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Part 1: Ada's Conversion
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"Leon now!" Ada shouted.
Leon hastily pulled Ashley out of the glass cylinder and carried her to a nearby door. Saddler, having already recovered by Ada's barrage of bullets, gradually strolled towards them. Ada unloaded another round into his back, but to no effect. Searching frantically for something to use, Ada quickly spotted some gas barrels on a platform above the door. Without hesitating, she redirected the machine gun and fired into the canisters. The barrels exploded furiously and knocked the platform down just as Leon and Ashley escaped through the door, leaving Saddler in front of the burning wreckage.
All right, at least those two are safe. Now I have to grab that sample and get out of here!
Unfortunately, there were no more gas containers left in the room, so she was left with her TMP (which was running low on ammo) against the crazy cult leader. Saddler slowly turned to face her, and she noticed a sadistic smirk on his face. She would have to try and bluff him into giving the sample, otherwise her chances of retrieving it would be slim.
"You should just hand over the sample now. It'll be less embarrassing when I kill you," She remarked.
"Strangely enough, I doubt that will happen," he replied in a calm tone. "Those two may have escaped, but now I have you. Come; allow me to make you the newest member of our religion".
"Allow me to decline," she said, spraying her last cartridge into the man, each bullet hitting Saddler squarely in the fore-head. Once again though, he shrugged off the blast as if it were a gust of wind.
"I guess you'll have to learn to behave the hard way," he exclaimed. Saddler's right arm morphed into a long, greyish tentacle and lunged forward. Ada started to run across the catwalk, but the worm already caught up to her.
The tentacle swiftly wrapped itself around the maidens slim body and lifted her off the ground. She pulled and tugged at the massive thing, but it only enfolded her more. The worm-like limb tightened and squeezed, until she was gasping, struggling to breathe. The tentacle carried her towards Saddler and turned her so she could see his smug face.
"I'm afraid we'll have to remove that nice dress of yours," he said. Another tentacle, this one with a large scythe at the tip, emerged from underneath his robe. Terrified, Ada closed her eyes and braced for the impact, but it never came. Instead, the knife brushed along her body, ripping at the fabric covering her. When it seemed like it was finished, Ada opened her eyes and saw she now hung naked before the mutated man. Retracting the scythe, Saddler walked steadily over, looking up at her with a satisfied look on his face.
"Soon you will be another addition to our family." He raised his left arm into the air, forming it into another tentacle. It drifted over to a nearby table, where it looped itself around one of the many syringes lying on the counter top.
"No, stop!" Ada called out. The arm around her waist clenched, making her breath shallow and distant. The snake with the needle returned, and firmly struck it into Ada's neck, making her cringe.
"Time is short, so I will help you through your Las Plagas transformation with a special... ritual" Saddler remarked. The left arm casually removed the needle from her neck and let it drop to the floor. It entwined itself around her neck, sweeping along the ends of her short black hair. Forcing itself into her mouth, the tentacle slid down her throat.
Ada gave out a muffled scream, gagged by the massive thing inside her. She tried to pull the tentacle out from her mouth, but the shaft was so moist and slimy that it kept slipping out of her hands. The tentacle wriggled up and down her throat, stimulating every inch of itself with her soft, warm tongue.
Ada wreathed and shook in the air, her delicate breast bouncing around in suspension. Certain that she would soon suffocate, she shook her head violently, desperately trying to dislodge the vine. Just as she was on the verge of collapsing, the tentacle retreated. She coughed and gasped, exhausted from the worm's blockage.
She barely took a gulp of air though, before the tentacle stuffed itself in again. Saddler repeated this several times: He would nearly choke her to death, tease her with a moment of fresh air, and then commence choking again. When it seemed like the damsel couldn't take anymore, he removed his tentacle from her mouth and allowed her to breathe fully, though the worm remained coiled on her neck.
"You are doing really well my child. I can sense the egg has already hatched". Saddler proclaimed. "Let's move on to the next phase."
What? It already hatched? That can't be, it takes hours for that to happen!
Another long appendage came from inside the robe, but this one didn't have a scythe on the end. This tentacle had a thick head and slim body, almost like a....
"My god, is that your..."
"Yes," Saddler finished, grinning. "This may seem uncomfortable at first, but you will soon embrace my power. After all, you have no choice".
The extending cock slithered up her leg, sending chills through her body. Ada quickly clamped her legs together, hoping he wouldn't be able to breach her womanhood. Saddler laughed at her feeble attempts of protecting herself, pushing his hard cock in-between her slender legs with incredible force. The strength of her legs gave in and opened up, allowing the invader passage.
"No...don't!" Ada pleaded.
Saddler ignored her whimpering, and shoved his tentacle in so hard that Ada yelled in agony. The slimy rod began to piston inside her, throbbing and pulsing with every stroke. Ada tried to resist against the vigourous vine, shaking her body about to remove it from her pussy. It was in vain; her thrashing only seemed to arouse the cult leader further.
"Good, struggle for me my pet. It's more rewarding when you fight," Saddler retorted. The worm's speed doubled, pounding every inch it could into the vixen's vagina. Ada moaned loudly with each hump, confused with feelings of pleasure and discomfort.
How can I be enjoying this? I need to escape, but I'm craving more of this insane rape! The virus must be controlling my body, but that can't happen until a full day after infection! Is the Las Plagas really growing faster this way?
A gut wrenching pain through her body answered her question. It felt like her whole body was being crushed. She cried out in pain while the tentacle persistently molested her pussy. She clenched both of her tits as she took the dick and fought through the convulsions. Her whole body trembled, whether from the thrusts of the large pole or the spasm the virus generated, she couldn't tell.
I...can't...take...anymore...
The mixture of enjoyment and intense pain was too much, and her exhausted body fell forward as she passed out and dangled limp in the her keepers grasp.
"Excellent!" Saddler cried, delighted at the successful ritual. He beamed, looking up at his submitted captive. "Now arise my pet, and embrace your master!"
Slowly, Ada's head rose, revealing the expression on her face. A wide smile spread from cheek to cheek, and her seductive eyes were as red as the dress she once wore.
