/anime/ - Strike Witches Love is Alive and Well!

Name: Anonymous 2010-12-11 16:43

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She couldn't stop crying. The sobs, muffled by the growing palpus in her now impure throat, could be heard throughout the cavernous room. The echos only reinforced that she had no hope. There wouldn't be any sort of rescue, the other witches still alive would be too busy keeping a defense in Karlsland, maybe even as far as Gallia. Jana even knew that she disobeyed orders so they're wouldn't be any hope in her returning. She was 200 km from the new frontlines, but that was hours, maybe even days ago. She could be further away, she could even be in outer-space for all she knew. Then it got even worse, the big one began to move down there.

She didn't have to crane her neck to see it, the Neuroi in her mouth did that for her. Kastner's head was forced up, splashing some of her brown hair in her eyes. Or was it gray hair, it was hard to tell in the light, or lack thereof. The concern for her hair color was minimum compared to the show down below. Ignoring the main issue, she could see her striker units being transformed, being covered in mostly black and occasional red hexagons, every step many square centimeters would be done at once. It was dizzying to see, and frightful when they reached her thighs.

Her milk white thighs were soon in agony as the hexagons came between them and the FW-56 striker. Jana bit down on the tentacle in her mouth, soon realizing that this was one of it's many purposes. She felt dirty using it the way she expected but had no choice as she felt as if her legs had been severed. For all she knew, they have been. The blue glow of the magic engine slowly changed to a dull gray before becoming a bright, nearly blinding red. Soon various parts of her striker became similar, glowing this red light from any opening before being shut by the expanding Neuroi coating. The winglets on the strikers we reformed, made much more angular in shape and featuring 3 red hexagons, what was apparently the de facto emblem of the monsters.

This was nothing compared to the part that she feared the most. The main probe was encroaching on her moist area. She could barely breathe anymore, fearing her lungs had already been hijacked or replaced with Agrona knows what. The green eyes stared in fear and secretly in anticipation in what would happen. The quivering part of her was one of the few areas of her body she could even truly feel anymore, the numbness and tingling crawling up her neck during the thigh affair. It would only be the latest of slender cylinders entering her body, her body and striker was now full of them, pumping unknown fluids and substances into her body through red conduits on the hexagons that scattered her body now. What wasn't covered in the frightful hexagons was slowly turning a pale color, as if she was dead. Jana wished she was as the second tentacle to enter a fleshy local slowly pushed in.

She closed her eye and let out a muffled moan, or at least thought she did . The numbness had spread to ears now, leaving only a tinny dim sound aside from the loudest of noises. One of those to get through was a gurgling sound, either her mouth or her slit. Jana felt the appendage grow inside her, snaking it's way deeper into her body. The feeling was indescribable. Jana tried to squirm, but nothing in her body would move by her will anymore. She couldn't do more than buck her hips. She opened her her eyes and could see the thing that was filling her. It grew lager as it seemed to endlessly snake into her hole, slowly numbing it through a seemingly endless pleasure, one she never had or will ever feel again.

Strike Witches Love is Alive and Well!

1 Name: Anonymous 2010-10-03 19:00

83 Name: Anonymous 2010-12-11 16:43

Name: Anonymous 2010-10-03 19:00

Name: Anonymous 2010-12-11 16:43