<div class="floatright">(https://mfiles.alphacoders.com/402/402340.jpg)</div>Unlike her companion, Les didn’t take it quite so slow dipping into the water. She waded through the river until it was up to her knees and then dove in head-first, taking a harsh, loud breath as she broke the surface with her nude body and found her footing on the slimy rocks below. Better to get it all done with at once and force her body to adjust rather than eek it out and wait.<br/><br/>Squealing with the goosebumps that were now crawling all over her skin, Lesniya rinsed off her hair and was washing down her curves when the water began bubbling. “What the…” She muttered, getting a better stance in the river next to Sophia, just before it erupted into a power-drop of eels around them.<br/><br/>The only reaction she had at first was to scream. Harsh, high, and<em>loud</em>.<br/><br/>The eels were everywhere. Wiggling on her, on themselves, on the rocks at her feet. There was no longer any<em>river</em>, in their particular position. It was<strong>all</strong>eels. Twisting towards Sophia, she cried out again when an eel slipped between her thighs, causing her to spill over and stumble in the writhing water.<br/><br/>“Are you kidding me?!” The red-haired woman sputtered out. “SOPH! I can’t…” Another curse word left her lips as she finally grabbed onto the other woman’s arm, dragging them both closer to shore, or trying to. “Nightmareish… EEeekkk!!! They’re everywhere!!”<br/><br/>Sophia could feel their wriggling slimy bodies battering her already bruised frame, as Les grabbed her arm and started dragging. More than once she slipped on a rock or an eel and went under the frothing water only to be slapped unceremoniously about the face.<br/><br/>"I fucking hate nature! Where did they even come from?" She screamed and sputtered, whining incoherently as a thrashing tail managed to wedge itself between the cheeks of her plump bottom. She must have fallen on it and it writhed most inappropriately in a way that made her flesh crawl.<br/><br/>In that moment, Les reached out and wrapped her fingers around a particularly large, veiny, and turgid length of eel that had crawled its way between her breasts, yanking it free and tossing it aside. The movement put her on her knees again in the river. The only thing saving them from any more bruises was the girls had made it closer to shore now, and the bottom was silty and sandy, rather than rough rocks.<br/><br/>Not that the cursed eels cared. The devilish things slithered and writhed around the two pale, curvy bodies of the girls like it was what they were made to do. Struggling, the women pushed and pulled each other through the water, sand, and eels as quickly as possible. Soph would leverage Lesniya up, who would promptly slip on an eel and land unceremoniously face first in the dark-haired woman’s breasts. Or Lesniya would push Sophia over a knot of the wriggly beasties, and then have her end up sandwiched between her legs. Slowly, swearing to everything under the sun that they could, the girls made progress away from the thick of it all.<br/><br/>Closer to shore, crawling through shallow waters, the eels began twisting more and more around the girl’s ankles and wrists, practically trapping them in their grasp. As if the slimy things wanted control of the struggling women. Lesniya tugged her hands out of the water and flung them towards the river’s shoreline, trying to violently shake the eels off and succeeding with at least one of them. “Get. OFF!!”<br/><br/>