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371some giant slug to use too move, without friction, forwards.Slime!Wasn%u2019t that the word... the nickname, that Nancy%u2019s Sisters at the convent called her friend, Alan.%u201cAlan!%u201d Hazel said aloud.Silence, save for the sound of heavy struggled breathing and the %u2018slick%u2019 of more warm goo being laid down on top of her body. She felt its weight sliding over the slime, it moved over her stomach, and something akin to a limpet fish took hold of her nipple and sucked it into a fluid-filled mouth. It sucked so hard she felt the burning pain of blood passing through the pores of her skin, and she heard the greedy sound of an animal swallowing. More movement, her nipple released, a wet , suffocating membrane fell onto her face, across her mouth, her nose, her eyes. She struggled to take a breath and sucked hard. It pulled the entire sheet of goo into her mouth and she was forced to swallow it, but then another fell across her mouth, and two arms brushed past her face and gripped her tied wrists with claws that felt like large steel pliers. The whole mass on top of her pulled itself forward, as a hard organ with the thickness of her horse forced its way into her vagina; and the thing on top of her began to slide back and forth, moving with such speed and fury, she let out a cry at the shock of it. Whatever was slamming into her, it shook the table, as greater globs and streams of slime ran down onto her face and rolled off her chin, down her body, lubricating its constant sliding path, and enabling it to move at an ever accelerating pace and power. She began to feel pleasure within her vagina. The goo had ran down over her cunt and the thing thrusting into her, carried it into her on that massive, unbending shaft. The cycle built, the table shook as though it would fall apart any second; the stench of rotting meat, the falling, hot, goo covering like oily Vaseline, the panting, rasping thing in the dark using her body as though it were nothing more than a mindless, unfeeling, blow-up sex doll; the unrelenting thrusting; the unknown, the unseen, a monster from someone's darkest mind, loosed upon her, she groaned in ecstasy at it all and gave in to the beautiful The Equestrian