A Sticky Situation

"Ugh...w-what? Where am I?" an Inkling girl asked herself as she awoke curled up inside a dark, grimy enclosure of some sort. Her head was spinning a little, and she felt an almost oppressive sensation that told her she might well be in a bad way.
All the girl could feel on her were her basic athletic top, loose short shorts and a shirt, leaving her uncomfortably exposed.

When pushing out every side of the container didn't work, she pushed upward instead. The top popped off completely, and the sound of plastic hitting a hard floor with a bounce reverberated throughout the room as the girl sat up properly.
Luckily for her eyes, the lighting was a bit dim, and the empty room looked very clean. The floor was even polished enough for the girl to see a faint reflection of herself as she clambered out of the enclosure, but it felt freezing cold under her bare feet.
Shivering, the squid quickly brushed off every bit of grime on her body with a look of disgust on her face, realizing she had just emerged from a Salmonid transport container. She got a sinking feeling in her chest, now knowing that she was in much deeper trouble than she initially imagined.

Suddenly, a video monitor above what appeared to be the exit turned on, displaying one of the glowing ones. Something was different about this one. His eyes seemed very focused and calm, and it felt like he was really staring at her.
"Greetings, Inkling." the fish spoke in an oddly charismatic yet shrill voice.
"What?! You can speak our language?!"
"Surprising, is it? Surely you know us rare Golden Ones possess an intellect far above that of our fellow Chum. I would ask if you were too busy stealing valuable power sources to realize that, but alas, most of my glowing brothers never take advantage of their heightened capacity for thought, and never learn anything beyond rushing foes down or hiding."
The way he spoke sounded awkwardly sophisticated, and he seemed to be avoiding using contractions.
"W-What are you planning to do to me?"
"I would rather reveal my plan in a face to face talk, but it is an experiment of sorts. You are alone here...and completely at MY mercy..."
"Huh? Whaddya mean?"
"Surely you feel that bizarre wavelength permeating your body and mind. It suppresses aggression. You would lack the full ability to physically resist anything even if you felt it necessary. Incidentally, it also disables your transformative capabilities. Just another small experiment of ours. I shall be with you shortly."

The monitor turned off, silence once again filling the room. The girl's head had at least cleared up enough for her to try recollecting how she had ended up in her predicament in the first place.
She remembered the final wave of her last shift drawing to a close. The girl and her crew had easily repelled a Mothership twice, so she decided go off on her own to collect a couple more Golden Eggs. However she quickly found herself overwhelmed by a large group of Salmonid from several open containers around Lost Outpost, leaving her ink tank empty as she found herself helpless and stuck.
She didn't make any distress calls, assuming that she would at worst simply end up splatted, but now she was here.
"They musta hit me on the back of my head or something. I can't remember much more than that..."

No longer lost in thought, the girl had nothing else to do but await the Goldie's arrival. Testing his claims, she attempted to change form, but couldn't even begin the process.

The door opened loudly, and the Goldie moseyed on through with a large bag before it slammed shut behind him. He began to make a slow approach, examining her more closely than he could over the video feed.
"Hmm...an odd stringy tentacle style. It looks good in that pink, and with your purple eyes. Very punk, very tomboyish. Oh, pardon my rudeness. Allow me to apologize for keeping you waiting."
"Huh? Hasn't it only been like, a minute?"
"No matter. I would like to begin the experiment now."
The Salmonid set the bag down and grabbed the Inkling's Grizzco. work shirt with both fins before ripping it off in a single motion.
"My shirt! Why'd ya do that?!" the surprised squid asked. "J-Just what kinda experiment is this?"
"My, such innocence. Even better. This is actually a few experiments in one. Firstly, how you will react to being completely powerless to stop me from having some...fun...with you."
"Fun? W-Whaddya mean?"

The fish dug his fins under the girl's black top and rolled it up and over her head, pulling her forward and revealing her small breasts as he removed it completely.
"Hey! Gimme that back!" she yelled in a daze, desperately covering her newly exposed chest with her thin arms, now blushing a little.
The fish simply threw it aside before pulling down her pink lined short shorts.
"S-Stop!" she stuttered, unable to completely push his fins away with her hands as he simply continued, pulling down her blue squiddymelon print underwear and exposing her most private parts.
She was then lightly forced to sit down on the cold floor and then sprawled out on her back by the Goldie before he pulled her shorts and panties off past her ankles, tossing them aside over her black top.

"T-The floor is so c-cold...w-why are you d-doing this?" the shivering girl asked, curling into a fetal position and rolling onto her side, feeling deep embarrassment at her forced nudity.
"You do seem to have been taught to feel shame, yet I am quite amazed by your innocence, and your...level of naiveté. You have no idea what I am about to do with you, but I think now is the time to really begin."
The fish uncurled the girl, laying her on her back once more before starting to spread her legs apart at the thighs.
"Hey! What are you d-what? W-Why's your...your th-thingie sticking out?"
"So that I can put it right...in...here." he told her, playfully guiding it into position just outside of her lower opening as a look a bewildered fear swept across the girl's face.
"What? In there? B-But why?"
"Because that is where a thingie goes. You might find this experience a bit painful. My apologies in advance if I find myself unable to help how fast I go."
"No, don't hurt me! P-Please don't!"

Ignoring the girl's terrified pleas, he thrusted into her, beginning slowly with an irregular rhythm, having to use almost every muscle in his body to facilitate such motion.
"Ouch! Please stop! I don't like this!"
"To think a slimy ink sack could be this tight..."
As she began whimpering with each thrust, the fish wondered how long he would last in such an amazing subject, starting to lose control over his speed but approaching a more consistent rhythm,
"This f-feels wrong! Stop it!"
"Beg some more. I love the way your voice sounds right now...and the way you blush as you lay there and squeeze down on my golden spear. Something about you squishy Inklings just drives me mad..."
"Please stop...I don't like it..."
He lowered his body with a shaky perverted sigh, resting it on top of her own. The girl couldn't bear to look him in his newly crazed eyes as he began drooling and thrusting harder, his scale covered dick feeling more and more abrasive moving in and out of her with such force.
The squid began to feel an odd tingling sensation.
"Gah!...W-What...what's happening to me?"
"I see. You're getting wet...I can feel it becoming easier to slide myself in and out of you again..."
The Inkling was confused, feeling betrayed by her own body. She was trembling, and her toes began to curl.
"I-I don't like how any of this makes me feel...I don't understand..."
Unexpectedly, he began to slow down before stopping and pulling out. His golden, scale covered cock was dripping precum and covered in a slick fluid.
The girl felt a glimmer of hope, letting out exhausted sighs of relief.
"Haa...ah...are...are you d-done? Is it over?"
"Oh no...not so fast. There's more of you that's too good to pass up. I just need a moment to...cool down. This is also quite tiring..." he explained between heavy breaths.
"No...no more, please..."

About a dozen seconds passed by, and the Salmonid could feel his climax beginning to subside. Before it was too late, he quickly flipped the Inkling over, accidentally slamming her face into the floor and pressing her down onto her stomach and chest, the coldness of the floor feeling worse on her nipples and stomach.
"Careful! H-Hey! What...what are you..."
"I would suggest you brace yourself for Round 2."

Without hesitation, the Goldie clumsily forced his cock fully into her ass, making the girl let out a load scream before he began thrusting with vigor, reducing her back to a frightened mess.
"UWAH!!! But I...th-that's where I...g-get it out of there, please! It really, REALLY hurts!!!"
"Truly spectacular, this tightness and your perfectly plump posterior...you Inklings really are special..."
He began thrusting harder and faster, preferring to hear the squid's pained groaning and whimpering instead of her rather repetitive pleas.
As the girl felt his scaled girth beginning to numb her violated rectum through sheer friction, tears began streaming down her cheeks.
"S-Stop it, please...I wanna go home..."
Suddenly, she heard the Salmonid beginning to let out a more familiar, high pitched sound before feeling something odd starting to flow into her.
More and more was pumped in with every last thrust until it began to overflow, spurting out of her ass with a sickening sound and coating his throbbing cock.
He pulled out slowly, letting the rest of his thin, cloudy semen spill out of the Inkling. Both were exhausted, but the Goldie quickly caught his breath and regained his composure, turning the girl back around to face him and having her sit up. His cum was now smeared across her bottom and the floor.

"Ah...it's been too long...my apologies, we've made a big mess. Don't worry, I'll see to it that you get cleaned up later. As for right now, clean me off with your mouth."
"W-With my mouth? B-But you just t-took it out of my...my-mmph!"
She was interrupted by the fish shoving his now flaccid dick into her mouth. The taste, the mouth feel, where it had just been, everything about it was disgusting.
"Suck and swallow every last bit of the sticky stuff."
The girl shut her eyes and began, soon feeling a final spurt of cum land on the back of her tongue. She did as she was told and swallowed every last bit, sucking one last time just to make sure she got it all.

The Goldie pulled out and patted the squid on the head.
"Thank you, Inkling. You were phenomenal. I am finished with you, but this is not over. You are going to need to rehydrate before we move on."
"Move on?"
"Some of my lesser brothers are waiting outside of this room. They are ALL eager to have their way with you."
The girl's mind went blank.
"If it makes you feel any better, they will be going at you one at a time, single-file."
The Goldie unzipped the bag he had entered with and pulled out a jug of water, struggling a little to uncap it and pour it into a large paper cup.
"Come and drink as much as you want, I see how thirsty you are. You want to go home, do you not?"
She pulled herself towards him with her arms, smearing his semen across more of the floor.
"A-Are...are you really...g-gonna lemme go?", she asked before taking a long drink, downing the whole cup.
"You have my word. Your sheer innocence was part of what made you the best I've had yet, but that's gone now isn't it? It'd get boring keeping you to myself."
"The b-best you've had...yet?"
"You thought you were the only one? You're simply the first girl that truly had no idea what was going on. You don't seriously want more details, do you?"
"N-no I don't...um...more water p-please..."
He poured some more into the cup, and the girl drank it just as fast as before.
"Th-Thanks...I guess...that's enough water for me."
"Well, then I'm afraid I must bid you farewell, kid. Just play nice with my boys now, and I'm sure you'll be fine. Don't worry, they'll understand what you say."
He patted her on the head again before placing the water jug back into the bag, zipping it shut, and making for the door. It opened and he stepped out.

Almost immediately, a group of Chum lacking patchwork clothing began to waddle in to take the Goldie's place. There had to be at least a dozen of them, all with crazed eyes going every which way. They began to form a line.
"H-He didn't say that there w-would be...so many..."
The door slammed shut once more and the first in line, a Chum, rushed the girl down and tackled her to the floor before getting between her legs.
"H-Hey! I'll d-do whatever! J-Just don't push me around!"
The cross-eyed menace quickly penetrated her and began thrusting wildly, squeaking with glee. To her relief, he was quite small and could hardly be felt inside, also comparatively lacking scales, but his speed was something else entirely.
"Woah! Slow down!"
He simply continued frantically fucking her for a solid minute until the Inkling felt his thin goo flowing into her, relieved that he at least had little stamina, but still disgusted by the feeling of having more disgusting goop being put into her.
He pulled out and was quickly replaced by the next in line, who stuck himself into the same hole. The squid was really grossed out by the Salmonid not caring about getting their sticky stuff on each other.
This one went more slowly, but with an odd rhythm to his thrusts. He was bigger than the last one too. Differently from the other Chum, this fish decided to pull out and shoot his goo onto her belly, coating it in a cloudy mess.
"Eww..."

The third in line decided to flip her over and stick it into her ass. His cock had to be half the Goldie's girth, but it was extremely uncomfortable all the same.
"H-Hurry it up...I really don't like anything going in there..."
He sped up tremendously, loving the feeling of riding something other than his front-armored vehicle. Before the girl knew it, he was pulling out and shooting his load onto her back.
Just three down and already getting covered in a lot of Salmonid cum, the girl began to worry even more.
The fourth had already stepped forward and instead of penetrating her, chose to put it in her mouth. She began sucking like the Goldie had instructed her, but soon received assistance from the Chum as he grabbed her head and began thrusting forcibly. Somehow he tasted even worse than the Goldie, but like the other Chum he had a very short fuse. After about a minute, his sticky muck began filling her mouth, forcing her to swallow with a disgusted gulp.

One after the other, the remaining Chum giddily came in and on the girl. A couple of them brought her close to feeling the same tingling the Goldie had made her feel inside, but ultimately couldn't quite get her there, to her relief.

A good while passed, and the final Chum was starting to cum inside her ass, giving her left cheek a hard slap with one of his fins and making her squeal.
"Ah! H-Hey! This feels...so g-gross...ugh...ewww..."
He pulled out, letting more cum spill out of her asshole. Both the Inkling and the floor beneath her were a complete mess and almost completely covered in semen from at least 13 Salmonid warriors. She herself hadn't kept count, preferring to let them do as they pleased with her eyes shut.

They all made for the door now that they were finished, but it didn't shut after they left. Instead, a pair of Cohocks entered the room, making the girl freeze up and tremble in fear.
"No...C-Cohocks?!"
Their girth was massive compared to every other Salmonid that had just used her. She was squishy, sure, but she knew it would still hurt. A lot. And that was if their sheer girth alone didn't break her.

The door then slammed shut, and as if following its cue, the first Cohock approached the Inkling and pushed her down onto her hands and knees like the last Chum had done. She turned to face him but was only met with the sight and feeling of his cock beginning to spread her cheeks apart.
"H-hey! Mr. C-Cohock? I-I don't think your th-thingie will fit inside of th-there...aaah!"
The Cohock began pushing his dick into her comparatively tiny anus, going nearly all the way in and taking the girl's breath away with a unique kind of intense pain.
"...n-no...no...t-too big...hurting me..."
He began to fuck her ass slowly. Each tiny bit that went in and out made the Inkling groan and whine in a different way. The fish found this quite amusing and proceeded to speed up a bit at irregular intervals. The tightness of such a small opening being forced to accommodate an enormous cock was glorious.
"...it hurts...it hurts...p-please slow down...you g-gotta slow d-down...or you'll hurt me real b-b-bad..."
He slowed down just a little bit. He still needed to go fast enough to be able to get off and give the other one a turn, but if he injured the girl, things could get messier than they already were. The speed he adjusted to seemed to be just perfect.
"...I...I can...hardly breathe..."
His slimy cock kept sliding in and out slowly, making an odd, wet noise as air entered and was forced back out with each thrust. The feeling of such a massive thing moving in there, pushing against her inner "walls"...it was the most uncomfortable pain the Inkling had ever felt.
The Cohock was now breathing heavily. He was getting close.
"...I can't...can't take it...I can't take much more..."
Instinctively, he sped up as he got closer and closer to his release. Right as he was on the brink, he realized the girl had already reached full capacity in her rear end, so there was no way he'd be able to keep it inside and tube all of his goo into her.
He began to burst with a guttural gurgle, quickly pulling out of her now gaping asshole and shooting his heavy stream of sticky fluid all over the girl's backside, some landing on the back of her head even.
It all trickled down her sides and out of her back door as it returned to its proper size, no longer stuffed with an enormous piece of male anatomy, and devoid of all sensation for the time being.

"I...c-can't get up...my legs...", she mumbled in tears as she collapsed onto her stomach, barely able to get up off of the floor, or even use her lower half. Never before had she felt so gelatinous, so weak.
And it still wasn't over.
The other Cohock lifted her up by the shoulders, sitting her up and then laying her on her back with her legs off of the ground.
Now drooling profusely, he then spread them just enough and pushed his cock in through the Inkling's tight lower lips, making her squeal a little. Slowly, he pushed it in deeper, inch by inch, until he finally got it all in and her feet were pressed against his body.
"M-My tummy...you're s-stretching it...", the Inkling told him, seeing it bulge profoundly and blushing more intensely than ever. He began the motions she had begun to grow used to, slowly moving himself in and out, making her toes curl into him and forcing more pained groans and whimpers to escape her lips.
The girl looked upon his cross-eyed, maniacal glee and began to feel something different. She trembled with each slow, careful thrust, wondering to herself what was wrong with her.
It was disgusting, but she couldn't stop staring in wonder at the way his cock slid in and out of her, making her stomach bulge again and again.
"I...I...this...f-feels so weird...", she moaned, not liking that he was making her experience the same things the Goldie had made her feel - a bit of pleasure mixed with pain amongst other unpleasant sensations. She began to shed even more tears, hating how something so uncomfortable could produce pleasure down there.
"I'm...no...I feel t-tingling again...ah!"
The second Cohock was at last at his limit, letting out a gurgled roar as he began unloading his load, pulling his big, throbbing cock out and loosing a veritable torrent of cum all over the Inkling's upper body. All too late, she began shielding her face from the forceful stream, a big glob trickling down between her eyes from her forehead, to her chin, and onto the sticky floor, with much more coating her chest and stomach.

The door opened, and the Cohocks exited the room slowly, laughing at the confused, cold, messy creature struggling to roll over and sit up.
"H-h...he...I'm c-covered in...h-his...their...why?"
"You have done well, Inkling. But you are now a complete, utter mess, aren't you?"
She turned to face the familiar voice, seeing the Goldie had entered the room with a hose, an old looking towel and more drinking water for her.
"I'll wash that stuff off of you. Fair warning, this might be a bit cold."
He began hosing her down before she could brace herself, blasting her with frigid water repeatedly, doing his best to hit every bit of her body and to wash what was on the floor down the drainage grates at the back of the room. It was over quickly, and the fish took a bit of pity on the squid, waddling slowly toward her with the large towel and draping it over her shoulders, letting her fully catch her breath.

"Dry yourself and get dressed. Drink water. The experiment is concluded and you will be transported to the outskirts of the city you call home."
"Is...is it really over? Like, for eel?"
"Yes. For eel. Nobody would believe you if you told them what happened to you. But that much was quite obvious, was it not?"
"I guess so...send me home, please..."