((Sorry about the delay.  I've "Fixated" on something else lately.))<br/><br/>What was happening?<br/><br/>Santi jerked, her body reacting to a tongue reaching her womanhood and gently licking her lower lips and her tingling clitoris.  It was a reaction of pleasure, a reaction she'd gotten used to letting herself give when receiving a partner's attention while tied up.  She would normally let herself struggle against him, forcing him to hold her body down so he could do his work whether she wanted him to or not.  She loved the feeling of being helpless, of feeling strong bindings or hands keeping her restrained... of being just his toy even though she fought her hardest to resist him.  But this time... this time the jerking was even stronger, more frantic, and her panting had a different tone to it.  This wasn't<span style="font-style: italic">normal...</span>not even for her perverse tastes...<br/><br/>She'd been expecting to be made helpless... to be "forced" to "endure" it as Tim, or even Shari, penetrated her body while she bucked and jerked in useless efforts to escape her bindings.  Instead, the<span style="font-style: italic">opposite</span>was happening... instead of<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>sliding into<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>,<span style="font-style: italic">she</span>was sliding into<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>.  And it would be her entire body instead of just a part of her...<br/><br/>"Wh-what are you<span style="font-style: italic">doing?!</span>" She gasped, jerking again, her wide green eyes staring down at the cutest monster she'd ever believed could exist.  Somehow, even though she knew how this was going to end, she couldn't quite make herself see Tim as ugly, not even with his mouth stretched out more than a true human should be able to, or with that mouth sucking her down like the sweaty piece of meat she surely was.  His expression was still impish, and the way his tongue was working at her womanhood showed that he knew she was paradoxically enjoying what was happening.  Or maybe it was just another aspect of all this... killing her, terrifying her, but giving her pleasure even though she now no longer wanted it...<br/><br/>She panted, still struggling, feeling her legs bending as they slipped into what she knew was Tim's stomach, hot and wet.  She tried to kick her feet, but he was so tight even on the inside... even though his belly was beginning to bulge out, filling out the loose Velle robes he still wore.  She looked down at him with wide eyes, panting, her eyes widening even more as she met his own... she was about to go into orgasm.  The real terror was only amplifying her body's arousal, despite that she knew exactly how this would end.  Her mind wanted one thing, but her body wanted another... and her body was about to win.  She stared into Tim's eyes, grimacing strangely and clenching her teeth, knowing damn well that he would know what was about to happen inside her body... and inside his...<br/><br/>“Do you like him?” Shari asked, whispering into Santi's ear.  Her hands were still holding Santi down, but despite her struggles being real Santi couldn't break free, and the orgasm continued to build.  “He's going to swallow you all up, and you're going to become a part of him – forever and ever. You'll be a part of us.”  She pinched Santi's nipples, and the sudden new pain, pain she usually enjoyed, was too much.<br/><br/>With a shrill, teeth-clenched scream, Santi came, her body jerking powerfully, her eyes wide with an impossible combination of terror and ecstasy.  She tried to fight it off, but instead that only seemed to augment it... and having Shari keep vigourously massaging and gripping her breasts didn't help shake the climax away either.  Nor did having Tim's next swallow bring his nose to her bellybutton...<br/><br/>Santi barely heard Shari's next words.  She heard<span style="font-style: italic">stomach</span>, and something else about her becoming a boy, but her mind was almost as wild as her body at the moment.  She couldn't stop what was happening... any of it.  It was as though when she'd let them tie her up she'd given them control even of her body's reactions...<br/><br/>"S-stopp!" she shrieked, her voice shrill and as conflicted between terror and bliss as her body was.  "Don't...!"  She gave yet another frantic jerk, trying to break free of Shari's grip.