<b>RE: A World of Orgasm Harvesters</b><br/><br/>Issy's height was working against her, here. Long slender legs are completely useless without appropriate leverage, and the strong limbs of the harvester were doing their very best to restrain her. {A scientific mindset... I must try to view this dispassionately...} ran through her head. This would be quite the trial. Despite the monster's frenzied thrusting, barely even thinking to do anything else, the sheer shape, feel and flow of the distended fake dick was simply filling her mind and inflaming her nerves.<br/><br/>As it locked down her arms and legs, and started to pound its cock into her, she could feel the subtle ridges and bumps covering the shaft. Grinding its way deeper, they teased and rubbed against her lips as they entered, and dragged on their way back out. As it thrust away, she could barely think. {Not overly developed... simplistic capture methods... ambush strategy...} until it slowed slightly. The minor reprieve served only to worry Issy slightly, as it would likely accelerate its own efforts to bring her to orgasm, and feed off the energy given off.<br/><br/>The cock shivered inside her, seeming to bulge somewhat against her sensitive inner walls for a few moments.<br/><br/>Soon, the function was revealed, as hot sticky liquid began to pour and fill Issy's pounded pussy. The harvester picked up the pace once more, and the insistent sloshing of the fluids slowly beginning to fill her insides were a new and particularly arousing sensation. Her breath was coming short and fast.<br/><br/>Pow. A sudden impact knocked the cock right out of her, and Issy's face and insides spasmed and convulsed at the sudden loss of the pleasurable intruder. {Someone... helping? But they might get hurt!}<br/><br/>A pressure, a lift, she was being carried. But not fast enough... The harvester's friends were likely around nearby, and they would be doing their utmost to get the return of their morsel {Me...}<br/><br/>A sudden slam as Issy was dropped once more, and she sprawled, dripping, on the grass. The girl - strong, athletic - sprawled on her behind next to her as the two insectoid menaces leapt back to their task.<br/><br/>But no, that one had a broken leg... dripping with acid still. And advancing back towards her prone body.<br/><br/>No, no, no, "AAAAH FUCK NO!"<br/><br/>The pain was new. Issy was not someone who had really experienced pain of this kind before, a stabbing burning pain on her leg as the harvester clambered back atop her body, the intense pain already fading - the mark remaining.<br/><br/>The legs grasped back around her body, and lifted her exposed nethers to the air once more, ready and prepared to thrust back into the girl.