Grab her hand before she touches it.
From Create Your Own Story
“Wait!” you shout, “Please, I don't want you to get hurt.”
She smiles at you, and stops her hand. It's then you notice something strange about her. Michelle's eyes are dilated, and she's breathing heavily, not to mention that her skin is shimmering with a thin layer of sweat.
“A-are you okay?” you ask.
Her lips tremble and she quickly nods. But you know something is wrong here. It's then that you notice the strange smell in the air, and it's coming from the open mouth. Suddenly you feel a surge of pressure from the mouth, and you grunt.
It seems like Michelle wants to say something, comfort perhaps, but she simply can't. She can only press your head protectively against her chest. The soft flesh acting as your pillow feels nice, and you relax, with the pressure slowly subsiding.
You then hear a gasp from Michelle, and your eyes shoot to the mouth. Fear envelopes you, as something pushes it's way out. It's large, black, slimy, and the smell is completely intoxicating. It grows until it's nearly a foot long, and two inches wide.
“W-what is it?! What is that thing?!” you scream.
You look to Michelle for answers, but her eyes are fixed only on whatever is protruding from the mouth. Drool leaks down the side of her lips, and her breathing becomes heavier. Her hand reaches out to it, and your heart pounds.
“M-Michelle?” you stutter, but she seems completely oblivious to your words.
As soon as she rests her hand on to tip of the thing, pleasure courses through your entire body and mind, letting out a feral scream of ecstasy. You've never felt anything like it before, it feels so good that it's like you've died and gone to heaven. The pleasure only increases as Michelle's hand travels down the shaft, and it pulsates to the rhythm of your heart.
Corruption = 18%
