“No, she was taken before that. It’s not your fault, man.” Steven said, crouched down next to Zoey and gently stroking her head.
“I take it you must be Steven, then?” Adam looked down at him. “I’m Adam. I own the place. You better be thanking your sister for the rest of your life after what she did for you. And what it cost.” He growled angrily, but his mood quickly lightened up again. “C’mon, let’s get you all inside to rest. Tell me everything that happened, though I might already have a pretty decent idea…”
They all went to go sit in the living room area and Sarah began to explain all the things that had happened to them while rescuing Steven. Adam listened intently as his face fluctuated between shock, fascination, and fear. He brought a blanket and steaming cup of tea out to Zoey who gratefully wrapped herself up to hide her face, leaving the tea untouched. When Sarah finished her story with a defeated sigh, Zoey meekly peeked out from her blanket cocoon and sniffled.
“What’s going to happen to her…?” She spoke barely over a whisper. Her cheeks stained with tears. They all helplessly looked at her without answers or false words of comfort until Adam slowly opened his mouth.
“While you were gone, I spent the time surfing through radio channels.” He took a breath before he continued. “From the sounds of it, the government is completely shut down and we shouldn’t be expecting help any time soon. The assumed alien invaders easily destroyed the first waves of military engagement around the world, so there’s little hope for locals to fight against them.”
“What are you trying to say, Adam?” Sarah asked, nervously learning forward.
“All I’m saying is that this could be how the world is for a little while…” He shifted in his chair. “There’s more. In my monitoring room, I have access to several of the city’s municipal security cameras.”
“Is that legal?” Asked Steven.
“Does that really matter now?” Adam grunted. “Besides, I was just doing it to prove a point. Anyway, I’ve… seen a lot of things that match up to your story. It’s like something out of those Japanese animes – just tentacles and fucking all over the fucking place.” He shook his head.
“All over the place? But we didn’t really see much activity out on the streets other than those creatures.” Sarah observed.
“Well, here’s the thing. It seems like they drag their victims underground. I’ve been following their activity on the cameras and it’s clear that they are going down into the metro tunnels under the city. They’ve been… terraforming… for lack of a better word. Just spreading this nasty slime stuff all over the damn place and gluing people to the walls down there. It’s like hell…” He rubbed his eyes as if trying to scrub them clean of the images they had seen. “There’s a slim chance we could use the cameras to try and locate where they are taking Diana, but even then, I’m not sure how we could help.” He leaned his head back and sighed.
“I want to try,” Sarah murmured. “Maybe if I can observe their behavior, I can begin to get an understanding of their patterns and physiology if nothing else.” She stood up with determination in her eyes. “Show me. Steven, keep an eye on Zoey.”
“I’m already doing that.” He replied, handing his sister the tea, which she took and raised to her lips that were slowly starting to regain their color.
“Well, if you’re sure… follow me.” Adam got to his feet and lead Sarah back towards the room with all the monitors and machines from before. “Just so you know, I also tried to contact the number you gave me. For your mother? I… I’m sorry, but I didn’t get through.” He looked down at the floor as they walked. “My family as well. I can only hope they are all safe.” He sat down at a terminal beneath several small screens and flipped some switches.
“Yeah… I hope so, too,” Sarah wistfully murmured.
They watched as the monitors flickered to life to reveal live footage from all around the city. Most of the scenes were of empty city blocks, with burning cars, rubble, and other signs of combat. A thick, pinkish slime covered the streets and crept up the sides of buildings and cars. Filaments snaked out from the edges of the muck and covered even more surfaces with a webbing of flesh-like vines. It looked like a scene from another planet, especially with the only signs of life being several of the hybrid monsters patrolling the streets, some of which had more than ten nude humans crammed inside.
These ones were much larger and the extra flesh on the monsters allowed for much more creative orientations for the spasming prisoners within. It looked like some of them we even being forced to have sex with each other, though for what reason Sarah couldn’t be sure.
One such creature with several men and women encased in its limbs had a large woman embedded in its chest. Her legs were spread wide apart and wrapped around the sides of the monster. She was loosely held, so every step the creature took resulted in her entire body jostling up and down, making her gigantic tits bounce wildly and forcing her to impale herself on the huge black dick of the man below her. His whole upper body seemed completely stuck inside the hybrid’s abdomen and only his bent knees, sagging balls, and rigid cock could be seen – but only for a moment before the woman’s swollen pussy would juicily slide back down and envelope his entire shaft.
Another two large hybrids had captives in both “hands”. One of them had two men, while the other had two women. All four of the humans had their legs up over their heads and were placed so that their asses and genitals obscenely stuck out from the tips of the arms. Other than their crotches, the only things visible were their faces, which watched in horror as the two monsters approached each other.
The one with the men raised its arms, causing their huge, erect cocks to lewdly flop back and forth, a tentacle already filling both their asses. The second creature with the women did the same, presenting their exposed cunts. Small tentacles emerged and spread their pink lips far apart.
Then, as if engaging in a slow motion boxing match, the creatures started to fist-bump each other, alternating and crossing arms each time. This resulted in the men’s giant penises repeatedly ramming deep into the gaping wet pussies of the women. Sticky juices connected their genitals in long strands as they were repeatedly pulled apart and precisely mashed back together again. The looks on their faces showed a mixture of pain and pleasure that oddly entranced Sarah as she watched, unable to peel her eyes away despite the grotesqueness of it all.
“Look here.” Adam gestured to a screen in the corner, which displayed the entrance to a metro station. Every surface was covered in a thick layer of the organic slime as tentacles clearly moved through it past the flickering lights. A sign on the wall indicated that this was the Seventh Street Metro Center.
“That’s not too far from here…” Sarah rubbed her chin, getting closer to get a better look.