Very long, rough thrusts, never at the same time. One after another like pistons, giving her no break in-between. Orgasms had become meaningless at this point. From now on, Mirage was having one long, orgasm. Right now there was no distinction between orgasm and regular pleasure. Her anal walls were forced apart roughly, the tendril wasting no time in seeing how deep it could go. That thing went places that no foreign object should go... and yet Mirage's body could do nothing but feel pleasure from it all. It pulled out with an audible pop, Mirage turning her head to look at the thing, just in time to catch a glimpse of it transforming.

The bumpy ridges along its body began to swell. Growing to immense size, to the point where it looked like several balls connected to each other, each one bigger than the last. Mirage gulped, looking at... half of the balls with a small amount of fear. There was no way, right? It was just too big. No matter how big it was, it seemed determined. Using her slightly loosened rear to its advantage, the first, and smallest ball pushed itself inside. Then the second, her cheeks closing around the very thin sections in-between each ball. The third one took some work, but it finally made its way in with a satisfying pop. Three more before Mirage hit her wall. There was absolutely no way she could handle it that big. It looked nearly as big as a softball. Mirage felt pain for the first time in a long time as that ball tried to force its way in, her ring pushing back, forcing the wide ball out of her. But no amount of clenching would stop the infested. Eventually, it just rammed it all inside. One giant ball after another, barely allowing her time to tighten up from the previous one. The last of them was about the size of a basketball. If her ass wasn't so massive at this point she would have been afraid for her life. That thing forced the entire thing in, a loud pop filling the room. Mirage shook, shuddering as it writhed inside of her.

Without warning, it decided now was the time to pull out. Unsure of what this would be like, Mirage braced herself. It started to pull back, wet sounds filling the room as it started forcing its way out. Her ass spread, the tendril forcing it out with a loud, wet pop. Then another one. Pop, pop, pop... Once the last of them were removed, Mirage's head fell limp, the Tenno breathing heavily from exhaustion. It was just too much, too good... They wanted to go back in. Well, she was ready this time. She pretty much told them to bring it on, arching her back as it pushed in, this time with no hesitation. It repeated this over and over again. Giving the Tenno countless orgasms through the whole ordeal. The infested still added things to the mix. Two thin, wide-headed tendrils grew out from the walls. Their ends flattened out like fans, making it quite obvious what their purpose was. Mirage braced herself as one of the tentacles lifted into the air, bringing itself down on her rear, a slap filling the room. Her overgrown cheeks rippled from the slap. They each took a cheek and went to work, alternating between each other, one would slap, then the other would. It was neverending.

What did end, thankfully, was the four tendrils writhing inside of her womb. After what seemed like hours of incessantly fucking her, they finally climaxed. Each of them did so at the same time, sending torrents of purple ooze into her womb. Eventually it became too much, cum spewing out of her pussy around the tentacles. The floor below her coated in the stuff. Mirage hated to think there was more... The spanking and the increasingly rough anal abuse, well... she couldn't take much more. It was only now that she realized the largest of them started to move. It had remained motionless until now. It curled around Mirage's waist, slithering along the floor until it stopped behind her. The thing was probably a foot thick. No way she could take such a massive thing! Seemingly in preparation, the other tentacle finally left her alone. The final, comparably tiny ball popping out, the tentacle receding into the floor behind her. Mirage soon realized that it didn't want her pussy...

The tentacle pushed itself forward, pressing against her tight pucker, rubbing up and down between her cheeks. It was constantly leaking that purple liquid. She found her ass less resistant than usual. It was giving way so easily. That must have been what the balls were for. It wanted to stretch her out before she could handle it. With nothing between the tentacle and her ass, it easily pushed inside, stretching her to her very limit and sliding deeper and deeper. Eventually it went too far, her belly distended from the massive tentacle thrusting inside of her. Several more tendrils joined it. Another pair sliding into her pussy and two or three pushing into her ass from the edges. They thrust in and out rapidly, while the large one was slower, more methodical. Her stomach pushed outward each time it slammed back in, before receding as it pulled out. Mirage could only be thankful for her suit's lack of a mouthpiece. Otherwise, she would have to taste these disgusting things.

More tentacles protruded from the walls and floors, some even appearing from the ceiling. The Tenno struggled as they glided across her flesh. With no more holes to fill, they were content with rubbing themselves on her, smearing their purple ooze all over her Warframe. The suckers churned and pulled as always, gallons of milk drawn from her breasts at this point, feeding some unknown source with her milk. What use did these things have for milk in the first place? Perhaps this was just some perverted game of theirs. The suckers unlatched from her teats, milk continuing to leak from them for a few moments before the flow trickled down. The suckers transformed in front of her, mutating into the same, penis-shaped tips as their counterparts. Without warning, they zoomed forward, forcing themselves against her nipples. Mirage shook her head, unable to believe that such a thing was possible. But it was. Their goo had mutated her enough that her nipples eventually gave way, allowing them to thrust their tendrils into her overgrown breasts.

Every hole was stuffed. Her womb was occupied with tendrils, her stomach bulged around what could only be described as a meat log, and not even her nipples were safe. Each thrust brought forth an orgasm, her body shaking, writhing in pleasure as the infested relentlessly violated her body. Any pain had dulled, replaced with intense ecstasy. Mirage hated to think she was enjoying this, perhaps not mentally so but her body was most definitely pleased. It was pushed to every limit of pleasure, no orifice left unfilled. Some sick creature had made her love this, and now, she was about to be filled with its endless supply of semen. Her pussy as first, the tentacles stiffening inside of her, starting to pump their jizz into her womb, until cum was flowing out of her pussy like a water fall. Her breasts were next, the tendrils pumping their cum into each nipple at the same time, causing her breasts to grow even further, increasing in volume, churning as that ooze filled her. Finally, there was the big one. It pushed as deep as it could go, her stomach taking its shape once there was no more room, and it just kept pushing. Her limits were pushed, her belly stretched around the massive thing. Eventually it stopped, and instantly started to pump her fully of semen. This one was too big, her walls too tight around it. There was no escape. Her belly grew around it, cum expanding her stomach until the outline of the tendril could no longer be discerned from her bloated body. It pumped, and pumped, and pumped until her belly had lifted her off the ground, the walls shifting to allow her room to grow. Thoroughly filled, bloated to ridiculous size thanks to the infested semen, it pulled out.

There was no release for her, however. Moments after it popped out, it shot some kind of sticky film over her pucker. It tightened up, trapping its semen inside of her, forcing her to stay in such an embarrassing state. The tendrils started to recede into the ground, the walls lifting her. Now her arms and legs were grabbed, lifting her higher and higher until she was no longer in the narrow corridor, but in a larger, domed room. She was held up by her arms and legs, stomach and breasts hanging down from her comparably tiny body. On each side, she could see two of her fellow Tenno, in similar states. A Mesa and a Valkyr. Mesa looked like she was loving this, while it was clear that Valkyr was still struggling, despite the state she was in. The feral Tenno was drawn down into the fleshy pit where Mirage once was, presumably for another session. Mirage looked down, chuckling silently to herself. Guess she could learn to enjoy this, while she waited for rescue...