Investigate the mysterious wetness
From Create Your Own Story
With a sinking feeling in your gut, you lean over and look between your legs.
Sure enough, there is a second slug. Its body is nestled between your buttocks, extending all the way to the top of your butt cleavage like a thong, and it looks to be at least as thick as the first slug.
The truly horrific aspect of the situation though, is that you are unable to tell how long it is because its front end is buried inside your cunt. Even worse, it is still moving further up inside you.
You immediately begin to retch. All that comes up is some bile since your stomach is empty. When you are able to stand upright, you look around for a stick on the ground, but still are unable to find one. You tear a small branch off of the willow tree and wedge the end of it under the slug between your ass cheeks. This causes the tail end to swing loose from your skin, so that it is hanging freely from your pussy.
Terrifyingly, this only seems to cause it to speed up its ascent into your hole, and the willow branch is useless for prying it out. You watch helplessly as inch after inch of the vile gastropod disappear inside of your most private place, not able to bring yourself to actually grab it with your hands.
Finally, when only about four inches of the slug remain outside of you, you decide that you have no choice but to bite the bullet or it will be too late.
Steeling yourself, you grab the thing with both hands, causing you to retch again immediately. It is even more squishy and slippery than you had imagined, and its mucus seeps through the cracks in your fingers.
Still dry heaving, you begin to pull the slug out. At first, it just slips through your hands, causing panic to rise in you again. Gripping more tightly though, you are able to get enough friction to reverse its trajectory.
You continue to pull it out hand over hand, every few seconds attempting to expel your nonexistent stomach contents. Your horror continues to mount as you pull out more and more of the foul beast.
“Just how fucking long is this fucking thing?” you say out loud in a panicky, cracked voice. You begin to cry at this point.
Over a foot of the slug is now hanging from your pussy, but still more comes. Crying and retching, you pull out a second foot, and still there is more inside you.
At last, when the tail of the slug nearly reaches the ground between your legs, you feel your vagina widening further, and out pops the large, revolting head of the slug, its roving antennae brushing against your labia as it exits. The head is covered in some sort of white foam, and there are two other average-sized slugs stuck to it.
With a scream, you hurl the thing away from you as hard as you can. You continue to scream as you jump up and down, fruitlessly trying to shake the slime off of your hands. After a while, your panic subsides to a reasonable level, and you try to think of what to do next.
You decide to:
- Shower up at the ranch house and head home
- Shower up at the ranch house and head back to school
- Stay messy and head home
- Stay messy and head back to school
- Change your mind and go find that slug
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12th Grade Girl (Katy) |