I leaned against the boulder, but instead of rock, a giant gaping maw stood open. It was a chasm of red flesh, pulsing and dripping with vile slime. Hundreds of sharp needle-like fangs filled the inside.
"Fuck!" I shouted, teetering forward.
My fellow adventurers screamed.
At the last second, I tipped my weight back, only barely stopping myself from falling into a giant monster mouth.
A long red tongue shot out of the living chasm, quickly wrapping around my waist, and yanking my forward the rest of the way into the abyss. The jaws shut behind me, plunging me into darkness.
The air was damp and hot, smelling of dog breath and sexual fluids. The walls closed around me squeezing my body as I kicked and squirmed. The tongue let go of me, but I fought against the walls and floor as they pressed into me, crushing me and swallowing me back. I clung to the walls, grabbing handfuls of slippery flesh to stop myself from being pulled in deeper. Sharp teeth lined the jaw's entrance, stabbing into my flailing hands, stopping me from getting a grip and punishing me for trying to escape.
My grip failed, and I howled in despair as the writhing walls pulled me deeper into its body. I didn't go far, there wasn't a throat or stomach. I was placed in a slimy little flesh pocket at the back, with absolutely no room to wiggle. I squirmed to find purchase on the floor and walls. Writhing tendrils grabbed me, wrapping firmly around my wrists and ankles, drawing my body out tight. I fought against them, but they pulled harder, stretching me out, face down and spread eagle.
I calmed my mind, and channelled my firebolt spell. I released a bolt of fire. The darkness inside the creature's maw was cast away, I caught a brief glimmer of the fleshy red walls surrounding me. The firebolt struck the flesh, and made a sizzling hiss. I heard a rumbling cry of pain from the monster. The fleshy walls crushed down on me hard in retaliation, knocking the wind out of me.
I barely held onto my concentration, and released another firebolt out of my hand. The monster screeched with pain and rage. I felt a strange ooze secrete out of the flesh surrounding my fire-flinging hands, coating them completely up to the wrist. At first it felt cold. But then, it started warming up. It started to sting a little, with faint pinpricks of pain.
"Oh fuck, that can't be good…" I muttered.
The stinging slowly grew more intense, quickly going from mild, to uncomfortable, to painful, and finally growing to be unbearable.
"Aaaagh!" I screamed.
It felt like my hands were burning, on fire, melting in acid. I had no idea what the stuff was doing to me, but it was pure liquid agony.
The firebolt spell shape collapsed, as the pain shattered my ability to concentrate. I desperately wove a purify spell to clean the slime off my hands, but it failed too. My panicked brain couldn't control the mana.
"Stop! Please!" I cried.
The monster had no mercy. The burning continued. The monster probably had no idea what I was saying. If it was some sort of acid, nothing would save me from the pain but a water rinse and copious healing magic. There was none of that for me here. As I wailed in agony, I felt something warm, wet and slimy press up against my rear. My butt? It was going for my butt?
The tentacle pushed forward. I clenched my ass tight to stop it, but the tentacle flesh was hard and unyielding, and the force the monster used was more than my sphincter muscles could take.
"Nooo! It huuurts!" I howled.
My tiny little anus was painfully wrenched open as a tentacle as thick as my fist forced its way inside. My little virgin butthole was forced open for the first time by something wider than I'd ever thought possible. Did it rip something? I had no idea, but I'd probably need some healing when this was all over.
The pain overwhelmed me, shut down my mind, all thoughts of resistance faded away. I closed my eyes and entered an almost meditative state, just laying there, feeling, experiencing, and letting the fiery pain of my anal rape wash over me. My ass somehow hurt more than my tortured hands and the monster wasn't even thrusting that hard yet.
I embraced it. I was going to suffer. I relaxed my pounding heart and accepted the pain.
An equally wide tentacle pressed against my pussy. It was going to hurt too. I cried in despair, but it forced itself inside me anyway.
It was thicker than the dire wolf-thing that fucked me when I first woke up in this world.
The pain washed over me again, my body twitched and trembled, it was almost like an orgasm but… No wait… It was an orgasm. A pain orgasm, I didn't know that was possible.
A third tentacle kissed me on the lips, and I opened my mouth to take it like a good girl.
This one was a bit thinner, like a human cock, perfectly sized to force its way down my throat and choke me without completely blocking my air. Why were the ass and pussy tentacles so much thicker? That was proof of deliberate sadism. The monster didn't just want to fill me with Tainted goo, it wanted to hurt me, see me suffer.
I sucked the slimy cock tentacle inside my mouth. It tasted like dirty old gym socks mixed with stale crusty semen. I tried to please it. There was no fight left in me anymore. The sizzling pain in my hands had stopped, replaced with a dull throb. Was that because it was a stinging venom, and the pain chemical finished reacting? or was that because it was acid and my flesh had melted away along with my pain receptors? I was in absolute darkness; I couldn't see my hands. I had no idea about their current state.