Camille's Lament

Having finally escaped the strange anemones on the beach, Camille made her way into the thick jungle in search of some shelter. But no sooner had she passed under the dense jungle canopy than she felt something warm and wet touch her shoulder. Turning her head, she saw that a strange green gel was oozing down from the trees above her and when she went to brush it off, she found to her horror that it merely reached out and engulfed her hand. It wasn't long before the slippery creature had secured her other limbs and was quietly lifting her up into the air. Moaning with comprehension as the creature casually removed her bathing suit, Camille knew she had found yet another strange organism that was about to stimulate her sexually until she was screaming in continuous orgasm.