This story picks up immediately after where Ch. 05 leaves off. You really should read it first... actually you should start with Ch. 01, and read the whole series. This would all make a bit more sense. If you need a face for Trooper Marlena Fuentes, it'd be Christian Serratos, Rosita from "The Walking Dead".
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Trooper Marlena Fuentes regained consciousness, though she was not certain of that yet. Disoriented and not even certain if she was alive, everything was in darkness, and her ears were filled with loud squelching noises. She felt herself slowly moving downward through a slimy wet tube... falling slowly perhaps. Her arms and hair stretched above her, her legs below her. Marlena's skin, on the other hand, was quite alive. She could feel the slippery surface sliding across her skin, up her limbs and back and breasts.
The tube widened below her and contracted above her, forcing Marlena through the tube with a convulsive peristalsis. Marlena's mind wandered through the sensations, which felt quite sexual despite the alien situation... the wetness, the clenching, the sliding... there was something almost vaginal about this canal she was passing through. Her nipples, unceasingly grazed by the soft walls of the tube, were engorged and sensitive.
The distraction provided by this pleasure kept her from realizing what had happened to her. Though not yet orgasming, she was definitely aroused, and gasped softly with each contraction and push. As she descended further and further, in darkness without time or meaning, Marlena grew closer and closer to her peak. Her firm hips slowly undulated, her taut thighs clenched and writhed, and her breathing grew deeper and deeper. With a sharp cry, Marlena reached her moment - pleasure flared out from her core, and she shook with the physical joy of release...
- and suddenly fell through open air -
... landing with a wet splash in a shallow pool of slimy fluid. Marlena suddenly came to herself, remembering all of what had happened to her - the fight, the chase, the capture by Intai Juhen battle forms, the prolonged and tortuous stimulation and denial, and unconsciousness. Reflexes kicking in, Marlena shot to her feet, hands balled into fists, and immediately slipped and fell on the nearly frictionless bottom of the pool. Slipping and splashing in the thick goo, she eventually got her feet below her and stopped panicking. More cautiously this time, the trooper rose to her feet, moving her thick slime-coated hair out of her eyes to take stock of her situation.
Marlena stood in a depression filled with four feet of clear slime, in an oval chamber. A dim reddish light emanated from a series of small nodes, allowing her to make out some details. The walls, floor, and ceiling all seemed to be made of a pinkish fleshy substance similar to the tube she was just in, with small venous structures pulsing and gurgling all around. The ceiling twenty feet over her head had several sphincters, each tightly closed. Marlena watched with horror as one, presumably the one she arrived from, slowly clenched and puckered closed, thin rivulets of slime dribbling out of the shrinking hole in the center. Along the walls of the chamber were five tunnels, each large enough to walk through and lit with the same dim reddish light. Out of the depression, the floor appeared to be slightly textured... uncomfortably like the papillae of a human tongue.
More significantly, there were three other women in the chamber with her, all completely nude and glistening with the slime from the central pool. One dark skinned woman with short hair sat curled up into a tight ball, head buried between folded arms. A blond woman with freckled skin, well-muscled and curvy with the look of a farm girl, knelt besides the other trying to comfort her. A third woman, of Asian ancestry and petite in comparison to the blond, walked quickly out of one of the tunnels and came towards Marlena. Extending an arm, she said "Hey. You won't get out of there on your own, take my hand. I'm Amy. C'mon, you don't want to stay in there."
"Where the hell am I? What is this place?"
Amy looked at Marlena impatiently, wiggling her fingers in a sardonic invitation and bracing to pull Marlena out. After an awkward silence, Marlena took her hand. With a heave and some slipping, Marlena found herself lying on her back, still slippery and glistening with slime. Amy sat beside her, smiling awkwardly. Marlena saw the tattoo on Amy's shoulder, the crossed rifles and wheat stalk of the colonial militia.
"You're a trooper?"
Amy sighed, replying as her smile melted. "Yeah... I was a Badger gunner in the 2/12. Corporal Amy Kwan, pleased to meet you. You in too?"
"Yeah. PFC Marlena Fuentes. I am... was in the Burnham Rifles. I didn't get my tattoo yet..." Marlena trailed off into silence.
Amy looked at Marlena knowingly, then continued.
"Bit of that going around. Anyhow, like I said, I'm just Amy here. That's uh, that's Rene there trying to hide. I think she's an Earther, based on her accent. Cornbread there, she's a local girl."
The blonde woman turned around and glared at Amy.
"Listen, it's Tabitha. Not fucking cornbread. I told you once. If you call me Cornbread again, I'm gonna crack you in the head."
"Sorry, Jeezus. Okay. That is Tabitha. Tabitha, is Rene okay?"
The blond woman turned back to the dark-skinned Terran, stroking her short hair with concern.
"I think she just needs some time. Not like we have anything else to do."
Time passed uneventfully after the conversation died out. The four women sat quietly in the dim light, the silence punctuated by the dripping of slime from the ceiling sphincters, and the occasional gurgling from the walls. Marlena was the first to break the silence.
"So... what is this place? Why are we here?"
Amy replied first; "Well, Cor... Tabitha got here first, then me, then Rene over there. We figured out that all three of us managed to avoid getting snatched the first two nights by the pythons, the fuckrugs, or any of the other fucked up things that the Intai Juhen dropped on us."
Tabitha followed up, "I was at my family ranch off Road Three. We'd already killed two... pythons Amy calls 'em. Big snake things, they slide around, drug you, rape you out of your mind, and swallow you. But they don't eat you, they take you away. Back to the city, I think. We killed two of them when some of the big bug-looking ones and a pack of... zombies I guess, they overran the ranch. I got taken by one of the bugs. Wrapped me up like a spider, and did things to me."
Tabitha shivered and sighed, and Marlena could see that her nipples were hard and her freckled skin dotted with goose bumps.
"They made me cum till I passed out. I woke up in that tube and landed here. I don't know why we are here."
Amy resumed her unnaturally chirpy reply, smiling in a somewhat unhinged way.
"I survived a fight with those big armored bastards, but got captured anyway. I managed to hit a few with the cannon on the Badger before they were on us. I was knocked out in the fight, and woke up just in time to fall out of that giant asshole there in the ceiling. Fuckers had me somehow worked into a lather, too."
Amy stopped speaking, and idly looked around the room. Unconsciously, her right hand had drifted upwards while she was talking. Without knowing it, Amy cupped her petite breast gently, and was slowly tracing circles around her dark, erect nipples. Amy's cheeks were flushed with blood, and her pupils were dilated with sexual arousal. When she noticed Marlena's stare, she smiled dreamily and moved her hand away.