The bunny had noticed something strange with her new predicament, with all of the harshness of these… things… there was not really pain. Perhaps more of a sensation that someone would get from overstimulation, every last one of her nerves sang out with a level of pleasure that was indescribable.

Giving up on trying to get away, as her prison disallowed her to, she decided to try to fight back. Unfortunately, it seemed as though the beast she resided in had thought of that as well.

She had tried to turn over onto all fours and perhaps try to find an exit within these fleshy walls. If she got in, there had to be a way out. It soon did not matter as the tentacles wrapped their slick appendages around her feet and toes, yanking them into place, immobilizing her.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, she felt a quickening in the invasion of her every hole. She could feel her belly distending as the appendage in her throat darted its way through her, but then she felt the expansion double, and when she figured out why, so did her panic. This thing means to truly immobilize her, and how could she even hope to move, when there is so much holding her from the inside? The tentacle plowing her ass made its way through her as well, in the opposite direction, and her already gurgling moans splattered out in a scream as both invaders sprouted from each end of her used and broken body. She tried to move as she looked back and saw the threaded tentacle turn and begin to press into her already filled slit.

She grunted hard, in almost primal abandon, as survival was now her only concern. Though one wouldn't be able to tell looking at this wriggling mass of victim and tentacle.