"On the Block: Cattleya, Menace, Elina"
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Created on: Tuesday 25th of April 2017 07:50:20 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:21:13 AM UTC



On the Block: Cattleya, Menace, Elina

Her moans sounded much louder than they were as they echoed off the walls of the small cave just outside the village's borders, but no one would come to her rescue at this hour.

To her shame, they were the moans of forced pleasure from a captive, taken against her will from just outside her home by surprise to be the plaything of a sadistic creature known for her short temper and the joy she took from her inflicting pain.

Cattleya, the weapon merchant, was sweating profusely from the pleasure she was being force-fed by Melona, the protean assassin, despite the cool dampness of the cave. It was a mix of pain and sexual pleasure, all of the right buttons being pressed at once, and the warmth of the slimy, jiggling body was not helping.

Spring had just began to settle into their part of the continent, but winter had yet to completely release its grasp from the land. This was one of those chilly mornings that would need the fire to be refilled and relight. Unfortunately, it was also the best time for a certain assassin to strike and claim her target before anyone knew she had even awakened.

For all of her playfulness and love of torment, Melona took her assassination attempts seriously when she knew who she was dealing with.
She had began her attack by wrapping her arms around Cattleya's frame, holding and restraining her in place so as to prevent her from fleeing or being able to alert others, and then covered the busty smith's mouth with the bangs of her hair and using her nature to force the secondary limbs into her mouth and down her throat.
She tried to bite at the arms sinking deeper into her throat, but to no avail. She tried to bash her head into Melona's, but, when she did, her head was entrapped in the protean's cleavage.

Cattleya's reaction was to struggle as her breathing became more labored, but panic was settling in and her thrashing was not nearly enough to break free or even knock the assassin out of her stance. 
And then she felt a sharp pain in her throat, followed by another pain like something twisting in the back of her throat. Her eyes grew heavy, but the pain wouldn't let her pass out. It was a calculated pain that made her gurgle on the slime inside her, but not enough for her to pass out as she so wished it would.

When her struggling lessened from the pain, her eyes locked on Melona as she lowered her head. Her voice was warm against her cold skin, but her whispering tone and cruel smile made her even more terrifying. "I just cut out your tongue from the back of your mouth." She whispered, and then traced her tongue along and into Cattleya's ear. "Did you know, the tongue isn't actually inside the throat..."
It was the most disturbing thing she had ever felt, but she couldn't make bring herself to struggle as she still felt that twisting, now stabbing, pain inside her throat or the feel of the protean's tongue in her ear.

Finally, Melona removed her tongue, but only to paint the picture of Cattleya's torment more. "Your blood is tasty, but that's no surprise. With utters as big as yours, that milk has got to go somewhere. Mineral flavored milk, you could say."
To Cattleya's horror, she watched as piece of her drifted through Melona's arm. It was small and meaty, but she knew what it was. "Your tongue." Melona said to confirm before she moved her mouth closer and snatched it with her teeth.

She brought her mouth close to Cattleya's ear again and chewed her morsel so that she'd be able to hear every bite. When she finished she moved her bangs aside, part of them remaining inside Cattleya, and let the meaty mush fall into her mouth and slide down her gaping, forced open throat.

"I'll be swallowing that properly later. For now, I'll be content with your blood." She said slowly, seductively, before squeezing Cattleya until the embrace of unconsciousness took her.

When next she awoke, Melona was already aware. When Cattleya's eyes began to open, Melona's lips locked around hers and began to suck greedily, forcing something gelatinous from Cattleya's throat to Melona's mouth.
A few moments later, with her cheeks puffed up from she didn't want to image, Melona opened her lips just enough to let a light stream of congealed blood fall on Cattleya's face, coating it and covering it in a grotesque ooze.

She tried to close her eyes, and only then found that her eyelids had been removed; either bitten off or torn off. The only protection she had from the jelly-like blood were the glasses that had been left on her face, but even those did not help her for long as gravity caused it to slide over, but thankfully not into, her eyes.

"That's a better look for you." Melona said, and then she began to lick the blood off Cattleya's face, starting with her eyes though lingering on them as she let her saliva drizzle onto them.
As she did, Cattleya felt a crawling all over her body. She couldn't see what was happening, but it felt like Melona was pressing her body so close to Cattleya's that she had a guess: Melona's body had taken on a form more akin to the stories of a slime; save for her head which remained humanoid lingering above her own.

Cattleya's body was posed and folded in such a way that her arms were laid straight at her sides, her legs from her knees bent or folded under her yet kept from touching by just thin bit of Melona's body, and her labia and anus penetrated and being slowly abused by her slimy form.
There were distortions under her skin, her belly looking like there were snakes traveling inside her, and bulging as they moved around and bunched up at various deadends within. Melona's body had and continued to contort and mold itself to comfortably fill every centimeter of Cattleya's intestines, stomach, womb, ovaries, and esophagus.

Once Melona finished cleaning Cattleya's face, now stained red, the weapon smith's expression was distant and dead, which caused the protean to pout slightly in an annoyed manner. "I didn't say you could die..." She stated.
Immediately, Melona's body reacted inside of Cattleya's, and her eyes went wide as Melona's body tore out of their fleshy confines to begin ravaging Cattleya's in such a way to make her live again. Her lungs were massaged, her heart was squeezed, and blood flow was redirected by force to where it was needed.

With her body as it was, Melona could connect veins and aid organ functions as long as there was blood to flow. This was mainly used when she was ordered to interrogate a prisoner or just to see how long she could keep someone alive. It was a terrifying amount of inside, but she loved to use it on people that angered her.
From Cattleya's perspective, she felt her body move like a wave of water was washing through her body from her legs to her head, and then vomiting a mix of blood, guts, bile, and gore from her mouth.

"Oh! There's your tongue!" Melona exclaimed happily, and leaned forward to slurp and lick up the partially digested mush as most of the expelled contents of Cattleya's body were absorbed into her slimy body.

Melona looked back to Cattleya and brought her head to the side of Cattleya's. "You lost an eye, I see, and a little bit of blood must have gotten into your brain. Can you still hear me?" She asked as she looked into Cattleya's eyes; one pupil turning to look at her and the other eye red from a bursted blood vessel and bulging against its socket.
Cattleya's response was a mouthful of bloody vomit.
Melona smiled at this. "I guess I can't keep you alive much longer." She said, and then began to reform her body with what was outside of Cattleya's; though what was inside of her did move like water trapped inside a balloon as it tried to rejoin with the rest of her.

When she finished, her body resembled that of a small child's. Her pupils retained that clover shape to them, her breasts were much smaller but not quite flat, her hair was shorter but her bangs still acted as a second pair of arms, and her legs were bear of any clothing.
She straddled Cattleya's waist between her legs and placed her hands together beside her head as she smiled cutely. "I'll kill you now and finish eating you. Doesn't that sound good?"

She moved the bangs of her hair to the sides of Cattleya's head and raised her up. This caused another series of vomit to spill from her mouth and onto hers and Melona's legs. Her head tried to lol itself, but her kept was strong enough to keep it up. After a few shakes and two pumps of her throat, the last of the vomit gurgled out.
Melona leaned Cattlelya's forward a little more, much like one would burp a baby, but all that fell from Cattleya was part of her guts; literally spilling from out onto the protean's back.
Melona pushed Cattleya up once more and straightened both of their postures. She watched for a moment, admiring her work really, as her body roiled and wreathed inside Cattleya's; the underneath of her skin moving as Melona's own body separated the guts and gore from her chest to finish her torment.

Melona moved her arms to Cattleya's breasts. She tweaked and twisted her nipples with index and middle fingers for a moment, enjoying the feel of her massive bust, and then began to force her hands into her breasts through her nipples.

First came her fingers, sharp, needle-like tips easily pressing into her flesh after forcing the tits back until they gave way, and then her hands, further widening the holes in her chest. Cattleya was forced to look down as her breasts were penetrated with her one good eye.

Second came her arms, halfway up her shoulders, and then Melona let her arms slid off like wet clay. The protean scooted back as far as her bangs would allow her and concentrated as her arms wormed their way through and around Cattleya's breasts just under the skin; distorting them in a horrifying way and pushing her tit-fat out through what used to be her nipples.

Third and finally, as her breasts bled themselves out and flattened like empty sausage casings, Melona let herself melt back onto Cattleya's lower half and legs. Inside of Cattleya's body, Melona began to reform herself in the most terrifying way she could think to: conforming her body to fit Cattleya's.

At first, it wasn't that bad as most of her body was already destroyed, but then, as she began to push her head up through Cattleya's throat, what little of her mind was left began to register the horrors she was facing as the promise of death approached.
Her throat bulged painfully until the head was pressed through, and then a new pain began as Melona's body turned acidic and began eating the muscle and flesh inside her mouth, head, skull, chest, torso, belly, arms, legs, and even the marrow from her bones. The only part that wasn't being eaten was her neck, but that kept her in constant pain as her sensory system kept sending her signals of pain.

After a few minutes of torment, Cattleya's life finally faded, but Melona continued to slowly eat away her body. An hour passed before she finished, and then sucked Cattleya's husk of skin and bone into her mid-section to finish digesting.

"Mmm. That was fun. You were a good meal, Cattleya." Melona said before she licked her lips. She laid down on the ground and rubbed her bulging belly.