(Don't mind me just fixed some mistakes and repost as shameless self-bump :P)
By the time Master Cyclonis regain her consciousness, she found herself deep inside a pitfall, and are trapped by some kind of slime creature.
The yellowish, sluggish, foul-smelling goo are crawling all over her body. By the place where the goo is covering, her clothes slowly got burnt and melt with a little bubbles and smoke. She want to get rid of these corrosive slime, only to found out this pile of goo is also strong adhersive, and torn off some of her own clothes and skin while ripping the goo off. Looking at the wound she've made, Master Cyclonis feels a chill up her spine: The acidic slime will slowly dissolve her if she do nothing about it, yet struggling them off will cause more skin and flesh being torn off, and even she managed to get rid some, more will just keep crawing up her body.
Master Cyclonis starts to panic. She doesn't want to die here, yet there's no way she can get out of this hell of slime. With her clothes being completely melted, and the goo start burning into her skin and flesh, Her fear of death get more and more overwhelming. She lost her sense, she struggles more vigorously, she screams and howls like a beast felt into an trap, and none of these help her situation, if not making it worse.
With more burnt, torn flesh, and bleeding, Master Cyclonis starts to feel changes inside her body. She feels unnaturally high temperature within her, her heart is beating fast, her breath becomes heavy pants, her pair of cute nipples erected like pink gummies, and her penis - alway well hidden under her cloak and suit, are now standing in front of her, harder than ever, and throbbing nonstop like complaining how long she've been ignoring its sexual need.
There's actually one more fact about the yellowish slime that Master Cyclonis hasn't figured out: besides acidic and adhersive, this slimy creature is also a kind of "natural living love potion". The high-condensed level of philtre within the slime has infiltrated into her blood and nerves via her wounds, without she even know about it, and awakening her long-compressed deep desire of sex.
While Master Cyclonis is still wondering why the sudden horniness arise in such a situation, her hands are acting against her rational mind, grapped onto the angry throbbing pole, and start stroking gently. Under the effect of the philtre, Master Cyclonis feels this long forgotten pleasure is more overwhelming than she ever has, and then her hand can no longer stop. The goo climbs onto her cock, sticking her hands onto it tightly, turning her gentle stroking into brutal skin-tearing. However, the pain doesn't border her masturbation one bit; on the contrary, it turns her on even more, making her hands' movement more frequent and violent, causing more skin and flesh torn off, returning with even greater feeling, forming an infinitive loop.
The pleasure keeps stacking higher and higher. Then suddenly, Master Cyclonis feels like a electric bolt flowing through her body. Her back is arched, her mouth is opened wide and moaning unstoppably, her hips is high on the air with her penis throbbling even harder. A warm stream is arising from the bottom of her pole qiuck, like lava in a ready-to-erupt volcano. Along with a scream, Master Cyclonis' volcano is erupted, white lava is flying everywhere, some mixed into the blood-soaked yellowish goo, turning it into milky orange jam.
Master Cyclonis feels like her soul is gonna be blasted to the heaven by this best ejaculation she ever has. However, something is dragging on her leg, and pulling her back to the world mercilessly: It's her growing hunger for more pleasure. Under the effect of the goo's philtre, her penis doesn't soft down a tiny bit after cumming; in fact, it is even harder than before, like it hasn't enough and demanding more. Master Cyclonis moves her hand again without a single thought, like she's acting under command from her cock. More than that, the "love potion slime" seems to have understood what she wants, and is forming numerous tentacles, invading her mouth, breasts, vagina, anus, uretha, even ear and brain, giving her more internal damage, more pain, and more arousal. Her pleasure level got brought into another level, and quickly she reach orgasm again, even harder than the one she just had. Yet the piltre-corrupted nerves doesn't allow her to have any rest, her penis is standing again, forcing her to seek yet another higher orgasm. At this moment, she doesn't care about escaping anymore; All she cares is rubbing his giant raging cock for more mind-blowning white lava eruption......
Inside the pit, there's no longer the intelligent, dominant Master Cyclonis. What's there is a female nympho beast which keeps seeking for endless pleasure, until her flesh, blood and soul faded into the eternal darkness.....
