Vile beyond comprehension, the creature rose from beneath with a morbid odor.
From its maw, sickly tendril tongues, snaked to lick her tanned and freckled skin, as it slowly ascended to try and consume her. Ariela shivered at their touch and slow molestation but held firm her composure, focused on the freeing of her bound wrists.
Though planting her feet firmly on either side of the creature's mouth had spared her being a quick meal, it had made her vulnerable to a different hunger she hadn't been aware it possessed.
Her attention broke as something tugged her underwear aside and upon looking down into the worms abyssal gate, her emerald eyes widened in horror at the veiny phallic member sprouting forth from its inner gullet, hungry to enter her.
And then...her foot slipped.