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65thought it was... um... well... if it thought or realised it was about to die.%u201d%u201cOh, no!%u201d Carla exclaimed and reached out to hug it tightly now the creatures on her body had gone. The creature wrapped tentacles around her and seemed to hug her back.It let go and started to walk backwards into the swamp. Carla stood there in the mud watching it. Tears poured down her cheeks. She knew she would never see it again. It was as though she knew its thoughts. It would take the children out into the waters where they could find places to hide and then it would let go of the strand of life it had clutched to since it was mortally injured when its craft crashed.She sat on the mud and watched as it disappeared under the water, and as Martha came up closer to her and put a comforting arm around her.%u201cOh, Martha. I feel so sad.%u201d%u201cI know honey, but you will see your children again, I%u2019m sure.%u201dA week had passed. They had dumped the remaining bodies close to where the gators were lined up on a far bank earlier that week. They had just got into bed and Martha said, %u201cIs your sadness growing less?%u201d%u201cA little,%u201d Carla replied.%u201cI%u2019ll give you an orgasm to give you some joy,%u201d Martha said and slid down in the bed as Carla opened her legs. She used her tongue and her fingers skilfully until Carla orgasmed. A stream of green liquid gushed out off Carla%u2019s vagina and tiny wriggling green octopus-like creatures scrambled up over her body, covering the front of Carla completely, making it seem like she had green rippling skin.%u201cWell... I%u2019ll be,%u201d Martha said, pulling her head up to see. You%u2019ve just given birth, Carla.%u201dSwamp Tramp