Anna let out a scream as the tentacles lashed out to wrap around her legs, still firing even as she could feel the venom being injected into her system.  Even as she fought, however, she felt her will weakening, as a pleasurable warmth began to flow through her veins.  The last straw was the orb that fell on top of her head and began injecting directly into her neck blood vessels.<br/><br/>Whimpering and shuddering, her assault rifle fell from suddenly limp fingers and clattered to the floor, her will to struggle fading rapidly as the pleasure suffused her body.  Only able to form a vocal protest, Anna spoke, even though she knew that the bug probably did not understand.  "N-no... I don't want to... please stop...!"