Chapter 7 - The Observer - Amputee, Tentacles, Futa, Slime Girl

This room was vastly larger than the rest. Ornate chandeliers hung from the vaulted roof. Elegant pillars were spaced evenly on either side of the hall. Two cloth-covered stone altars sat at the head of the room. There were racks on opposite sides of the altars, both holding around a hundred tall, slowly burning, red candles. From his perch, he watched as the cultists carried their expectant captive. She had all of her limbs removed and her belly swelled out, noting her long pregnancy. How odd that she is still captive inside of her.
 
Four men carried the girl and another led the procession. They sat her upon a stone altar at the head of the room. They removed her gag as they encircled her. “Please, there is something inside of me!” She wailed, but the cultists ignored her warnings. Four more cultists appeared, carrying another fruitful captive; this one, however, still had her limbs. Her belly bulged with the beast’s seeds. That one is Trisha. They placed her upon another altar. She protested and struggled, but she was weak and burdened, and soon she went limp once again.
 
The leader began chanting and all of the other cultists joined him. The leader drew his dagger and brought it high above the first girl’s belly. Piper. Water erupted from between the stumps where her legs had been. The cultist lowered his blade and, with mild surprise, he walked upon the damp floor. He waited for her child to come.
 
Oh, the anticipation! He giggled quietly, from the ledge.
 
Suddenly the water rose beneath his feet, vaulting him backwards. His head rapped against the stone wall, a distinct pool of blood was assurance of his demise. The water took the form of a well-proportioned, buxom woman.
 
She stood defensively as the other cultists approached her, looking for an opportunity to strike. One stepped closer and the water nymph punched him in the chest, toppling him backwards with excessive force. And that is Lindsay… Well, the nymph kept Lindsay’s form, so there must be some of her remaining in there.
 
The cultists struck at the woman made of water, but they had no effect. They are too stubborn to run, or too stupid. Four of the cultists came back to the second girl, Trisha, and carried her; they were attempting to take her elsewhere. Maybe they’re smarter than I had believed.
 
Trisha’s belly puffed out; slime began pouring from her lower orifices, leaving a trail as they hefted her away. She shrieked as her belly began vibrating. The cultists stopped and sat her down, uncertain of what was happening. Her belly pressed out in awkward angles, as if something was attempting to push out. She opened her legs wide as a tendril snaked its way from her loins. She wailed as a small grotesque, snake-like creature crawled from her other opening. It moved onto her leg and stopped.
 
One cultist leaned closer to inspect the strange creature; it lunged without warning, mandibles clamped onto his cheek as he tried to wrench it free. The tentacle protruding from her privates elongated and grabbed another cultist’s ankle. He tripped and screamed with terror as the tentacle pulled him closer. Soon it was pulling his bare foot into her. Trisha slammed her fist onto the ground as she tried to cope with the pain. The other cultists ran for the exit. He was knee deep and still writhing in pain as the monster pulled the man farther into her. He struggled frantically as it sucked his appendage deeper. It made it to his thigh before it stopped.
 
There was a popping sound. Suddenly free, the man pulled himself away, his leg was now completely gone. Slime and blood smeared across the floor as he tried to crawl away in shock. His companion was now on the ground with the snake creature still planted on his cheek. The legless man tried to grab his friend’s dagger, but before he could reach, the tentacle showed itself again. It’s not done with you yet. He watched as it wound its way around the man’s other leg.
 
The spectator saw the group of robed men fighting a losing battle with the water nymph. And what’s this? He spotted the two fleeing cultists. They were stopped by a confident woman who wielded a bloodied sword; she had a spare weapon between her legs. My dear Rita! You’ve come a long way. She was small and able to dodge past their attacks. She easily dropped them with two powerful swipes before she signaled to her companion. A frazzle-haired, defeated looking woman with broad shoulders entered the room. Cassie looks like she’s been overused. The spectator smiled. How wonderful that you two showed up!
 
They kept their distance from the the man being swallowed by the woman’s lower lips. He laid lifeless, shoulder-deep as he moved into her inch-by-inch. Her distended belly quaked as the creature inside of her feasted on its victim. Rita surprised the final cultist opposing the water nymph. Lindsay’s aqueous form relaxed; the flow beneath her translucent skin visibly calmed.
 
“I have encountered you before. Who are you, tainted one?”
“Rita, what are you?”
Lindsay’s head turned to look at Cassie. “Are you her captive?”
Rita’s grip tightened on her sword. “She’s with me, you monster!”
Lindsay stepped forward and her form roiled before collapsing to the floor. The puddle moved and rose around Rita, enveloping her body. Rita’s stance tightened slowly, strained by the water nymph’s pull.
 
Rita grunted and abruptly broke Lindsay’s hold. The water nymph splashed to the floor around her. The puddle reformed a short distance away. “Cassie, she’s too strong. Run!” Linday shot a strong blast of water directly upon Rita’s unnatural appendage. Rita dropped, breathless from the strike. Lindsay and Cassie bolted to the door. It was a long span of time before Rita regained her senses. She cursed loudly as she stood. She looked to Trisha, who had passed out; the beast inside her, however, had begun eating the cultist that her serpent had killed.
 
Rita avoided that area; instead, she walked leisurely to the altar that held Piper. Rita smiled covetously, running her hand along the remaining portion of the woman’s amputated thigh. Her finger’s traced the helpless girl’s wet slit. Rita’s organ rose within moments.
 
Piper moaned as Rita touched her clit. She looked down to watch the woman with large-breasts and a large-organ moving into position. “Oh, yes. I need you inside of me!” Rita prodded her opening. She moved slowly once she found her way in. “Oh, it’s so much bigger! I love it!” Piper groaned with slight pain and immense pleasure. Rita lifted her and lowered her body fully onto her shaft; she proceeded to move her body in rhythm with her hips for full penetration.
 
She increased her pace, using all of her strength to slam the girl’s body onto her rod. She quivered as she erupted into her vassal; in kind, Piper screamed with delight as she accepted Rita’s seed.
 
Still he watched. What a delightful display. It’s only a matter of time before I break the others. Laughing quietly, he closed his eyes and teleported elsewhere.