<b>RE: A World of Orgasm Harvesters</b><br/><br/>As Chloe tried desperately to get away, the harvester was quick on her toes. It was much faster than her, and easily kept up. It could have surpassed her, but it was positioning itself perfectly right behind her tail, getting ready to leap up and ensnare her at the perfect moment when her cycling thighs and rump were in the best position. As it launched out of the grass, an onlooker could see that it had three tendrils extending from its face in a triangle around the orifice that excreted the specialized acid.<br/><br/>It struck her with incredible precision, right on her crotch. The two bottom tendrils shot forward between her thighs and wrapped upward and outward around her waist, while the central, top tendril laid flat across her ass, reaching just past the band of her panties. Together, the three tendrils had a strong hold on the harvester's victim. It pressed its acid orifice up against the band of her last remaining piece of clothing, dissolving the crotch just enough so the two disconnected strips hang limply on either side of her, useless at covering her intimate parts. As the creature's tail wraps tightly around her right thigh to secure itself, it reestablishes its hold on the now-bare skin of her crotch, hugging her pussy tightly as the top tendril slips inside her panties and runs up her ass to the small of her back. Strangely, however, it leaves her clit exposed. Most harvesters target their victim's clit because it is a simple and easy way to induce strong arousal.