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323vagina, it ran like treacle down her crack. The beast started to move again. It was dripping the same stuff down all over her body. What was it? Something crawling on her that had been pulled out of a slimy pool? Is this why they called it Slime?A great hot breath fell on her face and as she gasped, a sheet of suffocating oily film fell across her it, covering her nostrils and mouth. She took a breath and a great bubble of it imploded into her mouth.At the same time, two powerful arms brushed past her and seized the bed head. There was a grunt and something the size of a pint bottle pushed into her vagina, an organ made too small to accommodate such a large diameter item. She heard the bed head creak and the bottle sized organ, which was surely this beast on top of her, forced its way in, stretching her vagina so wide that she feared it would tear and rupture.She groaned as it hurt her, but her sound was stifled as a waterfall made of foul-smelling, honey-like, liquid fell across her entire face%u2014sealing her ability to breath. She pushed her tongue out through her open mouth to pierce the thick film so she could take a breath.The beast%u2019s organ slid out of her and pushed back in again, but it failed to go in completely. It came out again. She heard the bed head creak, and thing sliding down on her body over the track it had deposited on her, like a slug or a snail. A mouth licked her as two claws pulled the lips of her vagina apart. The was a loud cough and a huge dollop of thick hot liquid impacted against her exposed pink interior. A wet slimy tongue flicked over her clitoris before pushing the ball of sticky muck into her vagina. It%u2019s tongue was long like that of a frog. She felt it pushing the sticky, oily ball right up inside her as it coated the entire length of the interior walls of her vagina. Matilda realised something; whatever this swamp thing was... it was an intelligent swamp thing. The beast was lubricating her. The Fidget