She found herself by a lake; the scene was tranquil, far enough off the path that she knew none of the other girls were going to bother her.  There was a soft bed of reeds folded over by the muddy bank, as if God had been expecting her.  The lake was still, not a fly disturbing the delicate surface.  She leaned forward to examine her reflection, assuring herself that she was just as pretty as the other girls.  She felt like she met the criteria; slim, clear skin, good teeth.  The commercials on television didn’t have anything to pick at her for, that had to be worth something.  Still, she couldn’t help but be jealous.  Jealous of the attention, the jewelry, the late night texts that all the other girls bragged about.

She turned her contemplation from those skin-deep pleasures, focusing instead on the rippling surface of the water.  The little pond had become turbulent, and in the clearness she was what she thought was a school of eels.  She leaned further, admiring the clarity of the pool.  No, she realized, that wasn’t an eel.  It was a snake, a strange snake that was darting its way out of the water.  Suddenly, it had wrapped itself around her angle, and she knew it was going eat her.  She screamed, shrill cries sending the birds fleeing from a nearby tree. 

The strange snake began dragging the terrified girl toward the water as she clawed for her life at the muddy bank.  Her heart shaped face as streaked with grime, soft curls becoming matted with re-wet hair gel that stuck to her neck and dried in a film on her freckled skin.  A second horrible worm had grabbed hold of her other ankle, forcing her legs apart from each other as the slimy flesh pulsed against her soft, freshly shaven legs.  They climbed higher, parting the limbs further and caressing the moon-colored thighs with their pulsations.  Grace felt a sensation she’d never felt before; a warm tickle that caused her virgin opening to twitch.  Her nipples hardened to become visible against her bible camp t-shirt, her bra unable to contain their excitement.  She told herself it was fear, adrenaline, chemicals beyond her control that she needed to fight if she was going to survive.  Her heart was racing, entire body suddenly flashing hot.  The lights were brighter, and she had the urge to chew her teeth. 

Poison!  She realized it with horror, this monster was leaching poison through its skin.  Sweet, euphoric poison that flooded her with a foreign stimulation.  A third tentacle came from the water, thicker than the first two.  It dripped its sweet toxins in thick, gooey spurts onto the riverbank as she dripped spurts of her own in response to the massage of her thighs.  The monster yanked her legs wider still, pushing her panties aside and she could feel the warmth of the summer sunlight on her exposed clit. She blushed with modesty, imagining God himself getting a full view of her cunt as it drooled with obscenity onto the shore. 

The monster ran its slimy appendage over her slit, rippling over the soft bud.  Its tip probed lightly at her opening, stroking her hymen with hungry anticipation of the thin tissue’s oblivoration.  The girl tried to close her legs in a sudden panic, softly pleading with the monster as it made its way into her.  Her hymen tore like a flower petal as the tentacle forced its way inside.  She moaned in response to the sharp pain of her deflowering as it contrasted with the dull ache of her muscles being stretched.  The monster caressed her deepest parts, streaking the walls of her inside as it pumped rhythmically in and out of the tiny virgin. 

She hated how much she loved it as the beast burrowed, sensations exploding through nerves that had never known stimulation before now.  Her tight cavern clenched, milking the poison from the dripping demon as it penetrated her fragile membrane.  It burned like an itch, and she ground herself against the monster to scratch it.  She saw white light, and heard harps. 

Then a less friendly intrusion, a flash of agony as her asshole was violated.  The surprise caused her to scream out, first in pain and then in pleasure as both tentacles moved in unison to work the wall.  A third found its way into her mouth to silence her, and she began to suck the poison slime from it, desperate to keep her high up.  She felt her petite frame being lifted as all three tentacles pumped in unison, a fourth lapping at her clit as two more came to tweak her nipples.  Even more rose from the water to caress her tight navel, slap playfully at her bouncing ass.  Fluids dripped from beneath her, the ruined virgin’s excitement mingling with the poison slime and running down her skinny legs as she dangled.  She gave herself to it, to this beast that had risen to claim her.  She allowed herself to be taken fully, and as a strange new liquid filled her womb she was filled with a love and devotion to the monster that continued to tear into her. 

Suddenly, she felt a tightness in her stomach.  A tingle overtook her swollen clit and her pussy convulsed uncontrollably in orgasm, her stifled cries sending vibrations that incited the other tentacles to ejaculate with her.  They slithered out, leaving her limp form on the shore for the waves to lap at.  The sudden withdrawal of her beloved chemical was jarring, draining, and she grasped weakly at the monster’s last appendage as it sunk back below the shoreline pathetically whimpering for it to take her with it. 

Defeated, she limped back to the campground.