Lara and the Jellyfish

Having battled her way past the sharks, Lara Croft hardly even considered the odd-looking jellyfish as a threat. Even when she brushed against one on accident, she felt no sting so she thought she was safe... at least until her muscles started feeling like they were made of cement. Starting in her legs, the willful control of her body faded. In a panic, she tried to swim to safety, but only succeeded in placing herself in the very center of the jellyfish swarm before her arms slowed almost completely and she simply drifted, helpless. To her surprise, the amorphous creatures around her seemed to sense her trapped condition and began to gather closer. Suddenly she felt a number of fleshy tentacles wrap around her left leg. She wanted to pull away from the organism, but her body simply wouldn't respond. In moments, there were several more of the creatures entangling the rest of her form, and to her horror and confusion, playing with zipper of her wetsuit. She swallowed nervously as her only real protection was manipulated open clear to her crotch. She wanted to scream in fear when they first pulled the garment open, exposing her chest, but she could do little more than move her eyes as they reached in with their slippery soft tentacles and began to caress her bare skin. A fiery pleasure blossomed in her breasts as her nipples were teased to hardened points. What were the creatures doing? Surely, she thought, they couldn't be intentionally stimulating her... could they?

The question was answered for her when the first tendril slid down over her belly and under the edge of her wetsuit. A few moments later it was wiggling sensuously through her own slippery flesh and into her depths, driving her nearly insane with arousal.