Ms. Americana : Enslaved by Gremlins

Brenda Wade watched the TV news in horror. "Apparently no survivors have yet been found, and the exact location of the plane's crash has yet to be determined. Local authorities claim it is useless to continue the search, as there is a minimal chance of anyone surviving more than 48 hours deep inside the Congo rainforest"

"My GOD! They are calling the search off? Esha was on that plane! She could have escaped!" She quickly undressed, her beautiful body naked just for a few seconds until she was clad in her red and blue costume. "I am Ms. Americana and I will not be denied!" she yelled triumphantly and hopped into her private plane, turning on the invisibility generator and speeding off southwards. 

*****

Her plane slowly descended onto a clearing near the bank of the Congo river. She arrived just as night approached, exiting the invisible craft stealthily and setting up a makeshift camp. 

"I should wait for daylight to arrive, but I cannot waste any time! She can be on the run already!" Americana thought out aloud and boldly entered the rainforest with her searchlight.

She hurried and made a lot of noise as she rushed herself deeper and deeper into the pitch-black jungle. Amid the occasional shriek and howl from the native apes and birds, she was still quite hard to notice. 

Looking into the distance with her flashlight, a sudden movement caught her eye. A large shadow vaulted across a fallen tree trunk and disappeared into the bushes again. She heard a blood-curdling, deep howl and her whole body went tense.

"Probably some deranged ape.. it better keep itself out of my way" she muttered, clearly annoyed. She continued her journey into the heart of the jungle, the path getting more difficult and the undergrowth thickening. Ms. Americana finally found a clearing after journeying through the vast, dark jungle for over two hours. "Ahh, a nice forest clearing, complete with a shallow pond. I might as well rest for a few minutes, my legs are getting stiff" she sat down near the pool and mused about the whereabouts of her nemesis, Esha.

She took off her heavy boots and laid her legs into the pond. The water was cooling her pretty, small feet and it felt nice against her sweaty, hot skin. "Hmm maybe i'll take a little dip" Brenda thought out aloud, smiling to the idea. Slowly she took off her gloves, one at a time. Double checking her surroundings, she cast a mischevious smile as she undid her bra and let it slide off. Her pointy 38DD tits sloshed out, sweat rolling slowly down her chest. Deciding it was safe for now, she undid her power belt and then slowly undressed out of her panties, revealing her shaved mound, then bending down and sticking out her marvelous ass as she pulled them off her legs. Entering the water warily, the coolness of the pond sent goosebumps up her body and caused her nipples to stick out an inch. The pond was no deeper than maybe 2 feet, with a small, dark blue sinkhole in the middle. She lay down in a shallow part of the pond, her beautiful nude body reclined against her stuck out elbows. She dipped her head momentarily in water and smiled. "This isn't that bad. I might go here for vacation later" she thought, enjoying the sensation.

Lost in her own thoughts with her tired eyes closing momentarily, Brenda failed to notice her elbows digging deeper and deeper into the sand bed. Suddenly she couldn't move her arms, and when she snapped out of her dumb day dreams about saving the world, she noticed her forearms, elbows and feet sinking rapidly into the heavy sand. "Quicksand!" she yelled out, splashing and thrashing around as she struggled to free herself. "Oh no, I can't end like this, not like this! If I only had the power belt!" She freaked out, desperately trying to save herself. As she was preoccupied with her own grim prospects, she didn't see how the sinkhole in the middle of the pond began rippling and bubbling. In the dark she saw several vaguely humanoid figures climb out of the sinkhole and stare at her struggle. "HEEELP! HELP ME OUT! I'M SINKING PLEASE HELP!" she yelled at them, desperate for assistance.

The figures croaked and clicked, emitting strange guttural voices, as if conversating in a bestial language. Slowly they set into the water and swam rapidly to the other end of the pond. As they approached Ms. Americana saw their full form. They had diminutive humanoid bodies, perhaps 5 feet in length, with long legs ended in webbed feet and short stocky arms. Their heads looked like that of a salamander, with stubby snouts and large, black eyes. They swam around, circling her struggling body and emitting more of the alien language. Slowly the four of them grabbed her arms and legs and tried to pull her out of the quicksand. "Thank you..." Ms. Americana said sincerely. The larger amphibian clicked in response. After some effort they managed to free her from the sand, pulling her towards the shore. "There's no need in doing that, I can take care of myself now" Ms. Americana told the pack of creatures. Ignoring her, the two creatures holding her wrists pushed them hard into the dry quicksand on the shore, establishing a reclining position of sorts with her elbows supporting her back. 

"What the hell are you doing? Leave me now! I'm here on a mission" Ms. Americana tried to reason with the amphibians, slowly becoming aware they did not understand a word. Without her belt she could not struggle effectively against their vice like grips, and as soon as her forearms were stuck deep in the quicksand and immobilized, her feet were forced into the submerged quicksand, holding her in place steadily. "Let me go! NO! Stop TOUCHING me! NOO!" She yelled hysterically as her body was binded by the treacherous sand bed. Bounded and laying on her back, with her arms stuck out straight into the sand and holding her back high while her legs were parted and submerged ankle deep in the sand, she was in a tricky position. The water level rippled across her breasts, making them float and bounce around. The first amphibian swam slowly to the opening between her thighs and Ms. Americana saw something grow steadily like a snake out of his midsection. "Oh my God.. Is that a penis? It must be at least 12 inches long! You'll rip me apart! STOP!" She screamed, but it was of no use and the amphibian grabbed her by her thin waist and brushed it's organ against her pussy. "STOP IT STOP IT! I DEMAND YOU TO STOP IT I AM NO MERE FEMALE TO BE MATED WITH, I AM THE QUEEN OF JUSTICE!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, realizing more and more that the amphibians probably don't even acknowledge her sounds. The slimy long snake-like dick seemed to have a life of it's own as it coiled and prodded at her folds, slowly opening them up as she was forcefully turned on.

With a sudden thrust, the amphibian struck it's mark and sank several inches of his cock into the helpless superheroine. She threw her head back in pain and pleasure, yelping as the creature slowly squeezed more of itself into her, each inch hurting her more and more. When it was half-way in, it started to slowly buck back and forth, each thrust gaining a bit more of space inside her. She cried and screamed from the horrible yet sexually exciting sensation. The amphibian started hitting her G spot with it's engorged member and Ms. Americana rolled her eyes in lust, enjoying the unnatural union. Her screams slowly changed into pants and gasps as her womanhood was filled as it had never been filled before. As the creature managed to press the last few inches of it's bizarrely long penis into her, it thrust hard one more time and climaxed with Ms. Americana. Several bulges escaped the amphibians body and rolled through it's long dick into her open womb. She shook with passion each time a bulge passed into her, squeezing and milking the creature's cock for it's contents. After a blessful minute of inseminating the amphibian began to pull it's distended, long organ out of Ms. Americana. As it exited her full snatch with an audible squelching sound, a cloud of yellow cum was emitted from her gaping vulva. The moment the first amphibian was finished with her, the other one took his place and brutally raped Ms. Americana again, pumping her fertile womb full of it's larvae. She passed out after climaxing again, the last thing she managed to notice was her abdomen swelling steadily as the third amphibian took his turn to rape her defenseless body.

*****

Brenda Wade woke up in the early morning, just as the first rays of sunlights shined through the thick jungle canopy. Her head was turned idly to her side, and as she opened her eyes she was still unable to move, the horrible mating session coming back to her rapidly. Even worse, as she turned to her feet she could not see them because her abdomen had swollen immensely. Her breasts felt heavy and sensitive, and she noticed a bead of milk rolling down her left nipple. 

"oh god... raped, impregnated and left here to my own fate.. OH GOD MY WOMB" she screamed as she felt a fluttering deep inside her and something leak out of her distended pussy. "Im going into labor! I can't believe it! OH NOOOO!" She screamed from the pain and horror as she felt a dozen shapes shift around in her womb, struggling to get out of their host. She clenched her teeth and pushed as the first oversized tadpole squeezed itself out of her, momentarily covered by a cloud of cum and amniotic fluids. The tadpole slowly shook it's tail free of her cunt and swam away. This process repeated itself several times, each tadpole hurting a little less but still causing Brenda to barely keep conscious, screaming and panting from the torturous reverse-fuck. Finally after the nine tadpoles were born, her distended vulva regurgitated some excess amphibian cum and she gasped for air. However, her spawn required nourishment and it did not take long until the tadpoles returned to her trapped body and closed in on her swollen, milk-engorged mammaries. The tadpoles attached themselves to her distended, 1-inch long nipples and sucked hungrily. Brenda weeped from the sensation, her sensitive nipples being bitten, sucked and mauled by her spawn's stubby teeth. She unwillingly nursed all of them and her face flushed with excitement as her swollen mounds were relieved of much of the tension. The tadpoles, obviously happy with their meal, probed her body a little more, brushing their sandpaper-like skin against her sensitive pussy lips and nipples and then swam off into the dark blue sinkhole. Brenda Wade passed out again, her body spent.

*****

When she woke up again, the creatures were gone. It was noon and slowly getting dark again, and with little pride she had left after being gang-raped she gathered herself and clothed into her intact costume and put on her powerbelt, returning some confidence to herself. "Dammit, I'm on a mission here! I won't let some messed up critters stop me from catching Esha!" she reminded herself and set off into the jungle.

Ms. Americana set off, fully clothed again, deeper into the jungle, feet racing in pursuit of Esha. The sun was setting fast and she had no intention of slowing down. This was taking a toll on her body; her feet were slowly getting covered in blisters and she kept getting out of breath, taking pauses more frequently until she couldn't take it any longer and collapsed against the trunk of a large, ancient tree.

"I'm gonna rest now.. just for a bit.. then I have to go again.. I'm so sleepy though.." she mumbled through the heavy breathing. Exhausted by the long march, Ms. Americana didn't see the poisoned dart flying until it hit her straight between her two massive tits. 

"AAaagh" she gasped as she looked down into her cleavage, moving her right arm to pull it out, only to fall sideways rigidly and lose consciousness.